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HP: The Accounts of a Serial Dreamer

I am a dreamer. An existence different from a reincarnator. An existence different from a transmigrator. An existence different from a protagonist. A dreamer, somebody that had such vivid dreams, it was almost as if they were real. Yet, when a dreamer actually wakes up in a real body, what happens? No less, in a world of magic. But, what's up with all these op powers? --- Harry Potter Fanfic No harem. MC is an OC and is OP. Note: I don't own any of the characters that don't belong to me.

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A Dreamer - 0

"This isn't a dream."

Hearing this reverberating through my mind, I honestly doubted the statement for a second.

I mean, who would believe a voice that came from inside one's head?

"Yo, you awake yet?"

"Did I die?"

"Already with the questions? Thank god, well, you'll be a quick one then."

"Let me guess, my Karma or something was really high, and so I get to transmigrate to another world or something?"

"Yup, although, it wasn't because your karma was so great, it was because your karma was so bad."

"Wait, then why do I get this privilege?"

"I have no fucking clue. They just give me souls, and I reincarnate them. The higher one told me to reincarnated you and to use you negative karma points as payment. Honestly, due to the rules of the universe, I can already guess, but like, you probably gained so many negative karma points that the only way for the universe to balance itself was to sell you to a world to do good things."

"Do good? That's doable..."

"HOLY FUCK!"

"Hmm?"

"You literally have more negative karma points than your entire race combined! How the fuck does that even happen? Did you murder 1 million babies or something?"

"No, I'm just a dreamer."

"A dreamer?"

"Ah, on that note, could you please just give me one power from each of my 6 dreams?"

"W-w-what?"

Then, I had a feeling, as I felt the higher existence wanting to make a deal with me.

'Hmm... so I'll get one power from each of the 6 dreams, in return for a loss of something that makes me human for each one? Sure, why not?'

"Oh, wait, the higher one has already agreed to a different deal, welp, it looks like I'm going then. Cya!"

And then, total blackness, as I flipped off the lesser god.

...

I guess, y'all are due an explanation from me.

Honestly, I was just acting up, because that lesser god had been wasting my time, and loss of efficiency was one of my greatest pet peeves.

Even that acting up had been a little out of my boundaries.

I actually don't know why I had done it to be honest.

Maybe I just had too much frustration pent up or something.

Yet, I still didn't get why I had even spent all that energy working myself up.

Well, what was done was done, I would be getting a new body anyways.

As for the explanation for why they were calling me a dreamer, it was simple really.

I was a dreamer, somebody that spent the majority of their life dreaming.

Sure, I was basically viewed as a trash by everyone for sleeping all day, but, what could I say.

Dreaming was a form of escapism, something that everyone wanted.

They were probably just jealous of me, but like, I had no care for them.

To me, there were only my dreams and myself.

In the end, before I died, I had dreamed about 6 worlds.

This was probably where I had earned my negative karma points, as I had chosen the "evil" path in each and every single one of my dreams.

I mean, in my defense, I thought they were just dreams, not something real.

But, I guess they were, cause like, I was killing 100,000 people on a daily basis in some of those worlds.

Anyways, again, what was done is done, I couldn't go back to change anything, so I could only look to the future.

So, I just left my soul drift, as I figuratively closed my eyes on my past life, and entered this new one I had been given.

...

Waking up in a child's body, I couldn't help but start to shiver from the cold.

After all, I was currently in a hard-ass bed with only a blanket full of holes covering my body.

And then, I just continued to lay there, as I absorbed all the memories of this child.

Yeah, I just lay there, not moving.

No, this wasn't because of the pain, because there was none to be felt in the first place.

I had given up my sense of pain after the first transmigration after all.

And no, it wasn't because I was busy sorting the new memories that I had just received.

They sorted themselves.

I was laying on the bed unmoving, because…

…the caretaker was there.

I was a child in an orphanage, and bedtime had already passed an hour ago.

If I was caught awake…

…who knows what could happen?

Well, I would get scolded, but that would just be a pain in the ass.

Anyways, I just really didn't want any trouble as soon as I arrived.

I had already figured out the world, so I knew that I was going to face too much trouble in the future.

So I should enjoy the peace and quiet that came with being a kid… for now.

Which is exactly why, right after the caretaker left, I got out of bed and snuck out of the room.

Great life choices, right?

Running into the snow covered courtyard with only my thin pajamas on, I quickly sat on a bench so that my bare feet wouldn't get frostbite so soon.

I mean, I probably wouldn't get frostbite anyways because of my demonic body, but it was better to be safe rather than sorry.

Then, after studying my body for a little bit, truly making sure that the demonic body was actually working, I then ran over to a little corner of the courtyard of the orphanage, looking to open up the box that was hidden behind one of the bricks in the wall there.

The body that I had inhabited, the body of this little boy, had found this "secret" a few days earlier, but had been such a wimp that he had been too afraid to open the box.

But I definitely would.

Because I could already guess what was in the box, as the boy had experienced some, "interesting phenomena" after touching the box.

And so, I opened the box, and let a horcrux of Voldemort possess my body.

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A/N: Note, MC isn't aligned either good or neutral, but as Neutral Evil. Basically, he'll not needlessly do evil, but he'll do it whenever it spreads his influence, and sometimes, for the sake of evil itself.

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