Disclaimer: HP and the characters are from (except Ocs and other things I will add (lots kekeke)

AN :

This story is MINE, so don't dare to take it and post it elsewhere, I know a friend to whom they did that and it ain't cool, worst is the one who took it said that my friend didn't put not to take it so that's what I do.
DO NOT POST IT ELSEWHERE! MINE!

This story will have gore and dark tones, crack romance and other but this isn't really crack even if it seems so, it does have a plot, and I do have the intention of having fun~~

It will have MxM.

Chapter One

Hell and master

Screams of horror resounded through the realm of hell, those souls screamed for pity, for the pain to stop and they were refused, punished for eternity for the errors of their past lives. Demons laughed at their pain and suffering, their face distorted in sadistic smiles.

In the highest part of the realm, a giant black castle stood in all its glory. The black walls illuminated with the red lights around it, through the dark palace laughs resounded, a young voice full of amusement.

"So?" the oldest and tallest asked in amusement, eyes full of entertainment.

His long hair brushed the golden chair in which he was sitting on, his head tilted as his hand supported it, six horns stood on his head, his black eyes looked at the boy in mirth as he crossed one of his legs on the other.

This creature was handsome, and he is the King of Hell, Cain.

The youngest sat on the stairs in front of the throne, his beautiful eyes looking up at Cain with excitement;

"Well, that experiment was so cool…" he shuddered in happiness "I have always been curious about how a head would explode if you put a bomb in it, you should have seen the terror in the eyes of that human!"

He jumped up in a standing position, holding his arms wide as if simulating an explosion;

"The way it exploded… it was so cool; you should have been here Cain!" he exclaimed with a big grin, jumping up and down.

Cain raised an eyebrow making the youngest pout, how the hell does he do that?

He tried, but he can't raise just one!

"Well" he chuckled "I will try to be here next time while you do your experiments."

The youngest boy nodded his head rapidly but then furrowed his eyebrows while tilting his head, suddenly remembering something;

"By the way" he looked at Cain while crossing his arms "You promised to let me Hitler's soul three months ago, but I didn't even see a hair of him!"

His finger pointed to Cain, his voice changing accusing;

"Did you lie to me again!?"

Cain sighed then smiled strangely, getting up from the golden throne with his long legs;

"I do not lie."

The boy looked warily at Cain then scoffed;

"Right" he muttered, "And I am the King of Heaven!"

Cain's eyes twitched at that, his eyes darkening slightly in disgust at the thought of the King of Heaven.

The boy walked up the three stairs then looked up at Cain, who was way taller than him;

"I still remember how you told me you didn't take the necklace when you indeed did!"

"The problem is… that necklace was originally mine, and you took it"

The boy gasped in horror;

"How can you tell me I was the one to take it!?"

The two started bickering and talking about it though their ears were still alert for any happening, it wouldn't be the first time someone comes into the throne hall without warning, some even thinking they can take the throne of the King of hell which, by the way, it's stupid because Cain is the oldest and most powerful in Hell.

They stopped talking when they heard heavy footsteps and some seconds later, someone knocking at the door, both heads turned to the giant doors as they opened showing a troll-like man that had two long horns on his head with red skin;

"Your Highness"

The man bowed, his head nearly touched the floor, and he didn't dare to look up.

"What is it?" asked Cain in annoyance, if it was once again a soul running away there will have some people suffering.

The man flinched when he felt the glare of the King on his head but didn't say anything until the King asked. He slowly looked up to see the curious gaze of the boy and the glare of his King, making him cringe but still clear his throat;

"T-That person is here" he stuttered out which would surprise a lot of people as the man didn't seem to be the type to be scared of anything.

The youngest blinked lazily;

"What person?" he muttered, sitting next to Cain's leg - who sat on his throne when the man entered the hall – and let his head fall on it, yawning.

Cain stared at his servant;

"Be more precise" he gritted out in annoyance.

The man coughed knowing he was walking in a thin line;

"I mean that Death is here."

"WHAT!?" shrieked out the boy but still not getting up from his position.

Suddenly the man who has been standing in front of them screamed in pain as his body was engulfed by fire.

"AAAHH!" the man screamed trying to get the fire away, but in seconds, he wasn't more than ashes.

"Did you need to kill him?" muttered the boy up to Cain, whose face wholly darkened.

Cain didn't answer, looking up at the ashes before he finally took a breath, his smile coming back as if nothing happened;

"It seems we have an invited – not - " the other said with a smile, clasping his hands making appear another servant, who looked in disgust at the ashes, taking care of it then bowing to the king;

"His Highness" she fluttered her eyes to the king who ignored her.

"Go search for the invited" he ordered, moving his hand to pet the young boy's head while the servant girl glared from under her long eyelashes to the youngest, who sticks his tongue out to her;

"Yeah servant!" he grinned mockingly "Go search for the invited!"

Her hands changed into fists, but she bowed and walked out the hall, a cackling laugh following her.

Cain and the boy stood in silence for some seconds before the last opened his mouth;

"Why do you think he is here?" he asked gripping his green shirt on his hands "It has been a year since I saw him and he never came back for me" he scowled at the last part.

Cain cocked his head in thought;

"Nobody knows what Death has on his mind, Harry" the other answered while combing Harry's hair with his long fingers.

Harry sighed in pleasure, loving the way his scalp was being caressed then let his mind drift to what happened a year ago, the day of his death.

He died at the age of fifteen precisely one year ago, killed by the person he thought to be family, he was innocent at that time a didn't like killing – which changed thanks to Cain -. A year before that he killed Voldemort and all his Horcrux making him The-boy-who-defeated-you-know-who.

Even now Harry doesn't know why Ron betrayed him, why the last tortured him before killing him, maybe it was the jealousy because Harry's money and Fame, he doesn't know, but it doesn't change that the person he thought as family betrayed, tortured and killed him.

When he died the first thing he saw was Death, the creature told Harry that he was the new Master Of Death and didn't take time to explain to Harry what it means, just bumping Harry on Cain's lap – literally- and disappearing.

Harry giggled in amusement, tilting his head up to Cain;

"Do you remember how innocent I was at that time?" he asked with twinkling green eyes.

Harry as now a weird sense of humor… somewhat morbid and he will not say no to torture and screams, it seems impossible for someone to change so much from the beacon of light to a dark creature like he was now, he could even be called slightly mad, but he is the proof it's possible. Maybe the fact that he was betrayed by someone he thought as his family helped him to change.

Cain furrowed his eyebrows;

"You are still innocent, especially in the relationship area" the oldest grumbled while Harry's cheeks reddened, it wasn't his fault if he didn't even give away his first kiss!

Cain did try to put Harry with some demon, but Harry refused each time.

Harry grumbled under his breath but looked up startled as he felt a dark aura behind the giant doors of the hall, the doors opened with a low crack and two figures appeared through it, the servant from before and a figure wearing a long black robe with a hood hiding his skeletal body;

"Master" he greeted while nodding his head at Harry, completely ignoring the King of hell who rolled his eyes in annoyance.

Harry glared at Death and crossed his arms while getting up from his sitting position – and from Cain's administration -;

"Why the hell are you here?" he asked, venom dripping from his voice "I didn't forget how you bumped me into hell, abandoning me and disappearing!"

Death just stood here, looking from Cain to Harry through the holes where his eyes should have been. He walked until he stood next to Harry, his bony fingers reaching out his long black sleeves toward Harry's cheeks where a tattoo in the form of the Hallows stood in black ink;

"It's time for you to come back to the world of the living, Master" he finally answered under the suspicious gaze of Harry.

When Harry heard that he growled, slapping the bony hand away;

"And why the hell should I go back to the living world!?" he snapped, stepping away from Death.

"Indeed" the white from Cain's eyes disappeared his eyes turning completely black, like an abyss "Why should Harry follow you?"

"I-I don't want to go back to the world of the living; this place is the paradise" he shook his head.

"Last time I verified, people call this place Hell," said Death thoughtfully.

Harry looked at him with a smirk;

"That's because they are in the bad end of the stick!"

Death cackled;

"So?" Cain growled.

"Answering your question, the Master of Death needs to be reincarnated once each hundred years, and it starts from now on" he informed.

Harry gaped;

"And what happens if I refuse?" he asked wearily.

"Your soul will be effaced from the face of the universe."

Harry flinched, he didn't want to disappear.

"I already found the perfect body for you to be reborn, Master" the being nodded thoughtfully to himself "this body is in an alternate universe to your own, and you will be born near the same time that the Harry of this universe."

"Body?" blinked Harry stupidly.

"Yes, after all, your last body is now… bones"

Harry rolled his eyes, obviously, after all, it has been a year since his death… human death… whatever.

"I will be waiting for you outside" the being said while turning around and walking out the room, ignoring the servant girl who stood next to the door, peeking curiously.

Once Harry saw Death walking out, he turned to Cain with the face of a kicked puppy;

"I don't wanna go!" he said childishly, eyes watering.

If he goes to the living world, it means he can get hurt and get killed and he will lose people he thinks important to him!

The worst is he will not see Cain for some time, the King of Hell is like the father he never had!

"Shhh" the other hushed while getting up and hugged Harry " I promise I will try to visit you and if impossible… we can always wait you die and pass 100 years with each other before the time is up again."

"Why the hell will my body disappear if I don't?" he kicked his feet to the floor "I was having fun mutilating people and souls!" he muttered, caressing his cheeks to Cain's chest.

"You know we can't fight the will of Death" was the answer he received, his eyes turning completely black again with pursed lips.

Harry flinched when he saw the eyes completely black, it just happens when Cain is angry. Cain is always kind and fatherly toward Harry but it doesn't change the man is sadistic and cruel by nature with other people, and Harry really doesn't wish to be around an Angry Cain.

When Cain saw the worried face of Harry, he finished the hug, stepping away and schooled his face back into a smile;

"You should follow him before he decides to go back."

Harry opened his mouth then closed it, his cheeks changing to pink. He fidgeted under the curious gaze of Cain before he jumped, his arms moving around Cain's neck in a hug and muttered on his ears;

"Goodbye… dad" his voice trembled, scared he will make the man angry.

He let go then ran away from the hall, letting behind a surprised Cain.

Cain stood here frozen, looking at the door by where Harry walked out before he smiled slightly;

"Dad… huh?" he shook his head, he never thought someone would call a demon like him, father, but his joy disappeared slightly at the thought of his son being away for who knows how many time, he growled aggressively;

"JOKER!" he yelled.

A tall man with short blonde hair, blue eyes and a patch on his left eyes walked out from the shadows;

"Yes, Master?" he asked while bowing.

Thunderous Black eyes turned to Joker;

"Take me some souls," he said through gritting teeth's, and Joker grimaced slightly, flinching under that powerful gaze. He nodded his head, answering affirmatively and disappearing back into the shadows, it seems nobody will be safe from the rage of the King of Hell.

Harry and Death walked through a corridor with different doors, he looked at them curiously, and he even opened one, seeing that once the door opened, you will see an exact copy of the Veil in the same color of his eyes, the AK eyes. At first, they were a beautiful green, but when he died, they took the same color than the AK curse.

"We are here, master" informed Death while stopping next to a dark brown door, his bony hand reached and opened it, Harry walked next to him, looking at the Veil dubiously.

He didn't see Death stepping behind him, and he jumped in surprise when the bony hand fell on his shoulder, pushing him into the Veil;

"Until next time, my master" a smile appeared on his lipless and bony face.

Harry turned around while falling and sent a glare to him; he doesn't care if the being is omnipotent, he will wake him pay next time he sees him!

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