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⸻ "What do you see in the mirror? A martyr for your cause or a tyrant in disguise?"
THE PEVERELL HEIR, one and only.
From the moment Kallias Peverell was born, he was destined for greatness, a name whispered with reverence, a legacy steeped in power and perfection. As the sole heir to the noble Peverell family, the wizarding world saw him as untouchable, a beacon of wealth and power. At Hogwarts, his charm and brilliance earned him admiration effortlessly, his presence commanding the attention of all who crossed his path.
Like many who walked these halls before him, Kallias's hunger for greatness began as a spark, a harmless ember of ambition. But it wasn't long before he stumbled upon a worn, leather-bound diary whose pages seemed to breathe with life. Its words dripped into his thoughts, curling around his mind like smoke, whispering secrets of ambition. What began as a fascination quickly became an obsession, and the once-bright heir found himself drowning in promises of power too intoxicating to resist.
The ink stained more than his hands- it corrupted his soul, weaving through his every thought. Approval was no longer enough; he demanded worship. Each page he turned tightened the grip of the diary's influence, feeding the dark fire within him. He began to see himself not as the heir to a legacy but as a figure worthy of divinity.
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⸻Warning;
As the story progresses, the themes will gradually become darker and more mature.
