The spell didn't just show a location; it tore a hole in the fabric of the library. Through the rift, Billy saw a blur of silver—a streak of motion in a dystopian city he didn't recognize. "Tommy," he breathed.
Billy Kaplan—known to the world as —sat cross-legged on the floor of the Avengers Mansion library, the air around him humming with a low, static charge. Before him lay a tome that seemed to breathe. It wasn’t a standard leather-bound book; its cover was forged from a dark, iridescent material that shifted like oil on water. This was his Book of Shadows . WICCAN'S Wicked Spell Book of Shadows!
But the book slammed shut with a sound like a thunderclap. The rift vanished. Billy fell back, gasping, as the indigo glow faded into the floorboards. On the cover of the Book of Shadows, a new symbol had burned itself into the leather: a silver lightning bolt entwined with a blue vine. The spell didn't just show a location; it
"I want to find him," Billy whispered. The ink on the page swirled, rearranging itself from a recipe for protection circles into a map of the Multiverse. "I want to find Tommy." Billy Kaplan—known to the world as —sat cross-legged