1 A deal with Death
This Friday night is my birthday. The 21st year Sean Connor is on Earth. And the least we can say is that luck smiled on me tonight. A pretty girl took me home from the nightclub right next to campus.
"OH YES!" The shouts of pleasure of this pretty brunette make me vibrate, pushing me to try to go ever further in her. Every move from my hips is a discharge of electricity that runs through my veins.
She stops me and turns around to get on her back. Her pointing nipples are an invitation that I cannot refuse. I place a kiss between her two breasts that I slowly raise towards her lips, caressing her curves with my hands for a long time. When my lips join hers, I push myself deeper into her with a single blow, snatching a new scream from her. I have a thought for this girl's poor neighbors, and I hope the walls have good insulation.
During this second of inattention, she sticks her nails in my back. The pleasure mixed with the pain makes me dangerously close to the end while I feel that I am about to cum. I take her by the hips to make her arch and I give everything I have, pounding her like there is no tomorrow.
"HO FUCK!" She ends at the same time as me as I feel my condom filling up.
I lie down beside her while being short of breath. I have rarely had such a good lay. However, I do not intend to stay there all night. I pick up my stuff and start getting dressed.
"Stay with me tonight. I want someone to sleep with me."
"No way, I have to go to work tomorrow." I find a piece of paper on the desk in the corner of the room, and I scribble my phone number on it. "Call me back if you want to have some fun again."
She just moans and pulls the blanket towards herself while I leave her apartment. I walk down the stairs that lead to the entrance hall of the building and open the glass door that takes me to the deserted streets at this hour.
"What a beautiful night" I observe the stars in the sky. Strangely, I remember when I was a child and I wanted to explore the stars. Maybe that's why I chose astrophysics as my field of study.
"A beautiful night to die, motherfucker!" I hear a voice on my back and feel the coldness of the metal on the back of my head.
I hear a gunshot and my vision quickly approaches the sidewalk before disappearing into nothingness.
I open my eyes to a dark void only disturbed by the thick mist that covers the ground and curls around my ankles. Right in front of me is a hooded man, sitting on a throne, a long scythe rests on his right. He seems to be looking at a tablet.
"Well, which attempt is it now?" The man finally noticed my presence and suddenly stood up, making his tablet disappear. Mortal, your soul will be transferred to my world. In exchange, I grant you five wishes"
"What? I'm really dead! But how?"
"You were killed by a drunk man who thought his wife cheated on him. He thought that the sound of your frolic came from his apartment while he lived in the one next to it. In fury, he went to get a gun from his car and waited for you to come out to shoot you in the head."
"Seriously?" I can't believe I died so foolishly. That girl was kind of good in bed but not to the point of dying for her.
"Yes, now make five wishes so I may send you into your new world." The voice is obviously eager to end this situation.
"What kind of world are we talking about?"
"A world where magic exists. Wizards use wands to control their powers and they live hidden from non-magic people or Muggles as they call them."
I suddenly understand what world he's going to send me to! He's going to send me to Harry Potter's world! My little sister is a fan of the story, but I didn't really like the idea of an old magic pedophile who gives candy to kids to take them back to his school where a million deadly traps await them.
"So, if I understand correctly, you're sending me into the world of Harry Potter. Is there no way to send me to another kind of universe like Vampire Diaries instead?"
"Do I look like an inter-dimensional travel agency? Don't you want a catalog of all the universes that exist while we're at it?"
"Okay, relax. So, I can wish for anything I want?"
"As long as your wish does not give you the power to destroy the universe, yes"
I'm just thinking fast. I don't know if it's the fact that I was shot in the head or if it's the shock from dying, but my thoughts are not very clear at the moment. I remember reading all the books to my little sister when she couldn't read yet and taking her to the cinema to see all the movies and even the latest ones about fantastic creatures, but that was so long ago that I don't remember all the details. To make the most of this life, this is the first point to settle.
"Okay, then I want to remember perfectly everything that happened in my previous life and everything that will happen in my next life."
"Very well, I grant you the gift of eidetic memory. What is your next wish?"
My mind is still foggy, but my memories became very clear, and I remember things I thought I had forgotten, such as the embarrassing moments of my early childhood. Now that I have the story in my head, I need a status to make sure I'm a wizard. If I have to go to a world with wizards, let's be one of them, and there is a line of wizards that I know who has a special power.
"I want to be a descendant of Salazar Slytherin with all the benefits it brings."
"All right, your next incarnation will be a descendant of Slytherin."
"Then I wish to be the most powerful wizard in the world."
"You cannot become the most powerful wizard in the world from the moment you are born, your body would not be able to bear all this magic, but you will have the most powerful magic nucleus a wizard will ever have at birth. For the rest, you'll have to work to reach your full potential."
There's not much left for me to ask for. I have the power, the knowledge, and the status. The only thing I miss is appearance, and I have an idea to fix that.
"What are the limits of metamorphmagus? They have never really been specified in the story."
"Metamorphmagus can change their physical appearance at will. They can also change their sex and age. And unlike animagus, they can change into any animal provided they have enough magic power to bridge the differences in mass and volume. However, if they become a magical creature, they cannot use the abilities of the said creature."
The restriction on magical creatures is annoying but for now, it complements well with my wish to be the most powerful sorcerer.
"In that case, I want to be a metamorphmagus."
"All right, this gift will be given to you. What is your last wish?"
"I want you to fuse the universe of Vampire Diaries and the universe of Harry Potter" when I finish my sentence, I think I see a kind of blue light smile appearing in the darkness under his hood.
"Don't you want anything else? A wish that won't force me to change the entire chronology of my universe and give me extra hours and hours of work maybe?"
"No, if I'm going to go into a world where men wear robes, I want to at least have sexy vampire women."
The hooded figure makes his tablet reappear and seems to be watching it for a few minutes while tapping some buttons.
"The fusion of the universes is possible. However, if you want it to work, you're going to have to destroy the soul fragments you find. Horcruxes generate bugs when I do a quick simulation of the fusion of universes because of the after-life system of that world. I don't have the right to intervene directly to remove elements that are part of the fabric of my world, so you will be my intermediary."
"What will happen if I don't destroy them?"
"Nothing for a while. Then these pieces of soul that the system can't handle are going to attract creatures from sub-dimensional layers that will destroy my work. You'll probably never see this event because you probably won't live more than 500 years and this kind of creature takes a long time to react, but I'd rather warn you before I start."
Um, it's not a bad deal. If I go to the world of vampire diaries, I will always have the possibility to turn into a vampire to become immortal. And in that case, it is better for the world to be preserved from being destroyed by a Cthulhu from the depths of space. On the other hand, I'm not going to work for free.
"Okay, but I'd like something in return."
"What do you want?"
"I wish Harry Potter's parents could survive Voldemort's attack." I always felt sorry for Harry. Living like a slave half-starved by the Dursleys must be a horrible experience. Just by imagining it, the image gets worse in my mind and is not getting out of it.
"Why not, I'm going to have to rewrite the whole universe, it's just a detail. On that note, Happy Birthday." The last thing I saw is this reaper tapping on his tablet as my vision darkened.
