HP: The Magical Gamer [Chapter 109: Cruel & Ruthless! ] (Patreon)

"That's the same thing!" Voldemort complained.

A sudden chill came upon the room. Even I, who was just a spector, could feel the danger singing in every particle of the air.

"Let me finish my sentence, you imbecile child. Both you and the woman will be imprisoned here until one of you kills each other. When only one of you remains alive, the castle will let you go. That is the price you will pay for getting saved by me and acquiring more power from me. Now, either kill the woman, your other self, to have your freedom or become trapped in here. It's your own choice. Be glad for my merciful heart."

"That won't be difficult." Voldemort snarled and turned around to look at the sleeping beauty. He took out his wand and pointed it at the other Voldemort.

"Avada Keda-" He stopped short and hunched down in despair, not able to finish the spell. Not wanting to. Not able to.

Chaos suddenly laughed maniacally, his calm face turning ecstatic. "I see you understand now. It won't be so easy to kill a part of your own soul. She is you as much as you are her. She will understand you like no other. She will love you like no one can. She will be faithful and loyal on whom you can depend. She is someone who you always craved for, but never had. She will be your perfect partner. Rejoice, my little evil dark lord, you have finally fallen in love. With yourself no less. I would have jeered at you for your narcissism if I hadn't fucked other female Harry Potters in the past. Choose Voldemort, Love or Freedom?"

Voldemort was looking at him with such hatred that a normal person instead of Chaos would have pissed himself.

The dark lord whispered with anguish, "You are a heartless cruel bastard. I feared there was no God and have finally seen the reality. There are only monsters. And for the first time, a bigger monster than me has appeared before me. Go away, monster. I agree to your deal. I don't know why you are doing this to me or what are your hidden intentions, but beware, you have made an enemy and I will find a way to bring you down. I choose a woman over my wings. I choose love over my beloved freedom. Leave me be."

Chaos just smirked indifferently. "I am sorry if I behaved like I was your friend. I am not. But you are also not strong enough to be my enemy. You are just a worthless hurdle I have set in someone's path. If they defeat you then they are worthy, if not then they can die like the worm they are."

I froze. I could swear he was looking at me when he said that. I was proven correct when a stranger's voice echoed in my head.

'Ah, Harry junior. I see you are lurking in the past and spoiling your own storyline. Such a spoilsport. Now you know most of your answers without even trying. Isis sure is coddling you. She always was soft-hearted. I guess it's fine for now. You are a Harry Potter after all, so you do get some leeway. Be thankful I didn't smite you for snooping where you weren't supposed to.'

Before I could protest and say that the [Dreamer] perk was passive and couldn't be controlled by me, the Creator continued.

And this time his voice wasn't playful. No, this time it was filled with coldness and fiery cruelty.

'And don't slack off just because Voldemort is imprisoned in that Castle. Yes, I trapped him to give you some time to grow. But that doesn't mean there won't be any limit. If by the end of your fifth year, Voldemort is still alive then I will come myself for you as your opponent. And I won't kill you. No, that would be too easy.'

'I will instead torment you forever, I will take back your powers and imprison you in a cell with the best view, so you can see how I systematically break your mother and sister, so you can cry when I torture each of your little friends. Don't mistake me, Harry junior. I am neither your friend nor your enemy. At least not yet. I just favour you now for your name. But that won't save you if you disappoint me and waste your own potential and my efforts. Grow, Harry Potter and show me your worth. Show me that I was right in choosing you. Your life and your family's lives and even your friends' lives depend on it.'

A low amused chuckle reverberated in my mind.

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Harry started and sat up awake. He was still in the Room of Requirement and it was early morning.

The sleep had been both worthwhile and scary. He finally had seen the Creator. And the Creator had for the first time talked to him. There was so much to unpack from it.

While Harry was satisfied that he happened to stumble upon such an information mine, he didn't think the threat from his future partner was necessary.

Damn it, he was giving his all, wasn't he? He wasn't slacking off. Who the fuck was the Creator to talk to him like that and question his work ethic?

Harry at last understood why Isis hated him so much. The Creator was extremely cruel and ruthless.

He was the King of the multiverse and there was no need for him to act nice, there was no one to force him to be reasonable.

The Creator had remained unequal for almost an eternity. He had spread his chaos and evil unchecked.

There needed to be another powerhouse, another force who could challenge him, who could stop him, who could balance him.

Harry would be the One.

Harry would be the Light to envelop his Darkness. He would be Good countering his Evil. He would bring Order against the Chaos.