Ash Lancaster was a normal 37 y-o muggle man, whose main occupation was writing and reading fantasy novels. One day he decides to reopen the notebook his grandfather had once given him as a family heirloom, and read its content. All of a sudden, Ash finds himself in the streets of an unknown town, in the cold of November 1995. What will he do when he is taken in by non-other than the Dark Lord himself ? And how will he react when he finds out that the man who has always terrified him as a kid isn't what he seems to be ? Will Ash survive, thrown into an unknown world ravaged by war, in which everyone has magic but him ? Warnings : BL, curses, light bashing, explicit content, torture scenes, gore,attempted rape, irregular updates, short chapters, bad writing (basically my first book) maybe Harry Potter spoilers This is a fanfiction, which means that not everything sticks to the HP books. If you see something that's out of place, feel free to comment or question it, but please don't be rude or disrespectful of my work. I don't own anything except the plot and MC, all credits go to J.K. Rowling. Story inspired by many hp fanfics, and the main idea is from "The dark lord's literary appreciation society" by Klari. I also don't own any of the art in the book. Credits to the owner(s).
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