Fate Breaker

A familiar soul finds themself Isekai’d without even getting to meet truck-Kim. She’s definitely not mad about it. Whether it’s a second chance out of pity for a tragic and pathetic life, or entertainment for the gods, it’s an opportunity. She’s never really been one to let those pass her by.XXXXXXXXXXThe thing about dying is you learn how many less fucks you can give, and I already lacked inhibition. If Fate thought a Visual Impairment would limit me, she got duped, and Magic and Death are laughing their asses off at her.Whatever. I’ve got a puppy to break out of the pound, a baby to cuddle, Weasley's to make wealthy, innovations to appropriate, a Malfoy to make cry, a house elf to free, an old goat to dethrone, a hero to help, and a society to throw into chaos.Pissing that bitch Fate off will come naturally.

Whooo! Another fic started! I’m so excited! This can be read as a stand alone, but it can also be read as a later life of a certain someone. This soul will have many a journey, so stay tuned if o interested. Otherwise, have fun , and as always leave a comment. Constructive criticism is ok too, and I’ll be editing for a few days yet. Thx for reading!