Justme2102
Note: This story is a complete, expanded rewrite of the original fanfiction published on FanFiction.Net by my old account, DoingThisForReasons.
They say that death is the ultimate equalizer-that in the quiet finality of the grave, the king and the beggar are finally made equal. But for Harry Potter, that universal law is a lie.
Millennia have passed since the war that defined his youth. The world has moved on, turning the grand towers of Hogwarts to nameless ruins and fading the legends of his friends into myth. Yet Harry remains, cursed with immortality as the unyielding anchor of the Deathly Hallows. He is no master; he is a harbinger, a grim reaper bound by eternity to hunt down those who dare defy the natural order.
Forced to execute power-hungry dark wizards and answer to the chilling manifestations of Death itself, Harry walks a freezing, lonely path. But when the weight of a thousand years becomes too heavy to bear, the Boy Who Lived must return to the ashes of his past just to remember what it means to be human. A dark, atmospheric, high-angst exploration of the true, terrifying price of the Hallows.