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The world wrote Merope Gaunt into history as a dead woman.
Tom Riddle discovers otherwise.
A mother hidden by blood magic. A son destined for darkness. A prophecy that still refuses to change.
Voldemort rises exactly as history remembers-except this time, he remains human enough to wear his old face, patient enough to rule, and bound by one voice he cannot entirely ignore.
His mother's.
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