Even in a world saved,there are stories that never made it.
Timelines abandoned.Choices never chosen.Truths too dark to be told.
These are the Forgotten Futures—Where light was lost,Where names meant nothing,Where even Aarav… became the enemy.
And now, the Room of Requirement had opened a new door.
One that should not exist.
It appeared at midnight.
A silent door etched into the back of the Room of Requirement.
It had no handle.
No inscription.
Only a whisper, heard only by Aarav:
"Enter not to change…But to understand."
The Elder Wand hummed.
The Wand of Becoming pulsed.
Aarav touched the door—and it opened with a sigh, as if even reality didn't want him to go in.
Inside was a vast cathedral of ink and dust.
Floating tomes spun slowly in the void, each glowing a different color.
Each labeled not with a name,but with a possibility.
"A World Without Hogwarts""If Tom Riddle Loved""Harry Potter Chose Power""Aarav Turned First"
That last one glowed red.
The others shimmered softly.
But the red one pulsed with something deeper—
Warning.
Against every warning, Aarav opened the red book.
Images flooded his mind:
Aarav accepting the Codex's full power without resistance
Turning the Skill System into a weapon
Bending all magical races under his will
Transforming Hogwarts into a fortress of dominance
Harry dead
Luna corrupted
Dumbledore erased
This Aarav was not cruel.
He was cold.
A logic-bound tyrant who believed control was kindness.
"I took away their choices," the echo-Aarav whispered from the page,"so they could never hurt themselves again."
SYSTEM DETECTED:
Paradox Alert: Encounter with Multiversal Variant of Self File: Echo ID 000.91-B – Aarav Prime (The Overseer) Risk Level: High – Cognitive and emotional instability possible Advisory: Do not engage directly unless intent is stable
But Aarav… did engage.
He touched the echo.
The world twisted—
—and he stood in a mirror-Hogwarts, cold and gray, ruled by his other self.
On a throne of spellbooks and chained relics sat The Overseer.
Older.
Sharper.
Eyes of frost.
He regarded Aarav with a curious smirk.
"So… the sentimental one comes to see what he could have been."
"I came to learn," Aarav said. "Not to justify."
"Then learn this," the Overseer replied, standing, "freedom is inefficient. Order—true order—saves more lives than love ever could."
He raised his wand—a hybrid of the Elder Wand and Codex crystal.
"Let me show you… peace through obedience."
They clashed—not in fire and fury—but in ideals.
Light shaped like compassion vs. light shaped like control
Words meant to free vs. words designed to bind
Aarav's Lumen against the Overseer's Commandment Protocol
Every spell was a sentence.Every defense, a paragraph.
And in the center, the concept of choice trembled.
Aarav dropped his wand.
He let the Overseer strike him with truthbinding magic.
And still, Aarav smiled.
"You've kept them safe, yes.But what are they now?"
"Alive," the Overseer said.
"Not if they can't choose."
Then Aarav unleashed the Echoes of Lux—
A spell that didn't attack—
—it reminded.
Every soul in Overseer-Hogwarts remembered joy, pain, growth, friendship.
And the Overseer…
fell to his knees.
SYSTEM RESPONSE:
Echo Variant Conflict Resolved – Emotional Collapse Echo Title Archived: The Overseer Variant Memory Stored Trait Gained: Paradox Forged – Immune to Multiversal Collapse New Ability: Truthwalker – May enter any sealed timeline once per arc to learn or recover lost magic
Aarav gasped as he reentered the Library.
The red book closed.
But not erased.
He placed it back.
"Not to be used," he whispered."But never to be forgotten."
Luna entered quietly.
"You saw it?"
He nodded.
"What I could've been."
She smiled.
"Then that means you know who you are."