The Originals/Underworld: The Elder Mikaelson

The brilliant point of light expanded, fracturing into a constellation of glowing shards that surrounded them like suspended glass. Each shard reflected different aspects of Magnus's future limitations, turning slowly in the infinite white void.

"Power without constraint breeds chaos," Truth said, its eternal smile taking on a stern edge. "Even beings of great power must bow to certain natural laws. Your abilities, remarkable as they will be, carry their own prices and limitations."

Truth gestured to one of the larger shards, which filled with swirling darkness. "The white oak stake remains your mortality's anchor. Like your future siblings, this weakness cannot be overcome. It serves as a reminder that even the most powerful beings must remain vigilant."

Another shard illuminated with crimson energy. "Your demon form, while formidable, will tax your energy severely. Extended use will require substantial blood consumption to maintain. The more power you channel, the greater the hunger that follows."

"Your hybrid magic," Truth continued, touching a shard that shimmered with violet light, "will require perfect balance. Spells combining demonic and witch powers will drain you far more quickly than standard magic. Push too far, and the backlash could incapacitate you for days."

The shards began to rotate faster, their lights interweaving. "Your ability to shimmer through space will be one of your few powers without limitation, a perfect melding of demonic power and vampire speed. This mastery over space itself will become one of your most formidable advantages."

Truth's expression grew more serious. "Your sensing abilities, while expansive, can be overwhelmed. In areas of intense supernatural activity, the input might become too chaotic to interpret clearly. Powerful enemies might learn to use this against you."

"But perhaps most crucially," Truth said, bringing together several shards into a complex pattern, "your triple nature requires constant equilibrium. Strong emotions can disrupt this balance, causing your powers to fluctuate unpredictably. The discipline of the Ozunu way will help, but maintaining control will be a constant challenge."

The shards dissolved into mist, reforming into a mirror-like surface. "Your enhanced senses will be both blessing and curse. You'll perceive the world with extraordinary clarity, but this also means experiencing pain and suffering with greater intensity. The deaths of those close to you will cut deeper than any physical wound."

"These limitations," Truth continued, its voice carrying centuries of weight, "are not weaknesses. They are the foundations that will keep you grounded in your humanity, preventing power from corrupting your essential nature."

The mirror-surface rippled, showing fleeting images of possible futures. "Your knowledge of possible futures carries its own burden. Each change you make will spawn new uncertainties. The butterfly effect of your very existence will create situations your foreknowledge cannot predict."

Truth's smile returned, though now it held a hint of warning. "One final price remains. Shall we discuss the burden of loneliness that comes with being truly unique in all of creation?"

[To be continued...]