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ephemeral
/əˈfem(ə)rəl/
adjective: to last for only a very short time; it is something fleeting, transient, or short-lived
Life is ephemeral, and that's what makes it so precious. Within the chaos of this fake world, we all endlessly scramble to build a true life-like a bird, building its nest amidst a storm.
There are moments when we are led to believe that eternity is a boon. But is it? To live endlessly through a life with no destination and no incentive, is that a life you truly want to live?
To some, the answer is an undeniable yes. To them, I pose a question: What are you willing to sacrifice for it? Because is a man with the whole world but no soul a man at all?
With that question in mind, I weave this tale where Tom Riddle meets his match long before he ever has the chance to become a foe.
Tom Riddle: a boy obsessed with escaping time itself, a fool chasing forever, and a prisoner to a life of imperfect eternity. He thinks he is the only monster calculating, waiting, and striking moves in the dark. For a man raised in borrowed silk with a tainted lineage, his self-conceit, obviously stemming from insecurity, is utterly blinding.
Little does prideful Tom know a brilliant girl with red manicured nails and a quiet boy with ocean blue eyes, far from the borders of Britain, have already stepped onto his board, plotting his downfall.
It's time Tom Riddle gets a taste of his own medicine, don't you think?
For a man who thinks he's indestructible, as long as he's armed, of course, what will happen when he faces opponents whose magic he can neither trace nor disarm?
Every man makes a mistake, a moment in life where he stands as a fool. Tom Riddle is about to learn what happens when you cross those who have already accepted always over forever.
A Tom Riddle Era Fanfiction
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