"Where am I?"

"I suppose an appropriate name for it would be Limbo or perhaps Purgatory. You are beyond life, but before death."

"Why am I here?"

"I was waiting for you, to catch you and pluck you out of the ether before you hit your… next adventure."

"Why?"

"I have need of you. I needed to wait till just the right moment so that your story wouldn't be disrupted."

"No…Haven't I done enough yet!?"

"Oh you have. I did wait till old age took you. I don't need you to perform a task. I just need your permission."

"Permission? For what? I'm dead aren't I?"

"I want to give 'you' a gift. To make a deal with you, one that will benefit who you were and could be."

"..."

"I can feel you thinking little hero. Go on, ask, I won't bite."

"I feel like if I do, I'm going to prove death doesn't stop migraines."

"Oh there's that lovable sass. Come now, ask your questions."

"Fine. What gift?"

"The knowledge that in another life, you saved those you lost."

"That doesn't sound ominous at all."

"I want to imbue the 'You' of a different time with the powers of a warlock's pact. If you agree, I will take the you of the past and grant him powers your 'wizarding world' will barely comprehend."

"Uh-huh. And what do you get out of this?"

"Have you ever witnessed something so offensive that you want to stop it or change what happened?"

"...Yes..."

"I witnessed your story, your world, the lives you were involved with abused by a creator with inconsistent desires. I intend to use your past self to end the evils untouched. Sinners unpunished that will receive their earned rewards, evils unchallenged become vanquished. Lives snuffed out in error, or unwarranted will be granted protection."

"What's to stop this world from being worse than mine?"

"Hope, help, and love for who you were and can become again."

"'Become again'?"

"You were a symbol of hope for the people. Tainted and tarnished time and again by those driven by fear, greed, and power. By the end of your tale you became little more than a martyr for a cause that compromised."

"Hmm…"

"The 'you' that I intend to create will not tarnish, will not fade. You will be a beacon to light the way. No false forgiveness, no forgetting, those that wish for redemption will earn it. Those that choose to embrace their sins will suffer."

"You mentioned a 'Pact' what does that mean?"

"We make a deal. What you want, what I can give you. A haggle of desires. At the end of it, I grant you power. Or, in this case I grant a younger you power."

"So why me at all? Why not ask this young me instead?"

"I play a dangerous game. I cannot break the rules, only bend them. For the greatest effect, I need your permission as soon as possible, however I cannot offer a deal to a child incapable of comprehending it. Thus I ask you for permission to alter your life."

"Ah… Loopholes, got it."

"Magic is all about intent after all. Besides, I assumed that you would have handled enough contracts in your life to appreciate them being bent your way for once."

"It is a refreshing experience."

"Anymore questions?"

"What now?"

"Now? We haggle of course. I cannot just bestow my power whenever. A deal must be made and a contract struck. Your younger self will be bound to the terms of the pact, as much as I am."

"This is going to take a while isn't it?"

"Silly mortal, you're dead, it's not like you have anywhere else to be."