Bloody Potter Luck
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Last published Thu, May 15, 2025
Since I was 11 years old, I was trained for war. My mentor, Alastor Moody, taught me everything I needed to know.
When the war broke out, one by one, I lost my loved ones.
With a broken heart but carrying the fighting spirit of all the fallen, I led the survivors to victory.
In a fit of madness and despair, I decided to end my life - only to discover, to my endless misfortune, that I couldn't.
As if fate hadn't had enough fun already, it crowned me Master of Death.
Some Primordial Being appeared, very smug, and offered me a choice: stay in the wreckage of my world... or throw myself into another dimension.
Naturally, I picked the second option. I mean, how bad could it be?
I didn't realize Death had decided I was its new favorite chew toy.
Bloody Potter luck.
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This is the English Translation of the work Maldita suerte Potter by Pao95 ( https://archiveofourown.org/works/53081854/chapters/134301046) The original fic is in Spanish.
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