Erian Riddle was born for one clear purpose: to be Voldemort's perfect vessel, reserved for him to possess.
When you're out and about, your dear old dad has already arranged your backstory.
Voldemort, the famous Dark Lord, was not exactly affectionate toward Erian. At best, he treated him like a magical artifact of limitless potential that had yet to mature.
Erian had to excel academically in Slytherin, gather followers and build his own faction, occasionally find time to soothe his sensitive, suspicious lover, and still play the part of a well-behaved heir.
The Death Eaters eagerly awaited their young master's return, while the Order of the Phoenix kept a constant watch on the Dark Lord's heir.
Everyone assumed that when the Dark Lord returned, Erian would naturally join the forces of darkness.
Perhaps the old headmaster saw things differently, but this was a magical world teetering on the brink, caught between good and evil.
The Horcruxes lay scattered, conspiracies swirled beneath the surface, and the two factions fought tooth and nail over the prophecy.
Until the Dark Lord's own son stepped onto the chessboard.
"I have no intention of interfering," he said coolly. "Being the Dark Lord's son doesn't mean I have to become the Dark Lord. I intend to become the one who ends the Dark Lord, and then take that seat for myself."
*Pairing with Draco
*The protagonist is essentially a chaotic neutral, since he transmigrated here, but his principles are flexible
Theme: Rebuild a new order
