Being reborn in Harry Potter

Chapter 01

Chapter One - Not All Bad Guys Go to Hell

Why?

That's what I asked God when we came face-to-face after I died. I couldn't understand why I didn't go to hell when I could have had direct passage—me, taking the privilege of meeting God in person when other people didn't even get a chance to see him.

Of course, he mentioned that he was not the only one to have these personal audiences, but he was still one of the millions who had this opportunity. So he responded that I was one of the lucky ones to have a soul strong enough to be reborn. He also explained that it didn't matter if I was good or bad; I was still one of his creations.

For someone like me who, although an atheist, believed in the existence of God, it was quite interesting from a cynical perspective; after all, we were just one of the projects that he created in his garage and put us here in his universe. Whether he had a plan for each of us or gave us free will didn't matter to me. I am also cynical enough to think similarly to him: Why would you care so much about one cow when you have millions of them?

After some existential talk, we moved on to the part where he would have me reincarnated in another world. I expected that, as well as the wishes, although it was a pity I had no choice where to go.

When we started talking about wishes, I took a few moments to select my wishes. For starters, they didn't have to break the balance, but it's not like they were useless wishes; after all, there are many ways to have strengths without the need to be a super Sayajin.

My first wish, or at least the first one granted to me after a long list that was denied, was to possess Merlin's learned spells of the 7 deadly sins. Of course, there were clauses in these powers, and that was that I had to, even though I would already know how to cast them; they would be at level 1, so I had to train them personally, something that didn't hurt me at all.

The next wish fulfilled was Shao Kahn's soul magic, because, although Shang Tsung was a master of souls, the real master was the one who taught him, and that was Shao Kahn. Although it also limited my abilities, the emperor of the outside world could absorb souls so brutally as to steal billions of souls with a wave of his hand from an entire realm, so yes, I was nerfed again, but that's good enough for me.

My last wish took another time, but we finally came to the arrangement that my magic could be manipulated as if it were Naruto's chakra. Why this wish? Well, simply put, magic without a wand in Harry Potter is almost null, not to mention that I would be limited to using magic only with a wand unless I had powerful magic and was older. So having the versatility of how chakra works in magic would give me a great advantage to manipulate, enhance, and control my magic without the need for a wand, plus I could create super easy spells, or at least, easier than they would be in Harry Potter.

And with this, I was ready.

Merlin's spells would be of great help to have a good arsenal in my power, and soul magic would help me to face tedious enemies like horrocruxes and dementors, besides increasing my strength or someone else's, and, finally, my increased facility to be able to use magic as if it were chakra. Not that I had experience, but I know it will be much easier...I hope.

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God modified a few things for my birth into this world but made sure that it didn't interfere with almost anything of the main thing, so my birth was fairly common, well, enough since I was born into a pureblood magical family, more specifically, House Black.