TheMostDapper

When I was born I awoke to a lab. When I was a week old I had my first kill. When I was a month old I had already consumed ten people's entire beings. At two months I had already escaped and torched the entire complex. Now on my first birthday I was being kidnapped by pirates. Who knew the rest of my life would be filled with Monsters. Some were wearing human skin and some were Monsters in the literal sense of the supernatural. A good bit of them were certainly not human, though they did look like it. But, why do so many females have to be so obsessive over me?

Dan Phantom was created when the Nasty Burger explosion killed Danny's family and friends. What if it instead broke Danny? His obsession was now no longer around for him? If Dan came from Danny's mind out of anger and grief at himself, what will come from a broken mind of the same things. This is the result. "Dead. They're all dead. All of that hard work for nothing... Heh. Heheh. Hehehahahahahahaha! DEAD! THEY'RE ALL DEAD! HAHAHAHAHAHA! You know what! You got what you wanted! You wanted a monster, I'll give you a monster! Come on! Let's rip each other apart! Let's see if I'll feel anything again!"

My school's saying "Never tickle a sleeping Dragon" actually has some literal merit to it. My name's Harry Potter know as, the-boy-who-lived, man-who-conquered, and other dumb titles I can't get rid of. After defeating Voldemort I became a researcher into magic for many years, improving magic once again in seclusion for everyone's benefit. The pure-bloods weren't happy and tried to have me killed for my views, seeing as things were changing and I would not follow tradition. So I hid my self and worked on my experiments, one day I was working with a dragon when it sneezed into a mixture causing a explosion. So now I'm here in an advanced lookalike world that has bloody monsters and muggles walking around together like its normal, and I'm the only magical wizard here in a better version of my teenage body! Man, what I wouldn't give for some firewhisky right about now.

If given an idea, and convincing me to commit to it, I will do my very best to complete it. Because I don't do things halfway. That is how I always was, up until I died because of it. Now here I am reborn in a different version of having the gamer, way to go me! Every world will improve me. Every death literally has a meaning. Everybody always dreams of being the best, but most never have just that "something." That "something" for me just happened to be my sheer will to succeed... Others still keep calling it being stubborn to my displeasure however.