Vargr_the_Skald

I knew trying to do a ritual I found online was a terrible fucking idea. I mean what fucking idiot looks at a shady website with hentai ads popping up every thirty seconds and goes;

“I bet the spells and rituals on this website are totally legit and will definitely work as advertised.

That idiot was me…”

-Excerpt from Chp 1

Winding up in the body of Slytherin’s basilisk is about as weird as it sounds. Unfortunately that is Henry’s reality after trying to perform a ritual he finds online. 

Fortunately he’s the protagonist of a trashy fanfiction, which gives him godly luck, indestructible plot armour, and the limitless potential to bag every redhead babe in the multiverse.

Follow him on his journey through different worlds as he avoids his responsibilities, shirks his duties, and ruins timelines just as all things should be. 

*welcome to the fever dream*

WARNINGS: Rated PG-13 for strong language, shitty humour, suggestive themes, and the occasional use of non-PC terms. This is also a fanfic, written by a college dropout who was too lazy to go to school during the RONA. 

*DO NOT EXPECT JRR TOLKIEN LEVELS OF WRITTEN ART.*

PS. I started writing this story with zero direction and absolutely no ‘script’. Some things will definitely get retconned in the later chapters either because I forgot, or I just felt that the story needed the change. 

PPS. This story has multiple POVs but mainly a 1st person POV centered around the MC. If that is not your cup of tea, no one is holding a gun to your head forcing you to read this you donut.

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Jörmungandr

I am an amateur writer, I am most definitely not in the leagues of Tolkien, Martin, Lovecraft, or any of the other greats. Don't expect this story to be on the level of their masterworks.

This story is just for the shits and giggles. That's it, no more no less. I'm not writing this to spur some sort of intense emotional reaction from people. I'm writing this story because I wanted to and because I'm looking to improve as a writer. What better way to develop a writing style than to actually go out and write something.

While I have a few original works, those were written when I was a child and they're rather… cringe. I may rewrite them in the future, gods willing, but for now I will take the easy way out and write fanfiction. Since using other peoples ideas as a base is much easier than building a world from scratch and working out all the intracasies of said world.

Which brings me to my next point. Since this is a fanfiction, you will encounter popular characters and universes such as; Harry Potter, Dracula, Highschool DxD, Naruto, Percy Jackson, and many others.

⚠️I DO NOT OWN THOSE WORLD OR CHARACTERS⚠️

The only character(s) I own, are the ones I have birthed from my brain (Zeus style) and promptly volontold to be a part of this story. There are only a few, so it shouldn't be that hard to keep track.

Lastly, this isn't a serious story… if it wasn't already clear with the 'synopsis' I presented. The MC is literally aware that he is a Gary Stu. Do not expect some slow grind for power. Things go from 0-100 in half a dozen chapters maybe even less of count instadeath powers OP, cause then he has that from the very first chapter.

This is a wish fulfilment story wrapped up in a power fantasy stuffed into a crack fic all stacked together in a trench coat made out of cliches.

On a side note… I am well aware that there are multiple typos and grammatical errors. For most of them, I left them in because I thought they were hilarious in context. The rest are ones that I've missed. Ignore them like you've probably ignored the warnings on the synopsis.

*I've finally managed to slap a cover on this hot mess boys. I don't own the artwork unfortunately. It was made by some fella named Arklin or something.*

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