1 A chance

This is the way the world ends

Not with a bang but a whimper."

― T.S. Eliot

If I heard it before, I might have agreed, but now… I can't think of it as anything but wrong.

Thought a man who was sitting on his deathbed with loads of injuries on his body and three bodies behind him as if trying to protect them, with hordes of big monster-like creatures surrounding him, he had a smirk on his bruised face, as if laughing at his own situation.

"Well, I can't let you little sh*ts get away with what you have done to me and my friends so, come," said Harry as he stood up with great difficulty, each of his body parts hurting as if they were cut off, getting his broken sword ready he once again said, "COME YOU F*CKERS!!!!!!!"

Shouting, he charged into the swarm of monsters with a glint in his eyes; he swung his swords from left to right. From up to down, killing the abyssal creatures with his every slash. His broken sword drenched with monster blood, looked like a weapon of mass murder. With blood spurting out of his each and every wound, he screamed, but never stopped his slashing.

But his supreme performance didn't last long as he got bitten on his leg, preceded by getting his right shoulder ripped off, then followed by getting both of his legs ripped off.

He screamed and screamed until his throat got sore, followed by getting his head ripped off. "Ahh sigh, it seems I'll be following you guys in the afterlife so soon, Daniel, Hiro, Ash," thought Harry. As he closed his eyes on the ripped-off head, letting go of his spirit, which was already exhausted by the constant stress situation.

But it seemed as if the world had other intentions for him.

As he thought he died, he felt something was wrong. He opened his eyes, and he saw that everything around him had changed. His surroundings were all white, with nothing around him. He felt he was in a void. He felt that he was standing but floating at the same time.

Am I in heaven… thought Harry, but why is 'never gonna give you up' playing here? Am I getting rickrolled in heaven? Or is this hell?

As he was thinking all of this, he heard echoes of someone laughing.

"KEKEKEKEEKE"

"No, you're in my private space and it seems this song was very annoying to the people of your time so, I thought I should play it as you might also get annoyed but it seems you like this song," said a guy who was wearing a robe, he had green hair and his face was covered with a mask that looked like that of serpent's face. He had an air of arrogance surrounding him as if he was the ruler of the world. He gave an oppressing feeling which would even make the courageous of all people nervous.

Harry seeing him, felt that he was suffocating and his knees might bend by themselves. This feeling felt like that of prey sitting in front of its predator, a nobody sitting in front of a king, a sinner sitting in front of GOD.

but there was a feeling inside him that told him to oppose this dominance even if he died trying. This feeling was from his instincts like from the deepest level of consciousness, as the pressure increased slowly Harry almost screamed while trying to stay standing.

Seeing this the robed man was impressed albeit a little, so he stopped the pressure in an instance.

Feeling the pressure gone like as if it was never there, Harry was very surprised but he was mainly relieved because of the absence of pressure then he remembered what this man said before.

"Well, yeah, I like this song. This song was the best to troll people on the internet, and wait a minute, what the f*ck is all this? I think I died, so why am I here? And who are you?" said Harry as he said the first part of the sentence with a pained smirk and the latter half with slight redness on his face and an extremely confused face.

"I don't think I need to explain this but because you just died, I might make an exception, the pressure was because I wanted to test the person who entered this place to be able to stand against the face of absolute danger but seeing you, I think it was unnecessary." Said the robed man while smirking.

"And yes, you died but it seems that fate has something other planned for you because you died above one of the places where my inheritance could be activated. Well, luck works in wonderous ways as you met the basic requirements for gaining my inheritance, which was to have a serpent-based ability and coming back from the edge of life once but in your case, you died, huhuhuhu." Said the robed man.

There was a single thought in Harry's mind… WHAT IN THE NAME OF ACTUAL F*CKK!!!!!!!!!

"I know anyone would be surprised when they come back to life. As for the question of who am I, I would have answered that but I think you don't have enough time left as your consciousness is dissipating. So, come here after you wake up and the metamorphosis starts again and CONGRATULATIONS ON GETTING 'THE NAGA'S INHERITANCE', YOU'RE VERY LUCKY KID," said the robed man, who started laughing.

WAIT-

as Harry was about to say something he started getting dizzy and the last thing he heard before becoming unconscious, "and I forgot to tell you one important thing, I have modified the system you get after the metamorphosis, now it has become-".

"Oh, he passed out already well I am sure I'll meet him again not in this time but in the next cycle, and it seems that the strings of fate are surrounding him, he might be the one to inherit my title, who knows." echoed the robed man's voice.

…

『 Received the inheritance skill: ouroboros's cycle 』

『 Activating ouroboros's cycle:

sending the host's consciousness back in time. 』