izana_king snippet

As I feel the explosion damaging my body, the flames burning my skin I regret nothing.

I did some foolish things in the lab where I worked because working under the influence of a lot of alcohol becomes a bit more dangerous when dealing with extremely volatile substances.

Naturally, I don't regret anything at all it was a great party, and if I hadn't accidentally blown up the lab, it would have been a lot of fun.

Anyway, I was the only person in the lab, so the only thing I did was cause trouble for my employers and myself. I worked for the government, so I see it as a win.

The fact that they paid my bills didn't mean I actually liked them. I'm not an anarchist or anything, but they also made me pay taxes so honestly, I couldn't care how much money they would have to use to replace the lab I blew up.

Being chosen by a multidimensional organization to be reborn just made it a total victory. I didn't have much in my old world anyway some friends, but no close family or anything like that.

Having superpowers is another big win, and being sent to a new world made everything even better, since my old world was a bit boring.

But there was just one small problem with it.

I ended up in the fucking Harry Potter world. Well, it's not the worst world, but the issue was that I arrived too early in the timeline. I got here before the first wizarding war with Voldemort.

At least I had already graduated from Hogwarts and could focus on my lands. After all, I was the new Lord Black, the head of the richest pure-blood family in all of Britain.

I was the only male son of the Black family who hadn't been exiled. My father's brother, Cygnus Black, was the current lord before I graduated, but both he and my father tragically fell victim to an "accident," resulting in their deaths and my ascension as the new Lord Black.

My appearance was that of a tall man with a slender build and a slightly feminine yet attractive look. My eyes were a deep, intense purple, glowing faintly. I was walking down a staircase and opened a large door easily by just channeling a bit of my magic, making the door swing open.

Lucas Black, the new Lord Black. When I reincarnated into this world, I expected some kind of advantage, a hack, or an overpowered ability that would make me OP immediately. What I got wasn't exactly as OP as I had hoped, but it had its perks.

Mission Completed

[Alchemical Advancement]

Objective: Recreate the Philosopher's Stone

Reward: Enhanced magical core, immortality, 8x instant skill upgrade tickets

I smiled with excitement, seeing the two rewards, feeling my body improve as my magic began to envelop me in vast amounts.

If my system was connected to alchemy, whoever gave me this system knew what they were doing. I had managed to recreate the Philosopher's Stone using only publicly available knowledge and my own knowledge from my past life.

Not only did I recreate it, but I improved it. The immortality it granted was no longer temporary but permanent. I smiled, looking at the black stone in my hands, before dissipating it and storing it in my inventory.

After cleaning up my lab and putting everything back in place with a wave of my wand, I started walking up the stairs that connected my lab to my home. Opening the door, I activated all my security spells to ensure no one could enter my lab without my permission.

Sealing the secret door behind me, I decided to head to my room, sensing the presence of a certain person thanks to the runes I had installed in the mansion, which allowed me to detect magical presences within the property.

Walking to my room, I opened the door and entered the enormous space. As I approached my large bed, I was embraced from the left by a beautiful woman with orange-red hair. She had a voluptuous body with huge breasts that were currently pressing against Lucas's head, something the young Lord Black didn't mind at all.

The woman was wearing a brown dress that revealed a lot of skin, leaving little to the imagination.

Molly Prewett in another life, her name would have been Molly Weasley, but due to my intervention, I managed to claim the future god-milf for myself.

During my time at Hogwarts, I had tried to claim every woman I remembered from the books for my own harem. I failed with Lily, which was a shame, but at least I managed to seduce the busty Molly and officially make her one of my lovers. Sure, it meant NTR Arthur, but in the grand scheme of things, it didn't matter.

Arthur was a nobody, and with his stupid job at the Ministry, without a woman like Molly, he could focus on earning more money and not end up as his canonical version poor and with nothing of relevance to his name.

So technically, I did him a favor.

Pulling away from Molly, I threw her onto the bed, making her giggle as her body hit the mattress. I climbed on top of her, playing with her body, just as I was about to remove the part of her dress covering her breast, I heard the door open and sensed three presences.

"Enjoying your whore, my lord husband?" I heard a familiar voice. Turning my head, I saw three familiar women my three wives and sisters. Bellatrix Black, Narcissa Black, and Andromeda Black. The three of them had something in common. They all had great bodies compared to their book versions, and all three had swollen stomachs.

Narcissa Black, Bellatrix Black, and Andromeda Black.

The one who made that comment was Narcissa, who looked slightly irritated. Bellatrix smiled at me, but I could see a hint of madness in her eyes she was going to drain me dry tonight. Andromeda, well, she simply smiled the only sane one of the three Black sisters.

When I reincarnated into this world as part of the Black family, as the brother of these three, I decided to seduce all of them. My reasons? Well, legally, incest isn't frowned upon among nobles, and frankly, I didn't want the Black bloodline to spread further. Considering how many nobles in Britain have Black blood, I wanted to reduce that number. My other reasons? Well, this is an alternate Harry Potter world, and in this world, the Black family descends from the Pendragons and, by extension, King Arthur, the King of Knights.

That's one of the reasons they held so much political power in the magical world. After the fall of the Pendragon family, they were left as the last house with the blood of dragons.

The smart thing would have been to marry off my sisters to other lords and gain influence that way, as all my ancestors had done in the past, but I decided to change that.

More out of lust than anything else.

-later-

Lucas was in his lab, standing in front of several encapsulated swords, each emitting a golden glow.

These were the fragments of the sword that belonged to his family, a sword known to the world the fragments of his ancestor's sword, Excalibur.

Finally, he had managed to collect all of these swords. He had to use many of his connections to find each one, and he even had to bribe some members of the church to get information to steal them.

If the church knew about the wizards in this world, they would hunt magical people and creatures alike something that didn't surprise me after learning about it. It was obvious that biblical religions hated magic for some strange reason, which frankly didn't concern me. But they weren't enough of a threat to worry about.

Well, what matters is that now I have a new project to work on. I hope this one will be a real challenge recreating the Philosopher's Stone was too easy.

Besides, this doesn't help either.

New Mission Added

[The Resurgence of Excalibur]

Objective: Repair it using the seven fragments

Reward: A fucking Excalibur, ???

I smiled, seeing the new mission I had received. This project should definitely take me more time, I thought with a grin.

Purple energy enveloped my hands.

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Another old fic of mine, which I decided to translate