Harry Talks To Dumbledore After Death

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"I just wanted the pain to stop. What's so wrong with that?!" Ren Blackwood, a teenage boy with a failing body, suffered through his torturous existence. The doctors told him to fight. His family whispered false hope. But he knew the truth—there was no miracle waiting for him. So he made a choice. He pulled the plug. But death didn’t bring peace. It brought something far worse. Instead, he awakens in The Wretched Vale, a horrific world where agony has no end. Where lost souls wander endlessly, trapped in never-ending cycles of suffering. Here, pain is eternal—and no one can escape. While those around him became broken by torment, Ren refused to give in. Every death took pieces of him, both physically and mentally, as his humanity slipped further and further from his grasp. To survive, Ren must face the horrors of this afterlife, confronting the darkest parts of himself. Can he find a way to escape this endless cycle of death, or will he be lost to it forever? In a world where suffering is unrelenting, can a soul truly break free—or does it become one with the torment?

Matías Castleboard was humanity's last shield. A soldier. A hero. A killer. He died bringing peace... but found no rest. Reincarnated as Kael Lanpar, heir to the most powerful clan on the continent of Mayora, he now lives in a world of ancient magic, forgotten races, and gods who play with the threads of existence. However, his past has not disappeared. The scars of his former life bleed into this one, and with each memory that emerges, Kael sinks deeper into a dilemma that few could bear: Can a second life offer redemption... or only more condemnation? But there is something worse than trauma and war. Knowledge. Because the more Kael discovers about this world—and about himself—the more he understands that the truth does not set him free: it destroys him. And at the end of the road, what awaits him is not an enemy, but something even worse, something we all know but do not understand. A conscience. A truth that cannot be unlearned. A dark and introspective fantasy story about second chances, traumas that never die, and the price of knowing too much. Ideal for readers who seek more than battles: they seek meaning.

A girl was born with formidable powers only heard of in tales of the legend. Her mother was killed the very same day she was born by her father in cahoots with his mistress to seize the position of the emperor. She was thought to be dead but she survive and was raised by her mother's maid in a town days away from the Imperial capital where no one knew or cared about their origin. Years passed and the girl grew into a very strong and joined war band as a doctor and later retired for no reason and got married. While in the marriage her husband's mistress tried to kill her and pushed her off the cliff, few years passed and she came back for revenge.

At 6 years old, Abaddon awakens in a world of magic that hates transmigrants. With humanity fighting against demons, purifiers are their only hope. Edward Hawthorne, one of them, offers him a deal: pretend to be a Hawthorne and become a purifier, hiding his true identity so he can return home. But during his examination in the underworld, Abaddon is cursed with an anomalous ability called blood bond, turning him into the slave of an ancient bloodthirsty demon. Forced to kill monsters to feed his curse, Abaddon is dragged into a world where survival depends on death... and he cannot use magic to defend himself. His only option: kill everything or die trying.

Where are greatest assassins forged if not the assassin academies. What controls power if not the Assassins. Well our protagonist is a trainee to be an assassin but can he survive the battles ahead? Well he gets a kind linkage with a demon's blood and hasn't known his potentials until now. He is the finest of the Assassins. One shafted from the best as their best but then being a Demon Assassin is a lot trouble already as the world hates the demon's. He has to watch his back and every move. //20 power stones and 3 bonus chapters. Please let's work towards helping this book get contracted.//

Our main character, Yahuda, dies at the age of 20 in a pitiful way. After his death, his soul is taken to the Araf entities not bound by the threads of fate. And there, his journey begins... for a second chance.

Book 2 is underway! In the fractured elven realm of Elysium, five clans: High, Sun, Dark, Moon, and Forest elves. They live divided by centuries old prejudice and scars from a devastating civil war. Once united, the clans now linger in distrust, their lands and cultures isolated. As a dark and ancient evil begins to stir, threatening both Etherworld, the realm of the living, and Netherworld, the land of the dead, the fragile balance between life and death is on the brink of collapse. To prevent the realm’s descent into chaos, an unprecedented marriage is arranged between the two most powerful clans. Orion, the first female high elf born in over a millennium and the physical embodiment of Nether, the god of death, is forced to wed Theo, the fiery sun elf prince tied to Ether, the god of life. Their union is a political maneuver to bridge the divide between their peoples, but it quickly becomes clear that their destiny is far greater than a mere treaty. Together, they are thrust into the heart of a prophecy that foretells the unification or destruction of Elysium. As unrest brews among the clans, Orion and Theo embark on a perilous journey to unite the elves against the rising darkness. Their path takes them through glittering courts, ancient ruins, and shadowed forests as they unravel the secrets of the gods who created their world. Along the way, they recruit allies from each of the clans and face enemies who would see their union and the realm destroyed. Confronting their own fears, the weight of their lineage, and the volatile magic they wield, Orion and Theo must not only learn to trust each other but also embrace the duality of their powers, life and death, to stand against an unimaginable evil. This sweeping epic unfolds against a backdrop of high stakes and rich world-building. Political intrigue, action-packed battles, and a desperate struggle for unity drive the story forward as the clans grapple with their shared history and the choices that will determine their future. The fate of Elysium hangs in the balance as Orion and Theo fight to bridge a chasm forged by war, all while standing at the precipice of an apocalypse that could consume both https://discord.gg/EaCweqX3

Genre: Dark Fantasy, Supernatural, Comedy, Psychological, Adventure Main Themes: Life, Death, Bureaucracy, Morality, Identity, Rebirth

At twenty-seven, a young man marked by hopelessness and world weariness faces the ultimate dilemma: life or death. At the threshold of his destiny, his decision remains shrouded in mystery. When he opens his eyes, he is no longer who he used to be. Now he is Drake Sapphirús, a man with a new existence in an unknown world. Is this a second chance or an echo of a choice he will never remember making? He will face challenges that will test his will, unravel the secrets of his sealed past, and discover if this rebirth is a blessing...or a new kind of damnation.

A sus veintisiete años, un joven marcado por la desesperanza y el hastío del mundo enfrenta el dilema definitivo: la vida o la muerte. En el umbral de su destino, su decisión permanece envuelta en el misterio. Cuando abre los ojos, ya no es quien solía ser. Ahora es Drake Sapphirús, un hombre con una nueva existencia en un mundo desconocido. ¿Es esto una segunda oportunidad o el eco de una elección que nunca recordará haber hecho? Enfrentará desafíos que pondrán a prueba su voluntad, desentrañará los secretos de su pasado sellado y descubrirá si este renacimiento es una bendición... o un nuevo tipo de condena.

NOT ALWAYS HERO WIN

A throne is more than just a seat—it is the embodiment of power, control, and destiny. It is a symbol of authority, conferring dominion over those who kneel before it. But a throne is never freely given; it must be earned, taken, or fought for. And in the pursuit of such power, men become monsters, kingdoms fall, and history is written in blood. There are many thrones, each tied to a different force, each carrying a different kind of power. Some rule over nations, others over realms unseen. Some are forged by divine right, others by sheer will and conquest. But one truth remains constant—no throne is ever empty for long. What happens when people desire it? Wars ignite. Betrayals are born. Bloodlines are erased. Those who reach for a throne must be willing to pay the price, for it does not grant power freely—it demands sacrifice. And yet, the hunger for power is eternal. So the question is not who will sit upon the throne. The question is—who will survive it?

She died in fire. She woke in bone. Now, she returns in silence. Velrona Azaeth was a legend—The Mourning Saint of the Obsidian Veil. Necromancer. Cult matriarch. A woman who whispered to the dead and ruled the living. Feared by empires. Worshipped by thousands. Betrayed by her own disciples. They burned her alive. They thought death would silence her. Instead, Velrona awakens in the crypt of her execution—stripped of voice, body, and power. Her soul is bound by the **Dead Woman’s System**, a cruel, sentient mechanism that offers her one stolen ability per day… but only from those she personally killed. Some gifts are glorious. Others are memories best left buried. Now a formless presence drifting between corpses and shadows, Velrona must claw her way back into a world that has twisted her legacy into lies and turned her sect into fractured cults ruled by traitors. To reclaim her power—or to destroy what remains of it—she must possess the dead, haunt the living, and outmaneuver a system that may not be on her side. But every step forward costs her a piece of herself. Every stolen body brings back a face she once condemned. And somewhere beyond the system’s cold arithmetic, someone is watching her rebirth with far too much familiarity…

[WSA entry] [Female lead] [Endless death: Every death of you becomes your power. The more unique and gruesome the death is, so the power.] Everyone wanted to survive, but Noah wanted to die. Not because she hated to live. It's just she was someone too greedy for power. After all every death of her became her power. Being a slum rat Noah wanted nothing more than to fill her stomach every day. However, she never anticipated herself being dragged by her brother to an Aspect awakening ceremony and becoming a legacy at all! And she never expected her brother to sell her to an adventure guild to become their master guide! Worst of all, every mission she took became Calamity grade!

Death Inc. is being reworked from the ground up under a new title: Death//Link. This version won’t follow the old release mindset. No more rushing for attention, just better writing, longer chapters, and a focus on quality. The story will be rebuilt at its own pace, as a passion project. Expect improvements across everything: pacing, structure, and overall tone. ************************************** After the end of the world, [REDACTED] awakens in a realm where death holds new meaning. Burdened by fractured memories and bound by a forgotten Accord, he must navigate a reality shaped by powers he does not yet understand. Each life he claims strengthens his hold. Every soul becomes a step toward a truth far darker than he ever imagined. Fueled by the shards of his past, [REDACTED] walks a razor's edge between uncovering the fate of the world he once knew and confronting shadows far closer and more personal than he realizes. When every soul counts and survival demands profit from death, killing is no longer a tragedy. It is a business. -------------------------------------------- Discord | haise1745

Nyumetsu, a twelve year old boy, enters a dungeon labyrinth with a large party, but everyone dies except Nyumetsu. He discovers that the dungeon labyrinth is actually a palace where his family members lived. His family was a royal family that had a curse of dying early. The twelve thousand, three hundred, sixty ninth king, with his remaining powers, baptizes Nyumetsu as the last member of the family, making him the next inheritor of the throne. Nyumetsu becomes the prince and now possesses the authority and powers of Death Casino. Will he be able to find a way to remove the curse despite his short lifespan?

They were five the night it happened. But the photo shows six. A decade ago, they entered a house no one speaks of and left behind something or someone they were never supposed to forget. Now, strange messages, vanished memories, and a shadow that shouldn’t exist begin to tear their lives apart one by one. Secrets buried deep are resurfacing. The house is calling them back. And the sixth one is waiting. But here’s the real question... If none of them remember him… why does he remember all of them?

Anita White gave up everything for love. Her family. Her power. Her legacy. Eight years ago, she found David. He was poor, brilliant, naive, and loyal. Or so she believed. She built his empire from the ground up, turning a nobody into a billionaire. But when betrayal came, it was more than infidelity. David Blackwood shattered her body, her mind, and her soul—infecting her with disease, killing her child, and freezing her out of the very world she created. But Anita is a White. And now, she’s coming home. Back in the arms of the most ruthless family in the country, Anita must navigate corporate warfare, mafia politics, and deadly alliances. To take down David—whose saintly public image masks darker secrets than she ever imagined—Anita turns to the one man she vowed never to see again: Maverick Ravenswood, a mafia kingpin with questionable loyalty and a dangerous obsession. And then there’s Killian Wellington. The childhood fiancé whose life was destroyed, and who may want revenge... or something far more complicated. As secrets unravel and past sins come to light, Anita realizes the betrayal goes deeper than one man. She was never the queen... she was just a pawn in someone else’s game. But now? She’s about to burn the board with Maverick on her right, Killian on her left, and her father, Reginald White behind her. #Slowburn

⚠️ What if the only way to see tomorrow... was to kill someone today? Ash is just a high school student—until time stops moving. The same day repeats. Again. And again. And the only rule to escape the loop is brutal: Kill to move forward. Spare someone... and stay trapped. With his mother dying in a hospital bed and his sanity cracking under the weight of guilt, Ash is forced into a deadly game with time itself. But what happens when killing becomes routine? And who will be left… when there's no one left to kill? ⏱️ Time resets. Guilt doesn’t.

In the year 2135, on the Blue Planet, a massive tower clawed its way into the sky — black as night, wreathed in a gloomy aura that devoured the sun, the moon, and the hopes of humanity. At that moment, every human received a system — a power that felt almost like a game, complete with levels, abilities, and stat screens. But it wasn’t a game. The system’s warning was clear and merciless: Clear every ten floors within six months, or the tower will devour your world. Three years had passed since the tower’s arrival. Humanity clawed its way up, floor by floor, desperate to survive. No one knew how many floors there were — only that each one was deadlier than the last. And now, in this desperate struggle, Alem and his friends had reached Floor 41, hoping to hunt monsters and level up, to grow strong enough to keep climbing. But they hadn’t expected this. In the depths of a dark dungeon, Alem fought for his life. A monstrous angel, wreathed in divine light, bore down on him like the wrath of the heavens. Its level didn’t even appear on the system — an anomaly, a creature not meant to exist on Floor 41. “Run!” Alem shouted to his comrades. “I’ll hold it back!” But betrayal came in the form of a friend’s blade, driven through his side in a moment of desperation. His best friend. The man who had fought by his side for sixteen years — almost two decades of laughter, hardship, and unspoken loyalty — turned his blade on him. “I’m sorry…” the man whispered, his voice raw with regret. “I have to save them. We can’t all die here.” Alem sank to his knees, blood gushing from the wound, warm and sticky as it pooled around him. The world blurred as memories flickered through his mind: the countless nights they had spent side by side, dreaming of conquering the tower three years ago — the tower that demanded humanity clear every ten floors within six months or face extinction. He wanted to scream, to rage against the betrayal… but in the end, there was only emptiness. “So… this is how it ends,” Alem thought bitterly. His heart was too tired to rage, too worn out to even grieve the betrayal of someone he had trusted with everything. In the face of betrayal, he felt… nothing. The angel’s brilliance grew until everything was swallowed by white light. And then… time stopped. A figure appeared in the stillness, lounging in the air as though reclining on an invisible couch. She wore a stunning purple dress that shimmered with moonlight, her long, wavy purple hair framing her face. Her golden eyes, bright and divine, were half-lidded with sleepiness. “Ah… what a mess,” she drawled

A 666 Chapter of ghost stories to read before death. Can you reach 666?

Long ago, dragons reigned over a tranquil realm, where harmony prevailed and war was but a forgotten tale. That peace shattered the day one of their own turned traitor. His betrayal unleashed a brief yet devastating war—one that reshaped the world forever. In its wake, countless races were shackled in chains, and some were wiped from existence entirely. Then, as swiftly as it began, the Betrayer and his legion vanished into the Western lands, leaving ruin behind. Now, whispers of a prophecy—spoken long before the great conflict—begin to echo once more. Ominous signs surface across the lands, and dark banners stir in the West, bearing promises of carnage, conquest, and death. The final omen? A child, unlike any born before. Destiny speaks: "A child will come, marked by fate—born to save the world… or bring about its end. The choice is his alone." Follow the path of this boy as he walks the line between salvation and devastation. Will he rise as a beacon of hope… or plunge the world into darkness?

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——— I woke up to fingers running gently through my hair. At first, I thought I was dreaming, until the lullaby began. Low. Melodic. But wrong. It was that same language I'd heard through the walls, the one that makes your stomach twist and your teeth clench. She sat on the edge of my bed, I can’t see her face; it’s swallowed by the dark. But her hand keeps moving, slow and rhythmic, stroking my hair like she’s lulling something else to sleep. Her eyes are half-closed, swaying as she hums that twisted tune. And then I realize— I forgot to turn on my bedroom light before falling asleep. I kept my breathing slow and shallow, pretending to sleep. limbs screaming to move, to run, but something in me knows: Don’t let her know you’re awake. Don’t move. The singing stops. She sniffles. A choked, trembling sob leaks through her lips. She starts crying quietly, like she’s trying not to be heard. Like she’s afraid. “No...” she whispers, her voice cracking like a child’s. “He still dreams like a child… still soft…” I almost convince myself she’s sleep-talking— Until her hand suddenly tangles in my hair and pulls. I flinched and let out a sharp gasp. "Mama—!" She goes still. Her grip loosened… then shifts. Her fingers wrapped tightly around my trembling arms. Her face inches closer. I can smell her breath,..warm, wrong, too close. Her eyes are wide with terror. Her voice shakes as she hisses: “Don’t say anything." "Don’t say a word anymore.” I was too scared to speak. I couldn't even nod. She held me like that for a long, shuddering moment. Her breath was hot and ragged against my cheek. Her hands were too tight, like if she lets go, I’ll vanish. Her eyes darting around the room. Then, like a switch flipping, she goes completely still. "Mom?" I whispered, so softly it barely made a sound. She was at eye level with me. But she wasn't looking at me. She looked past me. Behind me.... No... no. It’s happening AGAIN. . This is not a safe novel. It's a collection of short, self-contained stories, each chapter unraveling a new descent, a different nightmare. Some stories are brief. Others not so. No heroes. No clean endings. Just answers that should have stayed buried. Read alone if you must. But don't say we didn't warn you. Reader Warning: This series contains psychological horror, disturbing imagery, death, and paranormal themes. Reader discretion is advised. Each chapter is a self-contained story, perfect for short, spine-tingling reads.

Elizabeth, a girl with an unusual personality is reincarnated into the body of a mute woman in what appeared to be medieval times. However, the people surrounding her seemed familiar. She had transmigrated as the dead villainess's older sister in a +19-rated novel she read long ago in her past life. Marianne, the previous owner of the body, had a tragic past. Abused by his obsessed older brother and little sister, the part of her soul left in the body doesn't give Elizabeth freedom. Now she will discover the truth behind Marianne's condition, experience unknown feelings, and recall her past to overcome these new difficulties. 'I'm gonna go crazy...how is it that this girl didn't even have her name mentioned in the novel?... some authors really are idiots...' _________________________________ Give some love to my other book too ^^~ • Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure * To find my book you have to either search the title or my pen name. It will not show on my profile. _________________________________ TAGS: #R18 #SlowPaced, #Romance, #Smut, #Medieval, #Trauma, #Father&Daughter... (Sigh... so many tags... do emphasise #SlowPaced ^^) _________________________________ This is an original Story ^^ Author: XimenoideX