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Chapter 2 - Chapter 2: DarkLords and The Leaky Cauldron

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(He started by having 10 in each stats. From the achievements he gained some. And he also got some from his perks (it starts at level zero and then each 5 levels for example) and titles.)

Chapter 2: DarkLords and The Leaky Cauldron

Even if you master the mind arts and unravel many mysteries of mind, nostalgia is something that makes you confused.

I smelled mold and I knew in a second that I was in my bedroom, in the orphanage. How could I forget that torture house? I never had enough food to feel the satisfaction of being full. Most people cannot comprehend the joy of having food in the house. The joy of warm bread, the bread that I was prepared to kill for it.

I felt like I was 10 again and all of those memories and feeling crumbled down on me and I started crying. The crybaby darklord is crying. Haha … funny. But because my suppressed feelings returned recently, I lacked emotional maturity and tolerance. I needed to practice and experience.

After a minute I pulled my shit together and got up and looked around. It seemed that I was around 9-10 years old. It was a shared bedroom. On a bed beside mine there was a bed that my roommate slept in.

Michael Green. My first friend and beginning of my downfall toward darkness. His death in the hands of other kids made me a cruel one.

I cleared my mind and with a doubtful voice said:

"Status?"

A blue page opened in front of me.

[Name: Tom Riddle

Titles: The Phoenix Lord (+10 Vit per 10 levels)

Race: Human

Level: 1 (0%)

HP: 250/250

MP: 330/330

STR: 12

VIT: 25

DEX: 12

INT: 33

WIS: 25

AP: 0

Money: 0 G 0 S 0 K / 0$

Perks: Master of Magick[Lvl2], Inner Control[Lvl1], Dark Master, Genius / PP: 0 (+4 INT and +WIS per 5 lvls, +1 INT per level)

Traits:, Touched by death, MetaMorph, ParselMouth / TP: 0]

Even though returning to the world of living and this game thing was exciting, I needed to focus on myself.

What did I want in my life? What was I supposed to do? Now that I knew there is another world and there are all these parallel universes, was I supposed to be a good guy? There is an omniscient like being watching I guess, and I don't know how I should react!

'Can I even get laid without the stress of god watching me? Well, maybe if I develop Exhibitionism I might.'

'I don't plan on changing what I've become for them. I don't want their heavens or their hell. I'll find my path toward immortality again, and this time, I won't make the same mistakes.'

I sat on my bed and said to myself.

'First things first. Mind Arts.'

My mind had many secrets that had to be kept safe so I started meditating.

[New Skill!

Mind Arts [Level 0/100]

- Occlumency [1/25] (defense)

- Legilimency [0/25] (offense)

- Mind design [0/25] (memory and efficiency)

- ??? [0/25]]

'Wew! I was only a master of Occlumency and even the Legilimency that I mastered was considered an obscure art. I read stories about mind design on ancient tomes but not the exact knowledge! And what the hell is the last one? Mastering the question marks?'

I continued.

*Ding*

A new window appeared.

[New Skill!

Meditation [Level 1/50]

Passive: +2% mental power

Active: +5% Mind Arts exp gain and mental fatigue recovery

A way to cultivate your mind, stay still and you'll become a god! But your nose is itchy, fuck godhood, scratch it.]

'Funny' I thought with a mental poker face.

After an hour the door in my room opened and Michael came in.

He looked beaten. His face was covered in bruises and two lines of blood came down his head.

I looked at him with surprise and he smiled with dead eyes. His life was even worse than me. They called me a freak and avoided me, and if they wanted to hurt me, the only way was to hurt Michael. But I won't let that happen again.

- Sit down Michael let me see that.

I got up and went to get a small and old first aid kit that we filled with pieces of cloth and some tape.

I brought the kit to the bed where he laid down.

- Do you trust me Michael?

He looked at me like I was crazy.

- Of course Tom. I thought it was evident.

He was couple of years older than me, but because we knew I had magic, he acted as if he was the same age or younger than me and always listened to me.

I pushed some magic into my hand and a new page appeared.

[New Skill!

Wandless Magic [Level 1/200]

Passive: +2% power amplification, -1% consumption

Skill upgrade: level 50 – elemental branch of wandless magic

Those wand polishers are losers, they lose their eyesight after a while. If you don't use a wand they can't beak it.]

I ignored the page and pushed more magic in my hand. I didn't know healing magic, but I knew some basic spells for first aid.

Magic moved from my hand and Michael's bruises completely disappeared.

He was surprised and got up to look at himself in the mirror.

- You … You … You can control it now?

- Yes Michael. We don't need to be scared of them anymore. I wanted to ask you if you want to come with me or not. I want to leave this place tomorrow. If you are interested I can search a way for you to gain supernatural powers like me.

Michael couldn't believe what he heard.

- Are you … Are you telling the truth?

I pushed my magic again and levitated the beds slowly and put them back again.

- Yes, I am. Are you in or out?

- Of course I'll come with you!

I smiled.

- Then let's plan. I need some information first.

**

The year was January of 1991. If I remembered correctly, it was the year I tried to steal the philosopher stone. Such a disgraceful defeat. My 11 birthday was coming up on January 29th and I had less than a year to get a place in wizarding world and understand the overall situation before I go to Hogwarts. Also I needed to check how they use magic now. Also I had to reach Occlumency mastery by then. I didn't want intruders in my head.

I told Michael to wait 2 days. I wanted to practice some memory charms and mind bending techniques. Which brought my Legilimency to level 3. Also a level in Healing arts.

Meditation: 1 -> 5

Occlumency: 1 -> 6

Wandless Magic: 1 -> 4

Legilimency: 0 -> 3

Healing arts: 0 -> 1

My experience in the Mind Arts were more than wandless magic so I experienced faster with that.

After I made sure none of these stupid caretakers and other orphans remember us, I decided that it's time for us to leave.

Thant night we filled our bags with food and some water bottles. I used minor AOE stupefy to make sure no one is awake. Locked doors also opened with a simple Alohomora. And we also took all of our documents.

I couldn't perform complex magic now. But a simple roaring flames spell was nothing for a darklord like me.

We left as the orphanage was burning in flames. Am I the same Lord Voldemort? No! Am I going to stop killing people and wizards? Probably not either.

Even if someone survived those flames they couldn't remember us, so I wasn't worried at all.

After a while I saw some notifications come up.

[Notification: You killed a human! +20% exp]

[Notification: You killed a human! +20% exp]

[Notification: You killed a human! +20% exp]

[Notification: You killed a human! +20% exp]

[Notification: You killed a human! +20% exp]

[You leveled up! +1 to all stats, +5 AP, +1 INT (Genius Perk)]

[Notification: You killed a human! +18% exp]

[Notification: You killed a human! +18% exp]

[Notification: You killed a human! +18% exp]

[You leveled up! +1 to all stats, +5 AP, +1 INT (Genius Perk)]

[You leveled up! +1 to all stats, +5 AP, +1 INT (Genius Perk)]

[Hidden Trait's conditions met:

- Kill 50 humans using flames (Check)

Trait: Arsonist

Passive: All fire related spells gain +50% boost in power and -25% consumption of magic, Learning speed of fire related spells +100%]

[Notification: You killed a human! +15% exp]

And it stopped when I was level 4(75%). My stats improved a bit which was a happy welcome.

Level: 1 (0%) -> 4(75%)

HP: 250/250 -> 280/280

MP: 330/330 -> 390/390

STR: 12 -> 15

VIT: 25 - > 28

DEX: 12 -> 15

INT: 33 -> 39

WIS: 25 -> 28

AP: 0 -> 15

It seemed my Intelligence (INT) controlled my magical energy pool or as it said MP, and my Vitality (VIT) controlled my HP or health. It seemed I needed to try to figure out more details of this later.

We were at the slums of London. Without electricity, Muggles were stuck in their progress and the rate of welfare decreased greatly, so the slums grew more than ever in London.

We walked towards Charing Cross road, hoping to get into Diagon Alley. I needed to make more links for that.

I could try to apparate there, but that would be really suspicious in my previous world, as kids shouldn't be taught how to apparate. And also he didn't know how things changed in this world, so I couldn't apparate. Plus, I wanted to look around the muggle world.

If things didn't go well in the magical world I didn't mind settling down somewhere between muggles until I relearn most of my magical powers.

I knew how to put wards. But I was sure I couldn't do anything complicated, only the simplest ones. But with couple of years of practice, I could gain at least 30% of my power (Considering becoming an adult has lots of magical benefits and no rituals of power).

But even 30% of my peak power was way more than the level of aurors.

We walked in the city. I tried surface thought reading of people who walked in the street, for safety measures and practice. There were couple of times that some thugs wanted to rob us, but I forced some serious headaches on them and made them forget us.

I was around 11pm that we found the wizarding pub called Leaky Cauldron. Michael was confused of what I was talking about when I said we arrived. I put my hands on his shoulders and he saw the door.

We walked towards the door and I didn't see a handle. I pushed the door but it didn't open like usual. So I knocked.

There was a small window that opened on top of the door. I could see the top half of Tom's face, the owner of Leaky Cauldron. In my past life the fact that we shared a name annoyed me, but I didn't feel the same now.

- Who are you?

He asked in an angry and wary voice.

- Hello sir, my name is Tom Riddle and this is my friend Michael Green. A stranger came to our orphanage and said that I'm a wizard and need to come here to learn to control my powers.

- This is not a school boy. We do not teach magic.

A woman's sound from behind the door said in an angry voice:

- Oh just let them in, will you? They are just two small boys. We have enough wards for any troubles.

I tried to look as innocent as I could be, which came out as a weird poker face.

Tom closed that small window and I could hear a couple of unlocking sounds.

The door opened and I could see Tom behind the door. It was a bit nostalgic.

He said "Any funny business and I'll hand you to aurors."

- Thank you sir.

We thanked him and saw a woman approaching us as we walked in.

She was an old grandmother like woman with white hair.

- We rarely have any customer in the shop here that come using that door. Only our usual customers who are keyed to the ward come, or we send the food for the parties. My name is Madam Alcott. I'm Tom's wife. Are you boys hungry?

We walked a lot so we both nodded.

- It's a rare sight to see a muggleborn witch or wizard these days. Before you go through Diagon alley or staying here I need to do some dark magic detection check-ups. Is that alright with you guys?

I didn't have any dark rituals done to my body yet, and also barely used some utility magic till we came here. So it was fairly safe. So we nodded again.

Michael asked:

- Is that going to hurt?

Madam Alcott laughed and said: "No my child." And she waved her wand couple of times. "See? Finished, And no pain." She continued, "We have some intention wards here to see if anyone is a danger to this place or Diagon Alley, that's why usually and trouble makers are caught fast. You two are safe, we just want to see if anything is put on your body without you knowing."

She waved her wand couple of times again toward me and told Tom: "They are safe". He nodded and I could see some tension that left his body. He was under a lot of stress because of our presence. We started eating some soup and some beans on toast for dinner.

- So who are you boys? And how you hid yourself from both darklords?

Madam Alcott asked us.

- Darklords?

- Ah, you are clueless then. There are 8 darklords active around the Europe. 2 are here in UK, while 3 others have connections and sometimes perform their attacks here. You could think of them as magical bad guys with armies. Since the rise of Lord Cynric, The Impure Lord, Master of Blood, nearly all of muggleborn children were kidnapped by him to raise them as his soldiers. This happened 3 to 4 years ago.

I wanted to know more about the current darklords so I asked:

- Who are the current darklords?

Tom was a bit annoyed and said:

- Do not call their names so easily boy. I still don't know how you ran away from that monster. But even if you are just a normal wizard, I don't want you to bring misfortune to my store by talking about them boy.

His wife seemed unhappy and said:

- Oh shush Tom. They are just curious children. I'll explain it to you.

Even though Tom was glaring daggers at her, she continued:

- In UK we have Lord Cynric and Mr. Floyd, they call them. Lord Cynric is a blood magician whose army is mostly made of muggleborn wizards. Mr. Floyd is a battle mage darklord who uses both muggle and wizard means to fight. His army is vast and he controls parts of muggle world of UK.

Tom who felt defeated just gave in and joined the explanation and added in a tired voice:

- There is also the Astral Mage, Lady Carline. She is a darklady on the rise. In one or two years she will have the same influence as the other two.

His wife continued:

- Hope not. Order of Queen is working really hard to nip it in the bud. They don't want another darklord or darklady at work. Anyway, there is "Tobias the cruel" in Germany. Warlock of Ancient Demons, Demnok Lannik in Netherlands. In Italy there are two. Macro and Maria Deathbringer, a sibling became a darklord and a darklady. And Lord Rawlins, The wolflord from Sweden. And in France there is …

She was a bit hesitant and Tom shouted:

- For god's sake woman. You want to call his name here? Are you insane?

She summoned a piece of paper and with a move of his wand a sentence appeared on it.

"Supreme Darklord of Europe, Doombringer, the Grandmaster of DarkArts, Lord Grindelwald the Undead"

To be continued …

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Name: Tom Riddle

Titles: The Phoenix Lord (+10 Vit per 10 levels)

Race: Human

Level: 4(75%)

HP: 280/280

MP: 390/390

STR: 15

VIT: 28

DEX: 15

INT: 39

WIS: 28

AP:15

Money: 0 G 0 S 0 K / 0$

Perks: Master of Magick[Lvl2], Inner Control[Lvl1], Dark Master, Genius / PP: 0 (+4 INT and +WIS per 5 lvls, +1 INT per level)

Traits:, Touched by death, MetaMorph, ParselMouth, Arsonist(NEW!!) / TP: 0]

Skills:

Wandless Magic [Level 4/200]

Meditation [Level 5/50]

Mind Arts [Level 9/100]

(Occlumency [6/25] |Legilimency [3/25] | Mind design [0/25] | ??? [0/25])

Healing arts: [Level 1/80]