I saw a reddit post asking for this.
I now feel like death is the only out for me...
So in this story, a random guy reincarnate as a manipulative dumbledore...
And knowing how that would go he want to leave...
I woke up with a start, i didn't know how or why, but my bed was nowhere to be seen.
panic overwhelmed me, i was in a strange office illuminated by the light of dusk.
a weapon, i needed a weapon!
i stretched my hand toward a paper knife and noticed it was full of wrinkles.
i screamed, got up and nearly fell, my body was different, i could feel facial hair, i was a bit smaller, i rushed toward the sole mirror of the room and looked...
and what i saw... shocked me, this appearance...
"F**k!"
Dumbledore looked back at me, when i raised my hand to my face, the hand in the mirror followed.
"What the h**l !?"
i searched my memory in hope for an answer and found an anomaly instead, i didn't have any memory of how or why i was here, but i had the old man's at my disposition, and what i saw...
apparently the former owner of this body harassed a certain Tommy Riddle, a beautiful young girl to get sexual favor, Angered by the student refusal, he used his contacts to bar her from getting any normal job, she later became Voldemort.
he also forced the young harry to his muggle family after casting imperio on them, the goal was for them to stomp his power out of him after he sensed his Impressive Magical capacity.
"Why?"
i nearly cried, as i saw more and more idiotic plans this dumbledore had.
he had so many different options to get a better result with far less work.
Harry would start his fourth year in two month, as for the previous three years, just think of the most idiotic and evil reason to follow the plot while harry got strangely close to hermione, rony weasley (a girl? why?), ginny weasley, the weasley twins (who were also female) and many other girls from other house.
his only male friend a certain neville longbottom who will probably get married to one of the leftovers when he get old enough.
oh i nearly forgot, Harry was the size of the average adult, with the musculature of a bodybuilder, a perfect face (no acne for this guy), was NEWT level in every subject and at the end of last year, breached my occlumency defense and discovered who i was.
i sweated, i was sooooo fudged.
on the good side my phoenix was my horcrux, so immortality for me (YaY), on the bad side Harry had a shadow phoenix and was able to use his peverell's secret magick to eat souls.
"F**k this S**t i'm out! out you hear me!?"
i pushed a button calling minerva into my office.
when she came in, she looked at me in disgust, then i noticed how pretty she was...
he got to her too!
"What do you want headmaster?"
the look of pure scorn she gave me made me shiver...
"Minerva... i leave the school to you, i also leave all my worldly possessions to harry potter..."
"It's lord Harry Gryffondor black peverell and Slytherin hufflepuff ravenclaw macGonagald Riddle ... by marriage"
wait was her name and Voldemort's in there?
fudge it!
"how i'm sorry, you should know that at my age memory is something quite unreliable, anyways i leave him all my worldly possessions while i go on a pilgrimage to repent for my sins"
at that she looked quite suspicious, but if i can leave with at least the clothes on my back and my wand i'll count it as a win.
"i will also leave a full confession of those Sins and exile myself from Britain"
Now she looked surprised and seemed to need a final push...
"i will naturally make public excuses at the start of the school year, and give this wand to young harry, he need it more than me."
something tell me that he might already have something better but i don't want to have any treasure on me that might make him want to come after me.
Now i have two month to learn human transfiguration.
-two month later-
after one hour of speech i finally confessed to every crimes done by this guy, seriously if you told me he was the source of all evil i would have believed it (he even was Hitler in disguise).
i got off the table and walked to the Potter table that was filled with harry, neville and a LOT of girls.
"Here my lord, you just have to cast an expeliarmus at me and the wand will be yours"
calling a 14yo kid 'my lord' and bowing to him... i guess i now know how far i would go to survive.
without even acknowledging me he waved a finger and threw me to the other side of the room, my wand staying in place.
another wave of his finger and the wand disappeared to god know where.
he finally turned to me and looked at me with his perfect eyes.
naturally one of his girls answered in his stead, he was too lofty to speak to me directly (he probably spoke to them through a soul bond or something).
-Good ending-
"Trash, the lord (Insert too many title here) don't hold you with enough importance to even care about you as long as you don't cross his sight again, leave and never return! the lord must get ready to face the evil gods!"
and with that they started ignoring me, that was fine with me.
i left with my original wand and started living in Australia.
i soon heard about the Marriage of harry to hera, artemis, bastet, ... and the death of Zeus, ares, ra, ...
Harry was the god of this new world, and his harem was the pantheon.
welp the kid definitely had a problem with autority, and maybe not the best social life.
as for me you ask? i took back my appearance of my previous world (not perfect but i don't ever want to start looking like those freaks with perfect skin, eyes, ect...) and started a bar.
i made no wave and lived a long and fulfilling life knowing i made the right choice.
-bad ending-
"Trash, you think you can be forgiven? any act against lord (many many titles) is worthy of the death penalty!
But the lord in his kindness found a way for you to repent..."
i felt my body shifting, my skin becoming smoother, my eyes, behind and lips larger while my size decreased and my most prized possession disappeared.
i now looked like a 14yo girl.
and a fear i never felt before downed on me.
i won't speak of what he did to me, just know that it can be summed in the SM category on a porn site.
with me as the M.
thankfully, he later had orgy with all his freakishly beautiful harem member and by staying discrete i could avoid taking parts, sadly i knew he would never let me die...
it took me years to find a way to send my soul discretely to another dimension.
on the good side, with harry being a god, he took girls from the realm of the dead and living as he wanted (even his mother... wtf) and payed no attention to me.
on an orgy night (the only moment when his all seeing eyes couldn't see me) i casted the spell.
now that i think about it it is probably more likely that he allowed me to escape, how 'kind' of him.
as i woke up in a new body, the first thing i did was try to remember who i was...
i was james potter, since my daughter rose potter was the girl who lived i sent young harry to his violent relatives, i was abusive to my wife on whom i used a love potion and i planned to wed my daughter to dumbledore...
the only way i knew to spare myself the pain and forget the atrocity i suffered (SM, violent SM) was to end it.
i wrote a letter to dumbledore explaining what happened to me, drank the strongest poison available and obliviated myself.
with me dead, and my soul wipped clean, maybe i will have a better luck next time...
author note: you wonder who was the leftover neville got? well turn out neville wanted to be a girl, joined harry's harem and took care of the numerous daughter (he only had daughter) of harry who later married their father too.
and if you wonder about who was in harry's harem, well everything.
men were turned into girls, animals/plant/insect were turned into monster girls and the manifestation of the planet became girls (earth-chan, pluto-chan, ect...)