Chapter 107: Talk!
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I was standing in a large glade, in a spacey clearing surrounded by thick forest. The sky was clear with nary any clouds to hide its vastness. I could feel the warmth of the grass in my bare heels as the sun began descending down from its pinnacle.
I didn't know how I got here.
I should be worried, but I wasn't.
I moved towards the figure lying helplessly on his back, coughing and moaning in pain. He had dark hair and dark brown, almost black, eyes. The middle aged man didn't seem to notice me even when I was standing near him. He was staring at the glaring sun with his own furious glare.
"It can't end like this. Not like this. I am lord Voldemort. I won't die like a no name in some ditch far away from civilization. No, I won't die. I am lord Voldemort." He hissed defiantly.
But it was in vain, his skin was turning white as if his very blood was magically disappearing from beneath his skin. His eyes dimmed until only a pinpoint of shine was left in them.
I was left bamboozled as I lay witness to the pathetic demise of the strongest wizard of the century.
I spoke too soon.
The dark lord sat up suddenly. He wasn't dead yet. No, he was now far stronger than he ever was. He seemed to be brimming with power. Pure unadulterated raw power. I stepped back reflexively. The strength he gave off was just too much.
It was like standing before a firestorm. If I was anyone else I might have fallen on my knees already.
But no, I wasn't that weak. I stood my ground and saw the mystified dark lord getting on his feet. Apparently, Voldemort himself wasn't sure what was happening and how he got this strange power.
We didn't need to wait much longer for our answers.
A giant entrance appeared a few yards away. No, it wasn't exactly a doorway, but more of an ornate mirror. We held our breaths, staring at the mirror with dread and curiosity.
A young man who couldn't be more than twenty five years old, stepped out of it. My eyes widened in recognition. The face of the man who came through the mirror was familiar.
It was my own face. Well, not exactly the same, but definitely similar. It was a far older and more handsome face than mine. But I could clearly see the similarities between us. We had the same emerald eyes and the exact shade of dark hair.
He too didn't seem to notice me, focussing his attention on Voldemort instead.
"Bow." The being uttered coldly.
It was as if the gravity around us increased tenfold. As if nature itself coveted his voice and followed it like a loyal puppy. A massive force slammed over the stupefied Dark Lord. Voldemort couldn't do anything against it and dropped down on his knees with his face pressed on the grass subserviently.
I somehow managed to keep standing.
"Who are you?" Voldemort choked out a reply as he turned up his face to look at the stranger venomously.
The being smiled softly but his eyes remained cold and apathetic. "I am Chaos. The King of Gods. The Creator. The Destroyer. The Primordial who rules the multiverse. As you can see, I go by many names. But you may be familiar with my birth name. I am Harry Potter."
A complete silence fell on us. The wind itself stopped. The good weather wasn't sunny anymore. I looked up to see that the sun was still shining, but the heat and the light of it had considerably diminished. Funny it may sound, but the thought that the 'Earth had put on sunglasses' came to the forefront of my mind.
I didn't laugh. I was far busier staring at Chaos. I was hungrily taking in the figure of the man who gifted me with the unique Gamer power. The one who saved my family from becoming slaves to Death Eaters.
"Impossible. The Potter boy should be just a child now." Voldemort gasped out, trying in vain to raise his head from the ground.
"You are correct. Harry Potter of this world is indeed only a normal child right now. Then obviously I am not of this world. Does it really surprise you that there are infinite worlds out there with infinite Harry Potters?" Chaos smirked blankly and sat up on a conjured throne right before the struggling dark lord.
"Answer me when I ask a question, Tom? Or do you want to perish?"
"No. I am not surprised." Voldemort spat out angrily, knowing when to rein in his pride, aware that he wasn't even a fly in front of this being.
"Hmm. Let's forgo the small talk and get right to the meat of the matter. After waiting for years to get resurrected by your followers, you were disappointed in their loyalty and productivity. So, you undid the Horcrux ritual and mended your soul back since no one was coming to save you. I applaud your mastery in magic to function even when you were just a ghost. That is indeed praiseworthy. But did you really think that there were no drawbacks or repercussions for undoing the Horcrux ritual? For going back on your sacrifice and promise? For trying to gain back your humanity?"
When the dark lord kept his sullen silence, Chaos went on with his explanation.
"The drawback, as you were feeling earlier, was the corruption of your soul parts. Your different soul parts were slowly gaining their own self when you abruptly tried to merge them together, when you quenched their growth. In simple terms, your very soul turned cancerous. You would have surely died. But I saved you and made you stronger, far stronger than you would ever have become on your own. You are almost an equal to a minor god in terms of power right now. You should thank me. Do it now."
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