Prologue

The Master of Death walked down the forest path that teemed with life of both magical and mundane creatures. Only one race was missing now, and they had died out long ago except himself and his sister.

That race was humans.

After the Second War with Voldemort's death, the Deathly Hallows had started reacting to Harry's magic, causing the most simplest of spells to become lethal. Another downside was that he couldn't die nor could he age. The latter had caused problems between him and his wife, Ginny, who started dating other guys her age when she found out that Harry was trapped in the body of a 17 year old.

He and Hermione had attempted to destroy the Hallows except the Resurrection Stone since it was currently lost somewhere in the Forbidden Forest, or what was left of it.

Hogwarts, Hogsmeade and the Forbidden Forest had been the first places to be attacked in the war against Muggles that had found out about magic. Needless to say, 300 years later and both Wizards and Muggles were dead, and Harry had been witness to the destruction of every civilization that ever existed. He had held a major part in stopping the war, but it had been too late and everyone he had loved and cared for had die, leaving him alone with animals.

Harry had found out that he had a twin sister, who had died immediately after birth, and he had to admit, she was simply one hell of a character.

They both had the same dark moonless night black hair except his sister's hair was long and wavy while Harry's was short and a mess. Another difference was the color of their eyes. His was a sharp, piercing emerald green that would make any emerald jealous while hers was an electric blue that if one gazed into her eyes, they would find themselves quite dizzy as there was a thin, pure white line that circled her iris.

Harry sighed as he watched a couple of snowy white unicorns trot off with a couple of mundane horses.

"Oh dear brother, what has your tail in knot this time?" a musical voice purred from his left.

Harry turned to his sister who was leaning up against a tree. Her deathly white pallor stood in contrast against her black dress that was slightly revealing at her bosom in a V-shape, and her sleeves, for the most part, covered her hands in a bell shape.

"To be quite frank, I am quite bored," Harry stated simply to his sister before continuing his walk.

His sister followed, and she watched him with her haunting eyes. "Oh, did you want to do something again?" she practically purred, which made Harry choke in response, causing her to laugh hysterically.

"W-what?" he stuttered.

"Just kidding, though I've been thinking," she paused and spun around him, her eyes playfully batting at him.

"What have you been thinking about this time?" he asked, stifling a groan. His sister sometimes came up with the strangest ways to entertain him, and he was constantly developing a new shade of red whenever she thought of something.

"It's nothing bad silly… well, maybe it is. I have no idea," she said grinning.

"Will you please tell me?" Harry asked, blinking as his sister's mood changed once again from playful to serious.

"I was thinking of a trip," she responded and then grabbing his hand and forcibly dragging Harry further into the forest.

"Where? There is nowhere to visit," Harry said, ducking as a low branch came his way.

"Hm?"

"All the civilizations are gone," Harry stated.

"I know."

Harry blinked. His sister was even more vague than Luna when she wanted to be. "Can you at least tell me where we are going?" he asked after several minutes of strange silence.

"I'd ruin the surprise."

"Lorabelle, you know that I hate surprises," Harry groaned.

"Yep."

Harry stared suspiciously as his sister dragged him into a clearing filled with stones that stood at least 11 feet tall. "Um?"

"These are what I would like to call Obelisks. They are actually kind of strange in the fact that they react with our magic," Lorabelle stated proudly as she gestured to the stones.

Harry grimaced. "No offense, but I don't see any way of making this into a fun trip," he said and then regretted the words as he saw the sadistic smile on his sister's mouth.

"Oh, but it will be fun. I have your destination already picked out for you~," she said, grinning like a Cheshire cat, and her eyes, in turn, became quite scary, causing Harry to shudder.

His little sister might be friendly, but under that exterior was the one he was master over… Death.

"… You know, I always thought that Death would be male or at least genderless," he said, his eyes becoming unfocused.

Lorabelle immediately frowned. "I'll have you know that it was not easy getting to the position that I am at now. I even had to fight Lucifer, M and his son Black-something," she stated coldly.

Harry chuckled as he was jerked back to reality when he saw his sister frown, which was never a good sign… nor was her smiling. "Yeah, sorry, foot-in-mouth moment. So, how do you activate these Obelisks?" he asked, hoping to appease her mood.

"Oh!" she said excitedly. "Right. Since you are my Master~, all of your worldly transportation matters will be left to me," here she smiled sadistically again, "and you have no say~. So, your Master of Death status would place you as the Head Grim Reaper, but that would be just plain boring."

Harry blinked. "Oh no," he said quietly, dreading this trip now. Man up Harry. Your sister would never put you in a difficult spot unless she was bored as well, he thought to himself.

"So I decided to make you a demon. You will still have your magic along with your multiple Inheritances that you received from Dad and the Veela Inheritance from Mum. Also the Grim Reapers will have no choice but to follow your orders considering I made them." Lorabelle rambled on.

"Will you please just tell me how to activate it? And why, oh why, did you make me a walking contradiction… again?" Please don't let it be because she was bored. Please don't let be because she was bored. Please–.

"Because I was bored silly," Lorabelle chirped, interrupting his thought process.

Damn.

"Now all you have to do is step into the center, and the ward will activate the stones, which will activate the runes, causing you to go to the destination I picked out for you. Trust me, you will have a wonderful time," Lorabelle said with a nod. She then noticed her brother's blank look. "If you're worried about the normal meal choice of a demon, don't be. I made it to where you could still eat human food and survive off some of the life essence that everything secretes," Lorabelle glanced behind her worriedly as she sensed her Riders going restless with her brother in such close proximity.

Harry sensed his sister's uneasiness and walked towards the center where his magic activated the runes, and a blue light pulsed in the center with a mixture of purple and pink. "Are you not joining me?" he asked his sister sadly as he watched her watching him.

"Wherever you go I must go, but I'm afraid that if we stay in each other presence to long in a civilization, then it will eventually become like this world. I'll be there. You just won't be able to see me most of the time," she answered.

Harry nodded and disappeared with a flash of blue light once the humming of the stones had reached its maximum pitch.

Lorabelle stayed there for a few seconds before her signature Cheshire grin was back. "Oh, this will be so good," she whispered seductively and slowly allowed her body to fade to follow her dearest brother.