Regulus of Hogwarts: Lord of the Stars

Regulus Black. A tragic side character in the original tale, the "good son" of the Noble House of Black, and an early casualty of Voldemort's reign.

In 1961, his eyes fluttered open again, but a completely different soul now resided within.

Confronted by the suffocating chains of a pure-blood family, the impending darkness of Voldemort's rise, and a fate that seemed destined for the grave—he chose to raise his head and gaze at the starry sky.

Magic is the absolute power to rewrite reality. Why do wizards waste it on petty political games and greed?

Why is it that throughout thousands of years of magical history, no one ever dreamed of leaving this planet?

What Muggles can do, shouldn't wizards be able to conquer as well?

Lily: "He’s not like the other Slytherins."

Snape: "Wrong. He is a textbook Slytherin, and an absolute menace!"

Malfoy: "I see now… there was never just one path to choose."

Sirius: "My brother is a pure-blood madman!"

Voldemort: "That Black… his sheer talent is intoxicating. He must…"

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Gemini Description:

History is written by the victors. But what do you do when your name is already etched into the lists of the dead?

While his older brother loudly burns bridges to chase the light, Regulus remains in the suffocating shadows of the rotting Black family tree. A storm is gathering.

The Dark Lord is calling, and ancient bloodlines are marching blindly to the slaughter for a mere illusion of power.

But the youngest Black refuses to play the game. He won’t be a pawn for the darkness, nor a martyr for the light.

Stripping magic down to its very atoms and bending the fabric of space itself, he seeks an absolute, terrifying power that transcends earthly politics.

What will become of someone whose gaze is fixed far beyond the starry sky? A savior, a monster, or something this world has never seen before...