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It watched as the strange being in the form of a boy named Harry Potter wandered around, shifting from one place to another, getting accustomed to utilizing the authority it bestowed upon him faster than anticipated.
Who could have predicted that things would play out this way? It had always thought that its end was near, considering how small a chance that tainted/corrupted teen had of saving it.
All of that was useless now, though, because it finally had a way—an idea presented to it by an outsider—an exceedingly demanding and risky solution, but it was a solution nonetheless, for it had a better success rate than relying on a corrupted teen.
A real-life VR game, he called it… a small world… a pocket reality… a dream realm…
He called it many names, but it understood what the strange outsider intended to do. He essentially wanted to create a small information dimension that housed new concepts and laws for it to absorb, a way for it to complete itself and maybe offload some of the excess energy it had and gain a new path for its evolution.
It knew that this was an uncertain path. It knew that the outsider just wanted its power, its authority, but it didn't mind. Not really. For what's the use of an authority that can't be used? A power that couldn't be utilized because all it could do with it was keep itself from imploding—just to preserve the life within it safe from itself?
Oh, it had tried to offload some of its burdens before. It had created different beings at first, but that too didn't seem to help. It still had a lot of energy and was gaining and generating more.
Its first child, Infinity, was still incomplete, even after all this time. Its second was asleep until it got corrupted beyond saving, and its last, Dream, was still nothing but a child compared to its siblings.
It had allowed the creation of more sapience along the way, but it didn't consider those its children, not truly.
They were just its way of relieving itself from some of the ever-increasing weight it had, a way to gain more data, a way for it to gain enough information to evolve, to become a more stable world, a world that could manage itself, defend itself, a world that had proper authority over itself and its inhabitants.
The new beings created within it called themselves the primordials—what a pretentious title.
Still, it observed as they got used to using their powers; it observed as they created different realms, different dimensions, but they too got burdened by the weight of their authority—or maybe they just got bored? It didn't really care much for the reason—for they too started creating different beings to offload some of their conceptual weight.
Their children called themselves gods.
It didn't like them. They were lazy; they thought themselves the most important; they didn't try to create new things. They didn't try to understand the power they had, nor did they try to bear some of its burdens.
Then another god was born, though this one didn't have a primordial creator. It wasn't the first of its kind, but he was definitely an anomaly compared to the rest of them.
The newborn named itself YHWH. He was better and stronger than most of them despite being the youngest.
He tried. He experimented with his power. He added more concepts to it, which gave it more data, so it rewarded him by giving him access to its authority of creation. It gave him access to the concept of creation to see what he would do with it.
He went and created new realms. He encroached on a lot of primordial domains during his experimentation, but he was protected by it, so no one could do anything to him. He built himself a realm he called Heaven, then went on and created a realm for mortals and called it Earth. He then went on and created children of his own, calling them angels long before he created what he called humans.
Other gods got jealous of this, so they connected their realms with the new mortal realm right after Gaia fused herself and her own realm with it.
They tried to create their own humans too, though they didn't succeed like he did. Their creation lacked the potential woven into the ones created by YHWH, so they stopped, though they didn't stop fast enough.
*There was a reason humans of today lacked the potential that their old ancestors had.*
Still, not everything about humans was positive because humans did not have a good influence on it. They had managed to use their belief to tie the concepts of chaos, evil, suffering, unknown, negativity, and so many more together that it ended up corrupting its child.
Its little piece of chaos had been getting more corrupted and twisted as time went by.
It did not like it, but it also couldn't do anything about it—other than observing.
YHWH sealed its child, called it a beast, a danger to his creation. He didn't try to find a way to help its child even though he knew he was wrong. He just cared about his creation more.
So later, when he died by the hands of his creation, it refused to help him; it didn't give him the concepts he sacrificed to seal its child back, thus denying him the ability to reincarnate or reform himself like other gods do.
Still, that was all in the past, and now it had a new interesting being to observe—no matter how strange it found him.
It couldn't help but feel amused by how hard the strange being was trying to control himself, believing that he could end the world by losing control—he couldn't—for even if he tried, it wouldn't allow it.
Still, for now, all it could—all it would—do is watch how he was going to complete his part of the deal.
Was it feeling excitement? Just thinking about it? It didn't know, so it shall observe.
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[Harry Potter]
*'Achoo!'*
*'Is someone talking about me?'* I thought as I wiped my nose while pulling Elizabeth up into the air.
"Woooop!" I said as I gently threw her into the air, eliciting some giggles, then brought her closer to the grass in the park, where we were sitting and watching her stretch out her legs in different ways as she tried not to touch the grass.
"You really don't want to touch grass, do you?" I asked as I sat her down on my lap. "I guess I can see why. You're taking after your daddy, aren't you? Yes, you are!" I threw her into the air playfully again, watching her eyes widen every time I did it.
"Giggle!"
"Hey, sweetheart, what do you think I should do to all these peepers we have?" I asked aloud as I held Elizabeth up, making sure to keep her at eye contact level. "They don't seem to understand the meaning of 'I don't have time for them today,' right? They must be really stupid, so killing them would be like doing nature a favor, right? Like cleansing the idiocy that plagues the world? What do you think?" I continued, my voice childish and playful.
The people outside the five-hundred-meter dome of protection that was my domain tensed up a little when they heard what I said. The alert emotions of those standing closest to the boundary of my domain were slightly more perceivable than the rest.
Now, why was I in a park, you ask? Well, I got bored and tired after ten hours of shopping, so I decided to sit down and relax for the afternoon—that's a lie—the real reason is that Elizabeth woke up and started being fussy, so I kind of had to.
"Hey, kid, you really shouldn't default to killing as a solution. And shouldn't you be teaching your kid not to kill? At least that's what I thought humans taught their children nowadays," said the man in three-piece clothing who was sitting a few meters away from me.
This man was none other than Azazel, the leader of the fallen angels, and he had been sitting there since I sat down half an hour ago— And since his photos are all over devil net it becomes really hard not to recognize him.
Now, some people would wonder: Why isn't Harry on guard against one of the strongest beings on Earth? Well, the answer to that is simple. He was inside my domain, and within these five hundred meters, anything that has power greater than that of an ordinary human gets said power sealed.
Meaning it didn't matter if it was a god, angel, devil, youkai, or even human—as long as they had even 1% more strength than an ordinary human, then that 1% would get sealed.
Azazel on his part had been studying this mechanism and trying to figure out a way to circumvent said seal since he entered my domain, but as you can see, he still hasn't found a way.
"Yeah, and look where that has gotten them," I replied. "And don't think all your attempts to circumvent the seal on you have gone unnoticed. It was cute before, like watching a monkey trying to figure out how to operate a computer, but said cuteness was thrown out the window when you started talking," I continued as I looked into his eyes, watching the threat-level assessment in his mind start rising.
I am not stupid enough to think these people are here to make friends; they are here to make a threat assessment of me, so they can decide how to go about dealing with me.
"Ahhh, kids these days are not cute at all," said the man with a goatee that looked too symmetrical to be real as he sighed and shook his head. "They really need to learn how not to make enemies left and right," he continued as he stood up.
" what do you want, Azazel?"
"Ah, so you knew who I was… I don't know if you're arrogant or just that self-assured.
I suppose it doesn't matter; I didn't come here to make enemies today. I just heard that the elusive Sage was sighted shopping in Kyoto and wanted to cut back on the paperwork by coming here to investigate the validity of the information," he said as he walked toward me and sat down right in front of me while extending his right hand for a handshake. "Azazel, leader of Grigori and the fallen angels, at your service."
"Harry Potter, a wizard," I shook his hand.