What a Coincidence? You Want to Achieve Godhood Too?

As a high-ranking official of the Ministry of Magic, its Minister, and a subordinate of Dumbledore—the most powerful man in the entire Wizarding World—Barty Jr. had received more than enough respect and recognition in this world.

His foolish father had long since been buried beside his mother, while anyone who had dared accuse or order him around had been sent to Azkaban long ago.

It could be said that his current life was very close to the life he wanted.

Of course, there were still flaws—he liked Mr. Dumbledore's iron-fisted policies, but the man was still far too... merciful.

Those Mudbloods, those whose bloodlines were not pure enough, could actually live decent lives merely because they obeyed the law—people like them deserved to be slaves.

Barty Jr. was sometimes glad that he worked at the Ministry of Magic. If he had been at Hogwarts, he would even have had to work alongside a Squib. That was something he could never tolerate.

Of course, he could only keep such dissatisfaction to himself. Whenever he thought of what had happened to those who dared defy Mr. Dumbledore, he shuddered from the bottom of his heart.

Late at night, when no one disturbed him, he would sometimes think of the most important person in his life.

Only at that person's side had he felt that his ideals and dreams received the greatest respect... That person shared his bold, twisted, terrifying thoughts.

Only...

He felt that he would probably never see that person again in this lifetime—the wizard he had once revered as his master.

Dazed, Barty Jr. woke from unconsciousness. The first voice he heard snapped him fully awake.

Cold, indifferent, cruel, and carrying a trembling arrogance.

He turned his head in disbelief. "Master... Lord Voldemort..."

He saw a face he did not