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Voldemort is dead.
At the very edge of his fading consciousness, when even hatred is beginning to thin out, he hears a voice in his mind. The tone is bright. Cheerful. Almost delighted.
【Would you like to start over?】
Tom Marvolo Riddle does not hesitate. Of course he chooses yes. Of course he will start over. He did not shred his soul into decorative fragments just to accept defeat at the hands of a teenage idiot.
【There may be a tiny little price.】
Tom does not care. A price is nothing. He has already paid in blood, sanity, humanity, and basic facial integrity. If starting over is possible, he will pay again.
He opens his eyes.
The great Dark Lord finds himself in the year 1991, back inside Wool's Orphanage.
Except something is very, very wrong.
He is no longer Tom Riddle.
He is now Tamara Riddle, an eleven year old girl.
And as if that cosmic humiliation were not enough, he has been forcibly bound to a damned Virtue System.
【Welcome to the Virtue System!】
【To grow stronger, you must earn Virtue Points.】