A certain omnipresent celestial being watched the world that it oversaw with a grim look. His plan to turn that man-turned-child into a believer had gone south. No matter what it threw at the reincarnation failed. It needed to fix his mistake. Turning away from his world he looked throughout the omniverse, images of heroes and villains alike flashed through his mind. A blonde haired boy with whiskers on his face and a kind smile… a brown haired man with a scar under his eye wielding a glowing blue blade… A small girl with an over-sized scythe in her hands… A green haired clown laughing crazily… So many to choose from, but it could only take one.

Out of the corner of its eye, it saw a flash of green light. Turning, it's eyes fell onto a raven haired teen with green eyes and a lightning bolt scar wielding magic.

Perfect. It thought.

1996 - King's Cross Station - United Kingdom

Harry Potter, boy-who-lived and reluctant champion of the Tri-Wizard tournament, couldn't shake the foreboding feeling that rested in his stomach as he stepped out of his uncle's car. Stepping around to the back he popped the trunk and lifted everything out. As soon as the door closed his uncle drove off leaving him coughing up some dust. He withheld the feeling to scowl knowing that he wouldn't have to deal with his family until school ended.

School… Harry thought with indifference. Once Hogwarts was something he looked forward to every year as a way to escape his relatives and see his friends. But after his frankly disastrous fourth year at Hogwarts, he was not very excited to return to the school as much as he usually was.

Looking towards the large clock on the wall outside of the station Harry inwardly swore at his uncle. The train was going to leave soon. Picking up everything he began his walk to the entrance to the platform.

As the raven haired boy crossed the barrier between the muggle side of the station to the magical side, the sound of a moving train caught his attention. Looking forward the teen watched in horror as the red locomotive began to leave the station. Pulling out his wand Harry casted a shrinking and feather charm on his luggage and threw it haphazardly into his pocket and ran to the closest door.

Just as he was about to pass the front of the train, he felt a hand on his side and then the sudden feeling of weightlessness. The next thing Harry knew the train was centimeters away from his body. The last thing he heard was the sound of people screaming and the horn of the scarlet train.

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Everything around him was frozen. In front of him he saw a cloaked figure with a bone white mask covering their face, with his hand out in a pushing motion and a crowd of parents and other family members behind him watching in horror, unable to do anything as the scene played out in front of their eyes.

What- why did? What is going on!? Harry thought in growing panic. Unlike the world around him his eyes could still move and were the only things that he could feel. All he could hear was a static noise like the telly when the signal was lost or cut.

Child of fate…. Harry suddenly heard. His eyes widened to the size of dinner plates as he saw the faces of the people watching him beginning to move.

What! Wh-who are you! Harry called out in his mind. There was a bout of silence before the voice returned.

I am that which returns people to the wheel of reincarnation, indicating rebirth.

Wheel of… wait, Rebirth? Harry thought with a sense of fear. N-no, please help me. I can't die, not yet, Voldemort is back and my friends need me!

I'm sorry child, but there is nothing I can do for you now.

Harry could only stay silent as he burned those words into his mind. So this is it then, even after all I have been through?

Yes. But I will give you a choice.

A choice?

Indeed. You have three options. Either you can be reborn as a child without any of your memories, join your family in the afterlife, or you can start over.

Thinking on his options Harry chose the third one. Option three, I would like to start over.

Good choice child, you will be reborn… in another world-

What! Harry cried. You didn't say anything about another world!

The voice let out a tired sigh. I apologize for my trickery but you are needed in this world, for another soul who was reborn is causing much chaos. If you help me, Harry Potter, then when we meet again I will let you return to your family in the heavens.

Harry was quiet. Alright. I'll do it-

Before he could finish, the world around him faded before becoming bright once more.

1912 - Wool's Orphanage - Commonwealth of Allied Kingdoms

Somewhere in Londinium within an orphanage bright green eyes opened up and gazed upon the world. Unable to move, swaddled in blankets, the infant had a forign look in its eyes, one of recognition and regret. Unintelligible thoughts were the only thing that passed through the infant's mind before falling back to sleep.

A.N. Hello everyone! I know it has been a while since I uploaded anything but my life has been very busy over the past several months. Most recent events in my busy life are that I have moved and am now going to a new school. I have been feeling stressed for a while and wanted to let off some steam by writing a little.

I will try to make this a proper story but I give no promises. However I hope this is well received, its been a while since I read or watched Harry Potter－but I'll be frank, I only really need him for the crossover－and I was afraid to write anything about Harry Potter because of the more intense side of the fanbase who may flame and harshly critisize my writing, I know I am a below average writer and my lack of writing has affected my quality－if you could even call it that－of work from before. I also love Youjo Senki, it's probably one of my favorite Isekai Anime out there.

If the story really sucks or is not well received then I'll take it down or just stop writing. I only really post my work because I want others to enjoy it and not collect dust in google drive.