Chapter 54: Some Beings!
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[Don't be stupid, Henry, it won't work on her. Some beings are out of my range. And unfortunately she is one of them. ]
Isis grumbled and no screen popped up to give him details about the lady giggling in front of him.
"You are still mad about that, Isis? Of course, we wouldn't give you power to topple us from our thrones that easily." Lady Death smirked slyly.
"Time out!" Henry interrupted, having enough of being in the dark. He glared at the entity far stronger than him and said, "Start from the beginning."
Death hummed thoughtfully and again laid down on the bed with her legs thrown over his lap. He scowled but didn't push them away.
"First of all, Harry, you should know that there are various gods and goddesses in every world. These divine beings are powerful enough to destroy worlds and create new ones. Though they aren't unique. There are uncountable numbers of them in the multiverse. They number in billions and trillions.
"Still, ultimately, they are just a speck of dirt compared to the Creator. The all powerful, the omniscient one. Yes, the very same being who created Isis and gifted her to you. Do you know why he did that, why he gave you a power which has no limits? Which can theoretically make you as strong as the Creator himself in a few hundred centuries?" She asked rhetorically.
Henry shook his head, feeling all nervous and scared. How was he to react to that there were beings thousand times stronger than him and yet they were still nothing compared to the Creator.
"Because you are one of the most tragic versions of Harry Potter in the whole multiverse." She said softly.
Henry was taken aback by that. What exactly did she mean by that? As if hearing his unasked question, she began again after a moment of silence.
"If you can remember, it was the very same day that your house was attacked after you got your gamer power. Now think about how that incident would have played out if you didn't have the necessary power to save your family."
Harry felt dread roar in his stomach. His eyes widened in fear.
"I will tell you what would have happened. While your mother was immensely strong and tried her best, she was in the end defeated. Not because she lacked skills to kill them, but because they had you and Iris as hostages. Not having the heart to see your pain, she dropped her wand and went on her knees. After that, they kidnapped you three and took you to their Manor which was heavily protected. From then on your life was miserable. You three were chained in the basement where you were provided only enough food and water that you would survive."
Henry was quivering in fear, knowing where this was going.
"Do you want me to go on? You have seen enough of the world to know what happened next to your family. You three were never rescued. The three of you died in that same cell decades later after your mind and body broke from the constant torment, leaving your children to suffer the same fate as yours. In your world, the Potter line ended up being nothing, but slaves for your enemies. The once mighty family of Potters at last was reduced to sexual slaves."
Lady Death saw how pale the boy had become and how he trembled from unbridled rage. She gently placed her hand on his shoulder, absorbing his rage and calming him.
"Fortunately for you, the omniscient one changed the fate of yours and gave you a power to be free from divine influences such as fate and everything."
"But why? Why would he go this far to help me? I am not arrogant enough to think that my life was the worst in the entire multiverse. There must be more than a million people in worse condition than me. Why did he help me?" Henry whispered, his eyes still unseeing as torturous 'what if' images played in his mind.
Lady Death's lips turned up in a teasing smile.
"Because the Creator isn't an impartial being. He is biassed towards all the Harry Potters. You must have guessed it by now, yes, the Creator once was Harry Potter too and he vehemently disagrees to let any of his variants or their families suffer. You would be surprised to know that all the infinite number of Harry Potters are powerful and happy due to him. They are magical giants and leaders of their countries. Some of them are good and some of them are evil, but all of them end up being happy and successful."
Henry took in the new information with a nervous gulp. While he was thankful to the Creator, he still wasn't comfortable with his attention on him. It wasn't easy getting used to the feeling that whatever you do or think is known by some all-knowing being. Before he could ask any more questions, she continued by her own accord.
"But you, Harry Potter, are more special than your other kins. You are given a Power with no limits. If you keep on growing, you will one day may fulfil your objective." Death said softly as she scooted back to her place.
"And what objective is that?" He asked with bated breath.
"Isn't it obvious? To become the Creator's equal of course."
Henry would have laughed if he didn't see how serious Lady Death was.
"The Creator is known by many names. But his real title is, the God of Chaos. And when there is Chaos there must be Order. You will be the God of Order. Not soon. It will take a number of centuries for you to reach that level, but you are the desired candidate for that title. These two forces, Chaos and Order are the strongest domains of the entire multiverse. One Harry Potter already is Lord of Chaos while the other domain is still unoccupied. And since the Creator is biassed, he wants only Harry Potter to reach his level and no one else. You, boy, are in luck. I hope you won't squander the chance that my husband gave you."
Saying that, the immortal woman slid off the bed and stood up.
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