I lived, developed and became someone who is feared, respected and left untouched...And those who have lost everything...almost everything.But everything ends, and my seclusion also ended. He came, my adopted brother, he is still a frame, but he gave me more than anyone else in this world. He gave what I wanted, and asked not so much in return... This was the beginning of my new story, and it continued somewhere there. And I.. I am a copy, a toy in the hands of my new crazy mother, whose mother I never had, in her no less crazy world.. A world that my brother would call his dream, but at her whim I am here, not him and now I am destined to save him or be literally erased trying. I am the Archmagister of Flesh and I have come. Well hello marvel.. hmm... I love to read. I decided to try and write it myself. A character from a completely different story, which is written slowly. But the fanfic came out quickly and with fire. Yes raw. Yes, I’m still just learning, so don’t judge strictly, there will be edits, and I hope for criticism. Details in the notes.