People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Chapter 129 Extra: The Dark Lord's Rose Girl 1

(This is the only chapter written in the first person, probably from Tom's perspective at the end of the second grade. It is a prequel to the subsequent extra-story and can be viewed as a parallel world. It has ooc)

My name is Tom Riddle.

You may be familiar with my other name - Voldemort.

I haven't heard this name for a long time.

Because I am not the same person as Voldemort later on. I am his past and his new life.

At the age of seventeen, he separated me and put me together with the diary to cover up the secret of the secret room.

From the moment I was born, he and I were no longer the same person.

I am who I am, Tom Riddle. Tom, Voldemort is both me and not me.

I don't know why I still think like a normal person, but life as a Horcrux is boring.

I have been staying in a dark world where there is nothing, but I can see every move outside the world.

What does it matter? No matter how much time passes, this world still disgusts me.

So I chose to sleep.

Until the summer of one year ago, a girl woke me up. I knew by looking at the strange environment that my follower Malfoy sent me out.

After all, this was the Horcrux that he had specifically told Malfoy to keep safe. Malfoy? A wavering follower. Oh, he was not loyal, and Voldemort did not consider him a confidant.

As for why I gave him the diary, I guess it might be to test him, or it might be to prevent future trouble.

It seems that Malfoy is not very loyal, but what does it have to do with me?

I am just a Horcrux.

The girl who woke me up was very beautiful. At least when I was locked in the diary, I had never seen a girl prettier than her.

It's a pity that pretty girls don't have very good brains. People who only indulge in love every day will not make it to the end.

In order for me to reappear, I have to use this girl, and I have to thank her for being so stupid.

I have been dealing with this girl named Afro for two days. To say she is mentally ill is an understatement! I have never met such a difficult person! She is also very talkative!

She always writes nonsense! It takes a lot of energy for me to reply every time! If I reply slowly or don't reply at all, she will bother me endlessly!

For the sake of the greater cause, I had no choice but to endure.

I try every way to coax her every day, and if she can trigger the key words, I can bring her to see me.

Although I am reluctant to admit my appearance, I like to make use of it very much. A good-looking appearance can always achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Oh! I never thought that I would be wrong. This is not some innocent little girl at all!

I have to admit that she is very good at torturing people. If I had known her earlier, perhaps I would have accomplished my mission earlier.

I have never seen a girl like this before, and I can't find any words to describe her.

Unfortunately, she was destined to disappear in the secret room.

I actually felt sorry! Not at all! With her around, the Dark Lord's position would have to be handed over to someone else! As the younger version of the Dark Lord, I have fallen to this point, and I cannot let anyone know! She must die!

I failed again! Although she didn't want to admit it, she was indeed very strong.

This kind of life has not changed at all for me, it just moved from a diary to a bottle.

But here, at least I am free. I can go out and see the outside world without having to think about how to make people discover the secrets of the diary.

This is a different life. It makes me feel a little bored, but also allows me to discover new fun in the world.

What! Someone secretly used my identity!

Have you given the money?

If you want to pretend, then pretend like it! I'm not that weak! I was defeated in less than one round!

Hot chicken!

However, this time I finally knew her secret.

It turns out that those strange props and incomprehensible things all come from something called a system.

She's not from here either.

So where is she from?

I don’t know why, but ever since I heard the news, I’ve had an indescribable feeling in my heart.

Do Horcruxes have emotions? No, should I say do I have emotions? How can I know something that even the subject doesn't know?

It feels sour and swollen, as if my heart secretly drank a bottle of Coke.

With no solution, I choose to give up. The Dark Lord never needs useless emotions. Even if I fail, I will not let these things corrode my heart!

She even told me that my failure was because I had no support!

That wasn't me! He failed!

She threw a few books at me, which introduced a huge group of people.

Is this the power from another world?

Sometimes, I really want to go to her world and take a look. What kind of world can produce such a theory?

Why didn't the system come to find me at that time? Or why didn't she who brought the system appear in my world?

I often eavesdrop on her conversations with the so-called system, and sometimes they talk about some meaningless topics.

Most of them were about her friends, such as what surprise to prepare for the so-called savior Harry's birthday, and how to comfort Malfoy's son Draco who was angry again.

She seemed to have forgotten that there was another me locked in the bottle by her.

I threw the books aside, feeling a little irritated. I hadn’t felt this irritated for a long time. The last time I felt this irritated was because I wanted eternal life.

Sometimes I can't help but wonder, will she celebrate my birthday?

My birthday...

The great Dark Lord would not bother with such trivial matters!

Why is the content of the book so boring?

I want to go out.

Perhaps, I had been locked up for too long and my brain was a little abnormal. A strong desire to get out filled my mind.

I don't know why I want to get out so badly. When I stay with stupid people for a long time, I become stupid myself.

I looked at her through the crystal bottle and saw that she was smiling happily. My irritability of wanting to go out dissipated a lot.

really weird.

That's what London is like.

Since you can't read, just look at the scenery outside.

Ok?

When did I focus on her face?

Although I can already see his failure, I still often wonder what it would be like if she came into my world.

Will the result be different this time?

The fragmented rays of sunlight sprinkled on the crystal bottle between Aphrodite's collarbones, refracting colorful rays of light.

Tom didn't notice the subtle emotion in his eyes when he looked at the girl.

Afro and 23, who were immersed in their journey, did not notice that the system space flashed a few times and a new task appeared on the screen.

"World fluctuations detected, world lines begin to peel off—"

"Stripping successful, a new parallel world has been detected."

"New mission is being generated—"

"The mission update is complete, and we are about to enter a new parallel world."