Chapter 220: A Letter from Sirius
Purgatory, The Land Where Life and Death Intersect
POV of Domeric Bolton
"Actually, there's one more question I want to ask," Domeric said.
"Go ahead and ask," Lady Death said.
"My parents... my parents in my past world... James and Lily Potter... is there any way I can bring them back in the future?" Domeric asked, clearly a little afraid of a negative answer.
"Hmm... Frankly, as you guessed, with the power you have now, or rather the power you will have after obtaining the other two parts, it is possible to learn a method to summon souls and provide them with new bodies. There will be some restrictions, of course, but ultimately, the power you have is a power that belongs to me, Lady Death," she said.
But before the smile that was about to appear on Domeric's face could fully form, Lady Death continued.
"But there are some things you need to know, Harry. The souls, as I mentioned before, are very special beings. Even we Primordials have no permission to do anything with them other than a few adjustments. So even if you summon your parents' souls, it is their choice whether they want to stay here." Lady Death said seriously.
"You don't have to worry about that. If they don't want to come here and stay where they are, that's fine with me. I just want to have a happy life with my family if that's what they want." Domeric said with a smile.
"I'm glad to hear that. It's good to have goals, but never let them grow into obsessions. Otherwise, you'll become a slave to your obsessions." Lady Death said.
"Thanks for the advice. I'll be careful." Domeric said and then continued. "I have no further questions. And I suppose that means we've reached the end of our conversation. Now, may I know the names of the other two souls you sent here?"
Lady Death chuckled at this and said. "You're rather impatient about this, aren't you, Harry? But as I said, I'll give you the names when we're finished talking. There are two more things I need to cover before we're done. Short matters, don't worry."
"Then please continue," Domeric said.
Lady Death then snapped her fingers, and a letter appeared in her hand. As she handed the letter to Domeric, she said, "When Sirius Black learned that I would be contacting you, he asked me to give you a message. Actually, it would be more accurate to say that he traded an award he had won for this. So, I allowed him to write you a letter. But you must read it here. This letter has no physical existence. Therefore, you cannot take it back with you."
Domeric quickly took the letter Lady Death held out to him, opened it, and began to read. His slightly trembling hands showed his anxiety.
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Dear Harry,
Don't ask how I wrote this. I promised I wouldn't say much about it. All I'll say is that I'm currently one of Lady Death's champions, traveling through different worlds to complete various tasks for her.
Frankly, it's a more fitting life for me than waiting in the afterlife. The afterlife was pleasant at first, especially reuniting with James and Lily. But you know me. I'm not someone who can sit still.
I recently learned from a source that you had crossed over into another world. I don't know the exact details, but it was good news to hear you had a second chance.
But there were things I needed to tell you. And I asked Lady Death for permission to send you a message, but she permitted me to write a letter. Frankly, she's a good boss.
First of all, please don't feel sorry for me. Or at least, don't feel too sad. The place I died was in the middle of a Wizard's Duel. I died standing, battling, and fighting for my family. I was born as a Black, but I died as a warrior, and that was an honorable end for me.
Fighting for James and Lily... and for you. That was something I wouldn't hesitate for a moment.
You probably keep thinking about that moment when you tried to save me. That last look before I fell behind that damned Veil. I'm telling you, Harry, forget about that guilt. It wasn't that crazy, Bellatrix, who brought me there, but my instinct to protect your life. And to me, even a moment of your life is worth all my years. Watching James' son grow up to be a much braver and more loyal person than anyone I know was worth all those years I spent in Azkaban.
I was in the afterlife with James and Lily for a while. I told them about you. It's more accurate to say I told them everything. James was bragging about your Quidditch achievements, and Lily had that same stubborn, loving look in her eyes as yours and said, "Just like me." They're proud of you, Harry. Just like I am.
But listen to me: Your journey isn't over yet, Harry. I may not be with you anymore. And you may no longer be with your friends in your old world. But don't let that affect your new life. Make new friends. Fall in love. Have children. And name one of your sons, Sirius.
Lady Death said that because now I'm one of her champions, there's a chance we'll meet someday. Apparently, it depends on the choices you make. But don't let that influence your choices, Prongslet. Your happiness is the most important thing to me. Don't let anything get in the way of that.
I'm always with you, Harry. In the moonlight streaming through your window as you try to fall asleep, in the big black dog running behind you like a shadow. When you have to fight, you'll know I'm with you.
Thank you for loving me, son. I love you too.
With pride and love,
Sirius
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By the time Domeric reached the end of the letter, his vision had begun to blur with tears.
Domeric sat there for a while, staring at the letter in his hand. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he read Sirius's letter over and over again.
Lady Death and Lady Terra waited without intervening.
After a while, no longer remembering how many times he had read the letter, Domeric gently placed it on the table and wiped his tears with his hands.
Then he turned his gaze to Lady Death and asked, "Sirius mentioned in his letter that there was a chance we might meet again. What does that mean exactly?"
"The second thing I want to tell you about is actually related to this. Those who choose to be my permanent champion, Death Kings, travel to many worlds to solve problems for me. Sirius is one of these people. And these people can meet in my own world, in the realm known to humans as hell, or at certain special events." Lady Death said and paused to take a sip of her tea.
At this point, Domeric spoke up and asked her, "So you want me to be one of these permanent champions, Death Kings, and travel around the multiverse, world by world, solving problems?"
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