Voldemort's POV:
As the Potter boy fought me that fateful night years ago, he vanquished me from my mortal body. But I did not die. Oh, no. I am no longer human, so death is impossible. I have cheated, nay, have gotten the better of that petty god, Thanatos. As my mortal flesh burned away, my essence was cast to Tartarus, my last resort plan to achieve my vengeance. I made a deal with the Pit itself, combining my "human" unpredictability and his godlike power. I know people think me to be delusional, to attempt to unchain myself from these pitiful mortal bonds. But to those I say, "What of your precious Dumbledore? Was he delusional? Was he merely a man who prattled on about being 'stronger together,' or being 'happy?' To 'pitying the living?' " I concede, I may be mad, but if I was mad to achieve true power and immortality, so was Albus Dumbledore, with his oxymorons and lunatic ravings about joy and togetherness. I leave this message, to ask those willing to listen. I will be back, and I will finish what I started.
Author's Note:
I hope this tides you over!! Oh, an unintentional Poseidon pun!!! I swear, Mr. D. had possessed my phone, because autocorrect keeps turning Annabeth into Annabell...
Stay sassy, Demigods and Wizards!!!
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