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Harry James Potter was bored. Very, very bored. His title as the Master of Death, which meant that he was now Death, had given him the power to do whatever he wanted without repercussions. He studied everything from the whitest to the darkest of magics. He read every book that came his way and stored away all manner of knowledge in his mind. He studied what muggle science had to offer and more. His power and knowledge grew in ways no other being could have imagined. He created new spells capable of regenerating limbs, and others capable of producing a slow, torturous death. He created others capable of creating an entire forest, and others capable of destroying a continent.
He has done the cruelest things a being can do, like when he committed genocide on an entire planet, or the craziest things, like when he created that planet where the food could talk and they were at war with humans. He killed anyone he wanted just because and no one could say anything to him. He got everything that humans could ever want.
(Because being powerful will excuse you from anything and grant you everything.)
He’s been to universes where he made history, and others where he was worshipped as a god. Like that one universe where the gods decided to destroy humanity and Harry, as Michael Nostradamus, defeated Odin, granting victory to humanity. Or maybe like that world where he became a half-ghost, half-human hero named Phantom, only to become “King Phantom,” which, technically, he already was. He also went to another world where he gave the middle finger to the Justice League once he, as Conner Kent, was born as a clone only to be despised by the heroes, which caused Harry to destroy that world. He even went to one, this time with his original appearance, and ended up meeting a purple titan named Thanos who became obsessed with Death aka Harry.
As Death, Harry was a concept beyond the understanding of humans and even some gods. He became a being that existed in every universe, multiverse, and omniverse. With such power, Harry traveled to many dimensions and multiverses to leave his mark on them. He created civilizations, organisms, stars, and planets that he manipulated at will. He also killed and committed genocide against many races, mostly humanity. Harry created, but he also destroyed.
But in the end, everything led him to the same place, his sad original planet where he took the scythe of Death millennias ago, and where he now lives alone. The only thing that rules his planet is death and silence, darkness and sadness. And Harry, as much as he wanted to deny it, felt alone. He didn't deny that he loved several people in his travels between universes, he even liked the cruel Odin a little, but Harry didn't know if that god meant forever. He didn't know if one of them was for him. But at this point in his existence, where Harry has already lived for millennias, he already considered that it was time to have an immortal partner, although he wouldn't accept just anyone either.
So right now Harry was in his great library, in his magical and gigantic castle based on the Château de Chambord in France, which was even bigger inside thanks to his magic. The castle even accompanied him to other universes, and right now they were in Harry's original world, destroyed and grey by the Third World War.
After the war against Voldemort, Harry married Ginny and had three children whom he sent to Hogwarts and watched grow into adolescence, but not into adulthood, because in the year 2025, just twenty-seven years after the death of Lord Voldemort, the Muggles finally learned of the existence of the magical world.
First, there were talks of peace treaties and separations. Not long after, there were talks that magical beings should be identified wherever they went, as Hitler did with the Jews in his time. Then, magical beings began to be taken and experimented on, and finally, they began to be killed.
The supposed peace treaty didn't last five years before envy, greed and fear took hold of the Muggles and they began an all-out war against the wizarding world. It was then that the few remaining purebloods understood that no matter how powerful magic was, it was a few million versus billions with many dangerous weapons. The wizards had underestimated the Muggles, who had continued to evolve and develop, while the wizards had remained stuck in the past.
And once the nuclear bombs were dropped, there was no turning back.
By the year 2045, radiation had consumed the entire world, infected every living thing, and contaminated all water. And magic had abandoned everyone. Wizards and witches were no longer born, magical creatures disappeared, and the earth no longer yielded fruit.
The world had come to an end.
All his loved ones had died. His people had died. His world had died. And no matter how much he wanted to die too, he couldn't. Harry understood that for him to die, all life in all realities had to disappear. But Harry wasn't the only being, there was Life too, so Harry understood that he would never die.
Harry Potter cried. He cried because Tom Marvolo Riddle, Lord Voldemort, had been right. Gellert Grindelwald had been right. Muggles were dangerous. And it was a realization that broke his heart.
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It happened in one of the many dimensions of Harry's universe, and it wasn't even in his generation, it was the generation where Dumbledore and Grindelwald were brilliant wizards fighting each other in the 1930s.
Harry didn't even try to get into the story like he usually did, butting into the narrative and screwing it up just for fun. This time he just decided to sit back and enjoy the scenery. But as if he were a child again and not the millennial man he was, Harry underestimated Gellert.
Gellert, who with his piercing heterochromatic eyes could almost taste the magic that surrounded Lord Hadrian Morten. Gellert, who could see how the Dementors acted around the beautiful man with long hair and eyes like the Killing curse itself. Gellert, who decided to investigate further until he could find out what made the wizard so special.
"Blessed be the goblins," Gellert laughed, as if he hadn't just threatened the little creatures into giving up the identity of the wielder of the title he had longed for and which now belonged to another wizard.
That revelation was enough for Gellert to start a witch hunt against Harry. Harry just laughed in his face.
“Do you think any being can subdue me? I am Death!” Harry laughed maliciously, his eyes shining an exquisite emerald. Harry knew that Gellert knew who he was, and it amused him to see a creature think it could catch Death.
Death kneels before no one.
But being easily defeated only made Gellert even more obsessed with the one who called himself Death. And no matter how hard he tried, Gellert was not able kill his obsession for him.
So he decided that he needed help from beings equally or more powerful than Harry in order to bind Death to him. Gellert decided that if he couldn't be the Master of Death, then he would be Harry's consort.
Gellert asked the demon Mephistopheles for help, making a deal with him in exchange for his delicious soul. Mephistopheles accepted, not realizing that he had been tricked, since Gellert's plans were not to die, but to tie himself to Death and live forever. And without knowing it, Mephistopheles had given him the power and immortality necessary for Gellert to chase Harry across all the universes.
Harry knew he had nothing to fear from Mephistopheles, for he was Death and everyone would eventually go to his domain. But he couldn't ignore that Mephistopheles was powerful with very powerful allies, so Harry fled that dimension, only to find out that Gellert Grindelwald had abandoned everything to pursue him.
The chase took them through many dimensions and universes, where it only caused Gellert to become more obsessed with having Harry by his side, without stopping his hunt and without caring how many worlds and how many people he had destroyed and killed in his pursuit.
Their chase had already lasted for almost a thousand years, with Harry irritated at having a tail and Gellert delighted and willing to chase him for another millennia if necessary, and across infinite dimensions if he had to.
They passed through a dimension where Harry was a young demon hunter with beautiful hanafuda earrings and a jealous twin brother, and Gellert was a mad demon king. Harry managed to escape until he was old, before being killed by his twin, and Gellert decided to create demons and leave a huge mess before disappearing.
They then went to a dimension where Dumbledore and Gellert conquered the world, only for the mad pursuer to kill that Dumbledore and begin a hunt for Harry, a young wizard hiding with his family in the United States. The world ended with a fight between both wizards that destroyed the Earth.
They arrived at a dimension where no matter how much Harry abused his insane disciple, it only led to Gellert cutting off his limbs just to marry him and join his harem of nearly a thousand women. Bored, Harry committed suicide and ran away, causing Gellert to destroy the world and come after him.
In another, Harry was the leader of the sun sect and Gellert was the leader of a lotus sect, it goes without saying that in the middle of the war, they both disappeared to fight in the stars, leaving behind a war, broken families, and havoc on the lands.
Harry even thought that he wouldn't be found in a dimension where he was a "one-eyed" prince within an incestuous family who were dragon riders. But still from the North, Gellert knew who he was and both of them turned the kingdom upside down with their fight between ice and fire, literally, with Harry using his fire magic and Gellert using ice magic to destroy the Seven Kingdoms and leave havoc and people thinking they were gods.
Harry even went to a universe where he reverted to being Conner Kent and Gellert was his powerful donor named Clark Kent, totally obsessed with him and harassing him and the League to get him back, Harry ran away and Gellert chased after him.
They managed to reach a universe where they were themselves but no one had magic. It was a surprise to the world when they saw two of the most powerful families being enemies, and even more so when they saw two beings who in the future would be praised as aliens by many and as gods by others.
They also arrived in a world where Harry was one of the many concubines forgotten by His Majesty Emperor Marvolo Slytherin and Gellert was the Emperor of another continent. It was a surprise to many to see the actions between a low-ranking concubine and an emperor. Especially when said concubine was married to another emperor. Let's just say that things ended with the Snake Emperor's empire destroyed and the culprits on their way to another universe.
No matter where he went, Gellert followed him and fucked with his fun time. And wherever they went, they left a whole world full of confusion because of these two beings with powers worthy of gods. Their magical fights had left worlds and planets destroyed, even one or another solar system. Something not worrying because the universes were infinite and new ones were always being created.
"I'm getting tired of this, boy," Harry had said irritably, his orange hair shining like the sunset. There was great irony in his words, given that Harry, even in his true form, was a very short and thin man, with long black hair, emerald eyes and aristocratic but delicate features. While Gellert was much taller and more muscular.
“None of this would have to happen if you would just let me have you, my beloved Chuuya.” Gellert smiled, his eyes shining with obsession.
“Shut your mouth, Fyodor. You are still too young to even dream of defeating me, a being already millenias old. But I must admit that I am getting tired of this game,” Death snorted. Harry knew he had more than enough power to take down Gellert, but it would be dangerous if he killed him since he was tied to Mephistopheles.
Suddenly, Avada's eyes lit up.
"Let's make a deal." His toothy grin only made Gellert happy.
“What do you have in mind, my beloved Death?”
“We're going to another dimension. One of our own. I'll choose which one.” Harry smiled, visions of thousands of dimensions running through his mind for him to choose from. Once he saw one, he smiled even bigger. “Your mission, Gellert Grindelwald, is to crown the rightful king and defeat the usurper.”
Gellert looked at him strangely, his eyes staring at the blue ones of the body that Death was occupying, Nakahara Chuuya.
“How will I know who they are? Aren't you going to leave me a clue?” He try to persuade.
“No.” he laughed.
And just like that, Nakahara Chuuya's body disappeared as if it had never been there. Shortly after, Fyodor Dostoevsky's body disappeared as well, not caring about the chaos their disappearances would leave behind.
Harry sat at the Slytherin table, smiling.
He hoped Gellert didn't know that he was supposed to crown Tom Riddle as King of the Wizarding World and that he was supposed to wipe out Albus Dumbledore and all his followers. Oh, and he was supposed to kill all the Muggles.
Potter's soft laugh only alerted the Slytherins and caused some worried looks and some nervousness, with the people around him moving away from him a little.
"Of course we would get the Potter who inherited the Black Madness," he heard Abraxas Malfoy whisper.
(But, oh you playful Death, you have left worlds in shambles and men obssessed with you and willing to follow the same path Gellert Grindelwald did just to reach you. Once they find you, what will they do? What will you do?)