Aeternum: Group Chat

Aeternum: Chat Group Synopsis

Five individuals. Five people who, in normal situations, wouldn't even know about each other. They were brought together; traveling through different worlds, growing in ways they couldn't have imagined.

The first found love with the second; the second finally managed to awaken her dormant potential, the third achieved his dream sooner than expected, the fourth connected with a purpose he never expected. Finally, the fifth reached and surpassed his ideal.

These five individuals changed each other's lives, all friends and family. All supporting each other.

"Yes! Surpass your limits and touch the firmament! The five of us await you, dear heirs!

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Chapter 1: New possibilities

A long sigh was heard inside an empty room. The walls looked cold in their construction and there was barely a candlelight illuminating the place. The person responsible for the sigh was sitting while leaning on a table that he had moved near the window. His arms were on the table while he rested his chin on his upper limbs. His black hair seemed messier than usual, and his eyes behind the round-framed glasses did not have their peculiar shine that caught the attention of many.

In short, the young man seemed discouraged.

And it was normal given his current circumstances: the Triwizard Tournament. Harry Potter, the so-called boy-who-lived, was forced to participate in this tournament which, now being inside it, he realized how dangerous it could be. Honestly speaking, he just wanted to stand aside and watch as the true champions competed for glory and the prize in galleons.

The worst part of all this was that the school had turned against him, once again. His friend Ronald Weasley had become enraged because he thought Harry wanted all the glory for himself. He never believed in his so-called friend, in fact he didn't even listen to Harry.

Hermione was a little different. And while she heard him, she still kept a little distance from him, as if she really wasn't entirely sure about Harry's words. So, for two days now he had been coming to this place - at night - to be able to rest from all the whispers, insults and dirty looks. And, now, as he hid his face between his arms stretched out on the table, he just wanted to scream; he wanted to let it all out, to vent all the injustices that have plagued his life since he was born.

His uncles, the dangers he has experienced since he entered Hogwarts at the age of eleven, the treatment he received from Snape, the rumors about him from the students, the bad looks from them and the words behind his back.

He just... wanted to let it all out.

Then, when he had really lifted his head from his arms and opened his mouth, ready to scream and let out all his frustration and anger, he was surprised when he saw something strange in front of him. Something had appeared in front of his face, just a few centimeters away from him, not even a meter away.

[Do you want to live better?... Be stronger, freer and keep your destiny close to your hands?]

[If the answer is yes, then you just have to press the button]

[Yes] - [No]

"What... kind of magic is this?", muttering slowly as he looked at the apparent floating screen, he had read the words that were present. His fingers moved in a kind of spasm, trying to figure out what kind of joke this was, or if he was simply hallucinating after thinking so much about his life.

This was strange..., was what Harry thought, especially after thinking about the strange and dangerous events that had plagued his life since he was eleven. This was definitely the strangest thing that had ever happened to him in his entire life.

A floating screen? What was this?... But, the words were clear and precise, as if they were meant only for him. He wanted that... to live better... to be free... and for others not to have decisions about what he could or could not do in his life.

Then, almost unconsciously, Harry slowly moved his hand. His finger was not fully extended, as if he was testing if he could really touch the screen. And it worked: when he touched the affirmative option, the screen faded into a blue line before a noise caught Harry Potter's attention.

In front of him, just to the side of his left arm, was what looked like a device with a screen. Carefully, he picked it up and examined it. The thing was bigger than one of his hands and had a rectangular shape with a screen that barely left any edges. On the right side, there were two buttons, one longer than the other. On the back, a black color with a small circle on top was clearly visible, just below a larger circle that seemed to have four things he didn't know what they were.

Suddenly, Harry blinked and frowned immediately. Oddly enough, he had to blink because something... no, it was better to say that he discovered information in his head that he didn't know before. This was about what he had in his hand.

A smartphone... capable of browsing the internet, taking pictures, playing music and videos, among other things. But, most interestingly, it seemed to be an application that would allow him to talk to other people and also become stronger.

Harry pressed one of the buttons on the side and smiled a little as he saw the screen turn on. After that, he used one of his fingers to scroll through the options and begin setting up the phone, especially with his fingerprint. Having finished that in a couple of minutes, he went straight into the app he had gained knowledge of.

As he entered, he blinked as he had a smaller window over the chat.

"Huh?... A welcome gift?" Harry muttered a bit confused and curious.

[As the first member of the chat group, you can choose one of the options as a gift]

[By choosing one of the options, you will get a random gift from that category]

Harry gently scratched his cheek with his index finger. Honestly, there were a lot of categories to choose from. And, despite several being described by their names, some were confusing to him.

"Well... choosing something I have no idea about might just be silly. I'll choose the [Magic] category after all," Harry muttered and pressed the said category. At that moment, a glowing gift box was shown; he simply pressed the screen again before an animation of the gift opening was shown.

[Congratulations! [You have obtained the Magic: Memory-Make!]

Harry tilted his head slightly, completely bewildered. He didn't know what this type of magic was, but if he had to draw a conclusion, it would be something related to memory. But, from one moment to the next, he felt himself gaining knowledge and power over said magic. He could even see a slight aura surrounding his body.

It was at that very moment that he realized how powerful this magic could be.

Memory-Make, a type of magic that grants the caster the ability to manipulate memories. It also gives the user an incredible memory ability, being able to memorize the opponent's heartbeats, footsteps, and magic. The caster can also create "memories" of themselves that are similar to holograms. This magic also allows the user to create new magic spells by combining spells from other magic that the user has memorized before. In addition, the user can negate magic spells used by the opponent that the user had already memorized by "forgetting" the spell.

This wasn't all, because Harry also understood that by having this kind of magic, no one could manipulate his memories, nor read his memories. This was definitely a powerful and convenient magic! And while at the moment it was a bit useless, Harry knew that he only had to see how strong people like Dumbledore or Snape cast magic so that he could remember them and use them at another time.

"How great! This will be very helpful with the tournament!" Excited about his future possibilities, Harry exclaimed a little before realizing that he could be discovered outside his common room during curfew hours.

"I think I better go back to the common room and go to bed. I can find out more about this app tomorrow," he muttered before getting up, placing his invisibility cloak on him and opening the marauders map, so that he could have a smooth path. But, at that moment he realized that the fat lady could be asleep and not open it, or she would but notify that he was not in the common room.

"Well... I'll have to sleep here for today," Harry scratched his head a bit before sighing.

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