Death. Harry's life is over. He didn't walk to his death and face it. It dogged him all his life and now it's taken its due. Messing up in the Dursley house hold was never a good option. Harry had learned that the hard way. Now something lurks in the Scottish moors. Something that thrusts for blood. Something that was no longer a living creature. Read at your own discretion. I really did get personally sick while writing this. I warn everyone now. The first chapter is gruesome and there's more to come. Art's not mine. Credit to the artist for the awesome work.

Reborn stared down at the dead bodies of his so-called relatives with cold eyes, cold green eyes. In which Reborn is...reborn in the body of 10-year-old Harry Potter.

Kagome reincarnated for the second time and wonders what went wrong for her to come back again. Only the time, she's not a female, but a male stuntman who goes by the name Skull. Going through prejudice about her sexuality and rejecting a man named 'Checkerface.' Forced into the life of the mafia, Skull has to defend himself from the chaos.