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Sixteen years ago, the war was over. The good prevailed and the wizarding world had steadily been working to get thing back to normal. Sixteen years ago, everyone thought it was safe and everyone was accepted, they could live in peace. Sixteen years ago during the death of Lord Voldemort... a new evil was rising.
Voldemort was the last descendant of Salazar Slytherin, the one who would tears this world apart to reclaim the virginity that had been penetrated by the filth of muggle blood. The believer that all other witches and wizards of lesser blood were abaxial in the eyes of himself and those who he deemed worthy, those who were worthy enough to stand beside the man who held the blood of Salazar Slytherin in his veins.
But what they didn't know of him was, he had a son.
The ending of his first downfall, when he went into hiding, he found that the woman who had been there to give him pleasure that destroying the lives of muggles couldn't give him, was pregnant. A very... upsetting evening. May have been the true cause of the spell's backfire because his mind was not focused properly.
After the birth of his son, his own childhood had came to replay. The boy's mother soon died, she never spoke of who the father was, so the then infant was brought to a nearby orphan h, where he to was described to Headmaster Dumbledore of being... different.
Upon his father's return, Voldemort had only found him... had only approached him once, asking the now student of Hogwarts to accept his hand and together they would rule, but the boy refused and Voldemort showed what most would consider the most mercy, kindness, he was to ever show in his life. Which was turning his back on his son and walking away completely.
Thomas Ewels stood by and watched as his father was destroyed, it was then that he seen the truth he had been trying to deny himself to see. To see the dumbness on their victorious faces. They had claimed themselves good and yet a man DIED and they didn't even care.
That anger, the love for a man that was a stranger, awoken a beast inside of him. Thomas Ewels left the war that evening, to never be seen again.
Only now in 2013, is peace beginning to be disturbed and yet, no one has a clue as to why. Fires happen at will, death tolls have been up without any explanation. Reports in the paper a while back had gotten the wizarding world in an upright panic, claiming that it was in a prophecy that Riddle would rise more powerful than before and would bring the world to its knees and the only one who could stop him was again, a young boy.
But the famed Harry Potter confided to reporters that he had not been the pain of Voldemort's closeness and he could say with certainity that Voldemort was DEAD. So automatically, they brushed it off as a hoax.
Leaving Ewels to stand aside, watching paranoid citizens pass and try to live their lives with the Riddle blood flowing through his veins, his want and need to avenge the father he never knew and to bring forth what his grandfather of many greats had wanted for the wizarding world.
But first, he must find the boy who has the ability to stand up to him... Must find their connection. Must kill him so he would have no one to stand in his way of total reign.
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