HR Chapter 1 Diviner, Ian Prince
Most of the time, London was foggy and dense On a foggy day when visibility was nearly nonexistent, a young boy was packing up his stall along a rather desolate…
Most of the time, London was foggy and dense On a foggy day when visibility was nearly nonexistent, a young boy was packing up his stall along a rather desolate…
Woods Orphanage In the corridor, Dumbledore looked around, his eyes filled with complex memories. It seemed that nothing had changed in the decor over the years. "Miss Helena, I have…
Ian Prince This is the name Ian has in this life. In truth, he doesn't know how long he's been in this world. Unlike many who close their eyes and…
The mist before him dissolved in layers as if space itself were collapsing. Ian jolted awake. He shifted uncomfortably on the narrow bed. Moonlight streamed through the window, casting a…
'Ding!' 'Congratulations, you have obtained the Extraordinary trait [Butcher's Instinct].' In the kitchen, just as Ian was about to deliver the final blow to the hen, a look of surprise…
"Since Dumbledore personally invited Ian to Hogwarts to study magic, the waiting period of half a month had felt excruciatingly long. However, after encountering the mysterious figure in a black…
Facing the elegant, unfamiliar lady before him, Ian felt a flutter of nerves. Though he possessed the natural ability to enter this Twilight Zone, he had only encountered two other…
The night was as dark as ink. The soft moonlight filtered through the window, casting its glow on the quiet bedroom. Ian's eyelashes slowly fluttered open under the gentle caress…
Not only did Ian not have a big, fluffy Dumbledore waiting for him, but there was also no owl swooping in to deliver letters as a surprise. Ian felt that…
"The city was shrouded in a light mist. The foggy London weather seemed to wrap the air in layers of gauze. On the quiet street, Ian was still immersed in…