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Chapter 1

He let out a shuddered sigh. It was unbelievable, it was finally over. Although, why was he not happy? Why did he feel so empty? That monster was finally gone. The Wizarding World was now safe from Lord Voldemort. He knew the answer. The war had ended at a cost, one that destroyed bit of his soul for every payment. His family, his friends, they were gone. A single tear fell from his empty eyes. He touched his cheek in surprise. It was the first tear to fall in years. He remembered them all. They died from this cause, to rid this world of the evil that is Voldemort, and to save him. They were avenged, why did he not feel a hint of satisfaction?

Empty eyes looked around him. Blood, bodies, and HIM. All of them dead, whether allies or enemies, his heart ached for all the lives lost in this world. All because of this stupid, bloody war and the prejudice that blinded their hearts. Blind prejudice and ignorance caused so many lives to be lost. He looked at his hands, covered with the blood of so many. Remorse and guilt washed over him, the faces of those he murdered and died with forever haunted.

He fell to his knees and gave out an anguished cry. His soul was shattering. With each death of his loved ones, another piece broke. There had been no time to grieve and heal during the war. He had just pushed them all in the back of his mind and ignored them. He had left the wounds alone and fester. And now, the repercussions were happening. He was slowly losing his soul. He felt so empty and lost. His eyes, which before, were a bright emerald that glowed with his fire for life, were now a dull, jaded green. It was as if his fire was extinguished.

He had no idea how long he stayed there. His wounds needed to be tended before he lost too much blood or became fatal, but he didn't move. He vaguely wondered where everyone was and why no one had found him yet, but soon that thought was dismissed. It didn't matter anymore. He had nothing left to live for. Darkness closed in on him, but before it could fully hold him, the sound of the phoenix song filled the air and he felt himself engulfed in world of bright light.

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