"Shush child, quiet, or The Smiling Man will come. He was once human — but no longer." Whatever they did to him in that torture chamber, he was no longer human when they were done. Voldemort, in his foolishness and pride, created an Eldritch Horror, a being obsessed only with consuming enough to fill the void within. It haunts the shadows, always grinning. Fear. It is pure fear.
Rated: M - English - Horror/Supernatural - Chapters: 3 - Words: 12,489 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 41 - Follows: 45 - Updated: 6/8 - Published: 5/24 - Harry P., Voldemort, Death, Sukuna R.