Supreme, Supreme, Dark Lord!

There are two kinds of people in the world.

born different.

There are also those who know nothing about everything, and when they encounter unreasonable things, they use various irrational attitudes, panic and frantically escape.

And Tom.Marvolo.Rui Dou has always known that he belongs to the former.

──Some people are born different, just like Jesus.Just as Christ possessed miraculous powers and was questioned and insulted by foolish men and women, Tom knew that he was different from others since he was a child, and he was also proud of these differences.

He doesn't need to touch things to animate them.

He can make those animals listen to him without training.

He can make those who annoy him suffer.

He can hurt anyone if he wants.

He has power.

──And there must be a reason for this.

Tom, who grew up in the orphanage, guessed that this was the magical power given to him by his father, because this power could not have come from the humble mother who died in the orphanage.

……Father.

Give him lifeblood ability and all talents.

What will that person be like?

Is it the same black hair and black eyes as him?

Does it have a magical power much stronger than him?

Is he rich and gentle and dignified?

Would you love him as much as you love yourself?

Tom had imagined more than once that his mysterious father came to St. John's Orphanage to pick him up, but as time and orphans came and went, as he was killed by Mrs. This hope fades as others reject it.

──Fade out.

It turns out the adjective was just one he imposed on himself.

When Tom was led by Mrs. Cole to see the man, a surge of ecstasy struck him like lightning. From the first moment he saw the black-haired gentleman, he knew that this man was related to him by blood.

The suit is sharp.

Tall and handsome.

The black jade-like hair is better than any man and woman he has ever seen, and his own bearing makes people willing to bow their heads and obey their ears.

Apart from being too fair, even unnaturally pale, he was far better than Tom had imagined.

"Are you... my father?" 』

He asked hissingly in the weird voice he used when communicating with some small animals, and then saw the gentleman stabbed by a scorpion with some trepidation.

That obvious action even made Mrs. Cole tremble. Mrs. Cole's face changed and she scolded Tom, but Tom just looked at the gentleman expectantly, and the brilliance in his dark eyes slowly turned from anticipation to dim.

……Is not it?

Perhaps, that was the unique ability that God gave him.

It seems that he shouldn't be so impulsive...

Tom drooped his head in frustration, and was mentally prepared for the man to look down on him and even turn around. Mrs. Cole always liked to be looked at and treated as a joke.

Tom knows.

Also used to it.

But he didn't want this mature man who looked so much like him to think of him as a freak too.

He likes him.

I want to get close from the first sight...

Just when Tom was full of uneasiness and wanted to say something to redeem him, he saw the gentleman approaching him and whispering in his ear with the same hiss: "I—— am not your father, but I am far more than the world Anyone who exists in the world wants to be close to you...』

Tom's eyes lit up.

"I'm Tom.Marvolo.Rui Dou, what should I call you? 』

"Throw away those unnecessary suffixes, Tom, you...you can call me Voldemort, Lord Voldemort."

Voldemort smiled arrogantly, and his tone was more condescending, but Tom didn't get angry.

Because he knew that he would become him in the future, maybe...better.