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"What do you mean? I will be reincarnated over and over again?"
Harry, who was known in his second life as Aeryon Targaryen, looked at Death incredulously.
When Aeryon Targaryen died, Harry thought his journey was over, but he was clearly wrong.
Death: Didn't I explain this to you before, master?
Harry despairingly: I thought I would only be reborn once, not reincarnated over and over again.
Death: No, master, you will be reincarnated again and again in several worlds, and remember all that you have lived before, as well as the knowledge and power that you have already gained in previous lives. But don't worry, in the end I will find a suitable world for you to be born in and remain in forever.
Harry, pulling his hair roughly: Because hearing this helps a lot.
Death: Something else. In every world, you will have a soulmate / soulmates. In this world, Daemon Targaryen was your soulmate, the person most suitable for you and your magic. In other worlds, your soulmate might be one person, or they might be more than one person.
Before Harry could object, darkness enveloped him.