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Capítulo 1: A Dark Fate

A tiny spark of light in the immensity of a luminous tunnel—that's how our story begins.

This small spark of light seemed weak and battered, full of cracks and broken shards; when observed more closely, it could be seen that this was a fragment of light from something much greater, and something much greater indeed.

It was as if this small light was a fragment of dozens of other fragments of something much bigger.

And this small fragment of light was wandering through a highly luminous tunnel, and all kinds of colors shone intensely in this tunnel, and this seemed to have no end, and so the small fragment went wandering at high speed in this luminous and colorful tunnel.

And in this luminous fragment was a consciousness, a dormant consciousness; it wandered in the infinity of its dreams, not knowing where it was going or where this tunnel led.

But then, when it seemed that there would be no end to this endless tunnel of luminous colors, the small fragmented spark reached an end and then awakened from its deep sleep and contemplated its surroundings.

He was being pulled out of something—it was a person. He was highly confused, as the last thing he remembered was making his 77th Horcrux, and then suddenly appearing here? What was the meaning of this?

The consciousness within the fragment of light that was wandering through the luminous tunnel was none other than Harry Potter; yes, the one who was now being born to a woman is the Greatest Dark Wizard of the East, who ruled the world along with the Greatest Dark Wizard of the West, Voldemort.

And that's when Harry realized that he was being born; he was covered in blood and had the body of a baby; there was a lot of blood on the bed and an umbilical cord attached to his little belly.

"What a humiliation," Harry thought.

It was indeed very humiliating for him to be in this situation, the Great Dark Lord being born again.

The room around was very chic; it became clear to Harry that he was born into a high elite; he only prayed at this moment to all the gods that he didn't even believe in so that he had not been born into a Muggle family.

But the fact of the absence of Muggle technology in the room and the use of magic candles gave him hope once again.

And then an old woman picked up Harry, and he clearly showed his dissatisfaction, and she went on to say, "It's a boy, Milady." Said the midwife in a submissive and cautious tone.

The woman who had just given birth seemed dissatisfied with the result and refused to even look at her son's face, turning her face and saying, "A disappointment indeed."

That's when Harry made eye contact with the midwife, and she was highly startled and dropped Harry on the bed and jumped back with a look of extreme terror on her face.

Harry fell on the bed but was cushioned by the incredible softness of the bed, probably enchanted with magic.

And the woman who had given birth to Harry shouted loudly, "You incompetent!! Useless! Do you think that just because I refused to take this child in my arms, you have the right to drop it rudely like that?!"

Harry realized that the accent and way of speaking of his mother indicated that she probably came from a noble family, and that satisfied Harry; apparently fate had been generous with him and made him born into a family of noble lineage.

That's when Harry made eye contact with his "new mother" for the first time and noticed peculiar things.

The woman was pale with blue eyes that looked like translucent sapphires; she was a very beautiful woman if it weren't for her tired and exhausted face covered in sweat. And her hair was shaved and her body covered in magical runes all over it. Perhaps for this reason they had shaved her hair, and it is very likely that the purpose of these runes was something related to childbirth.

She wore a black robe covered in red runes as well, and the edges of this robe were soaked in blood.

That's when it repeated itself; his "mother" looked into his eyes and was equally terrified.

She soon shouted, "Get rid of this child! He is cursed and will bring ruin to our noble house!"

Well, at this point, Harry was a little worried. He had no idea what they saw in him that scared them so much, but his concern is because he still didn't know if he could defend himself against his attackers; after all, he had just been born and was attached to the umbilical cord.

He didn't want to die now. Come on, he had just been born!

That's when his "mother" broke the umbilical cord with her own hands, but much to the contrary of what was expected, Harry did not cry, not even a grunt.

And this only further affirmed the certainty of his supposed "mother", and she stated: "I told you! This thing doesn't even cry!"

"Seriously, 'thing'?" Harry had a very bad first impression of this woman.

That's when two men entered the room with wands in their hands upon hearing the orders of the probable matriarch of this house.

And that's when Harry thought it was his end—that an old and well-dressed man stood between Harry and his attackers, he exclaimed, saying: "Stop it at once! A bunch of ignorant idiots!"

And in the same instant everyone stopped, and even the matriarch's expression eased, as if accepting the old man's authority. Harry wondered if he was his supposed "father", the patriarch of this house.

And then, as if to answer his question, the matriarch said: "Godi, for what reason the abrupt interruption?"

This seemed to be the religious leader who acted in this house.

"Haven't you learned anything from what were taught to you, Garland?!" Said Godi of the family angrily "Just because it scares you doesn't mean you should exterminate your own child!"

"But..." Garland tried to justify himself.

"You haven't learned anything from what was taught at all, have you? Your family has served evil spirits for generations! The eyes are the window of your soul, Garland; the eyes of this child exude such negative energy; the soul of this child is possessed by dark magic! Such peculiarity can only mean that the spirits to whom your family serves have blessed Your Grace with a child who bears the mark of the spirits to whom we serve!" He said, covered in certainty in his speech, that this man exuded wisdom in his way of behaving.

Harry thanked him for having his skin saved by this man.

He finally understood why they were so terrified when they made eye contact with him; probably his eyes from his past life, if we can call it that, remained in him in this new body. This explains why so much terror since his appearance in his past life was terrifying because of so many times he divided his soul; he was more of a monster than a human being.

And then Godi completed: "Being terrified of such a blessing only shows that you lack deep knowledge about the negative spirits of magic."

So Godi picked up Harry and held him up high and declared in a loud voice, "I name him Jason Occulimalus, the evil eye that saves!"

After that, Garland finally received Harry as his son and took him in his arms and declared, "Blessed is the day of your name, Jason, my child, for you will bring great blessings to this House."

And from then on, Harry became Jason; this is his new name.


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I already have all the first book written (more than double of the first JKR book); I just have to translate it to English because I wrote it in my mother tongue.

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