Arriving to Dust
“Are you sure?” asked Hadrian Morte, once upon a time known as Harry Potter. “Run the numbers again.”
“Master, there is no reason I would lie,” sighed the entity known as Death. “There are another ten deaths within the last refreshed time frame.”
Hadrian grimaced. “Around five hundred thousand deaths in the past month. The population is not even a tenth of it.” Even considering determination resets and killing just for fun, this was too high. Plus, no matter what, that stupid flower couldn't have even done this. His record was a fifth of this.
“Their population is at most eighteen thousand, even during their most over-populated days,” agreed Death. “I recommend you to go to Mt. Ebott yourself, Master.”
Hadrian scratched the back of their head, before nodding. “I won't be able to do paperwork then. Don't overwork yourself again.”
Death snorted at this. “I can't overwork myself, Master. If you have forgotten, I am, in fact, immortal.”
Hadrian rolled his eyes. “You know what I mean.” He then apparated away.
He appeared on a patch of yellow flower, buttercups to be exact. He had come here before. The first was a monster that died, but they sort of didn't die exactly. They just split themselves apart and are in every time and space, quite confusing really. However, Lord Time said they've got that figured out. The second due to monster souls not being properly able to move on because someone was injecting the damn monsters with human magic determination, and another time before that.
The third time and very not last was because of that stupid flower named Flowey, formerly known as Asriel Dreemurr, killing his monsters for fun, but also walking to escape with the human souls. Hadrian had to strike a deal with the damn flower for it not to. The deal was in exchange for not escaping Mt. Ebott, the flower was able to do anything in the underground and Hadrian would talk to the flower every three months. And yes, many of the times the flower begged Hadrian to go on a monster killing spree with them. Hadrian only did it only once, and very reluctantly.
Anyways, this place, Mt. Ebott, contained sealed away monsters by wizards for quite some time. The reason for being sealed away? These monsters could absorb human souls to gain power. In response, humans gained fear over this, and therefore, caused a war with the monsters.
In the end, the humans won and specific magical wizards of the magic community helped seal the monsters away. After monsters faded into only tales, the non-magical humans started to fear the wizards of having too much power and executed them. The wizards in response isolated themselves with a few exceptions.
The other magical communities also isolated along with the wizards but many grew apart when the wizards started being derogatory to them, like the vampires, werewolves, and veelas. Heck, before the stupid derogatory stuff, which included insults to laws, most of the wizards had friendships with them. Dear Death, some even had romantic relationships with them.
Unlike monsters, wizards never faded to only tales. The high positioned people of each country know of wizards. And no, the high positioned people don't know about the other magical beings, only wizards. Wizards only faded to tales to the common people and public, unless one have a magical child, that is.
Although, considering magic is technically in everyone, so everyone is technically a wizard if they try hard enough. It's strange how they killed their own before. But hey, humans can and will isolate, insult, and kill anyone different to them. Hadrian has experienced this himself, growing up in a not so magically active household with the exception of himself.
The fun thing is wizarding schools only accept ones that have enough power without the requirement of special meditation and learning, also known as the ones who have accidental magic at a young age. Hadrian was one of them.
Hadrian frowned at the pile of dust, monster dust to be specific, before entrance to Snowdin. The monster dust was also a lot, meaning likely from a boss monster. The boss monster that Hadrian thought might have died from here is likely Toriel. Hadrian grimaced. Monsters react differently from death to humans. The bodies dust when their souls are destroyed while humans don't.
Hadrian sighed as he entered Snowdin. Monster dust wasn't the easiest to see in the snow, but it was clearly there. At least, the death counter has to be at least somewhat factual. Monsters are dying, and someone is killing them. But who?
It is very likely a human. An adult is more likely than a child, but who knows. Humans have a lot more determination than monsters, meaning no matter what, because even a toddler would have a stronger determination than that stupid flower. But a child could make more sense. Treating this whole situation like a video game.
Swiftly, Hadrian walked towards the Waterfall. He found a pile of sticky dust, likely from the Royal Guard Undyne. She is the only known monster to have determination, other than Flowey, but she's only shown it when she's close to dying. It's like a hope to kill the attacker before she dies.
Then Hadrian walked into the Hotlands. More dust, a lot more dust. Ah it seems the murder robot, which got removed a lot of its murder features, also died. Shame.
Hadrian sighed as he walked towards The Core. Fun, this is where the guy that is Lord Time's problem died.
Hadrian then walked through the corridor, where Sans is. He is pretty much the only problem during the genocide runs the Flowey does, considering he remembers resets. He is also pretty much the only one who knows how murderous the fucking flower is.
Hadrian blinked as he clearly heard a Gaster Blaster being fired. Oh thank Death, Sans is still fucking alive.
Hadrian only hoped whatever he had to deal with wasn't going to be a nuisance.