Chapter 2: The New World

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The moment the curse reached Voldemort, Harry Potter's soul was not in the world or in that plane of existence for that matter. He was sucked into a void with all different colors as possible. He thought the limbo will be black at the least.

'Oh well. Nothing normal does happen in his life. Why should this be any different?' he thought.

He could also fell the energy surrounding him. He didn't call it magic because there was something different. It was like a combination of more than one type of energy. It felt like he was in the vortex for more than a year. But time became irrelevant to him now. Finally he was slowing down. As he was slowing down he could see a ethereal light ahead. He came to a complete halt a few feet away from the light. He concentrated and frowned. The light seemed to be alive somehow.

Without any greeting the light seemed to speak, but the sound came from everywhere.

"You have fulfilled your destiny even though you have suffered more than anyone in that world at your age. If you had not done that then there would have been untold consequences."

The ethereal being gave sometime for the soul in front of him some time to process from sudden dialogue.

He didn't know what to say. So he said, "Thanks. I guess."

"So here is a deal. You have two choices."

Harry was shocked that he was given a choice. It was always do this and that. But now he was given choice.

"Okay. What are those two?"

"You can either start a new life with new identity and new power in a new world as soul or simply your soul will cease to exist. So what will it be?"

'To be or not to be .Good choices' he thought.

He had already made the choice, but he doesn't want to head first without knowing what to expect. Seven years at wizarding world had taught him that much.

"Okay. Tell me something about this new world."

"You will be going to a world called Soul Society, where the good souls are sent from earth to this place in that dimension. Also your magic will be converted appropriately. But other things, you must learn it from there."

He thought about the pros and cons. In reality there was nothing to think about.

"Okay. Before I accept your new world I want the basic information like language and currency. And more importantly I want my memory intact."

He thought the being smiled. He couldn't fathom how can light smile. But it did.

"You will retain most of it, but not all. Don't worry you will remember all the events"

"Events! What do you mean?"

But before he could think he was already moving at an incredible rate towards the light. When he reached the ethereal light, he knew no more"

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When he opened his eyes, there were white fluffy clouds floating over the clear blue sky. It was peaceful. He was lying over green lawn grass. He reluctantly sat up. There were people walking and talking. Only a few were giving him a passing glance. But others were minding their own business like it was every day occurrence. It seems it was. He was also able to understand what they were speaking even though it was not English.

He looked around and saw that entire area was built in feudal age Japanese style.

He also focused within himself and found some type of energy within himself. The instant he touched it mentally it surfaced up. He opened his eyes with panic and saw the people were having difficulty in breathing. He knew that he was the cause of it. So, he tried to rein the power within him as had done once about the magic.

During his seventeenth birthday he came into his magical inheritance. By midnight his core had started to expand and was becoming unstable. But with supreme effort he stabilized his core with sheer will alone, because if unchecked it will destroy everything by lashing out.

So he willed his new power to be contained within him. He was successful in his attempt. Everything became normal. But the people were giving him wary glances and he even caught a hint of fear in some people. Well. He would too.

While this was happening an old man was watching all these with a critical eye. When there was a great spike in spiritual pressure he was ready to help him. But he was shocked when the boy was able to rein it quickly but also completely. You would never believe the spike in spiritual pressure was caused by him. This boy intrigued him than any other thing.

He knew that this boy would become a legend one day. So he decided to help this boy.

" Yo gaki. Could you stand up and come here?"

He heard a voice and to a old man telling him to stand and go there. When he tried to stand up, he found out why the old man asked such a ridiculous question. It was like there was water around him. He became heavy and his legs were wobbling. But with supreme effort he stood up shakily. He heard clapping. He saw the old man was walking towards him supported by a cane.

"Not bad kid. Not people would be able to stand that quickly after arriving here. How do you feel kid?"

"Well. I was never normal. I fell like someone is pushing me down and my leg feels like jelly. Most of all I feel hungry."

"It's natural as a fresh soul. Also since you have high spiritual energy you feel hungry. Others don't need food."

He supported him by his shoulder and started to walk towards a small hut.

"That is my hut. You can eat there. I have some food in there. By the way I am Daichi Sato. What is your name kid"

When the old man asked his name, he paused for a moment and suddenly a name flashed in his brain.

"I am Haruto. Haruto Kuromori."

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I think the Japanese style would be Kuromori Haruto…

Ja ne..