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The Wolf prowling across dimensions by Pandora's Reader

Highschool of the Dead & My Hero Academia/僕のヒーローアカデミア Xover Rated: M, English, Family & Adventure, [OC, Rika M., Shizuka M., Saeko B.], Words: 820k+, Favs: 1k+, Follows: 1k+, Published: Nov 17, 2021 Updated: Nov 9

780Chapter 107: A little detour

Wently - Same, slice of lice is nice. And it won't be all 7, it'll be just Nana since she was the 'last' holder.

{Saya's POV 1 month later}

Putting the finishing touches on the last Horizon machine's edited schematic, I hummed to myself and wondered what I should do now. (I could get the thing built, but then what? I could probably design some machines of my own, but that would get boring. I could maybe go on and make some edits to Hephaestus, but Majima would probably have a fit if I did, and that's lost it's amusement after the last 10 times I've annoyed him that way.) It was easy to wind him up, just mess with his robot spawning domain, and he acts like a child. (I could see about improving my mana gem farms, but that seems more like Medea's speed.) And it was. The Greek Witch had taken a liking to my gem trees, and had asked me if she could take over that place. I obviously agreed, it was just a minor project of mine now and I didn't really feel like devoting much if any time to it, so she took it over. She ended up taking the farm from my lab, and placed it in her own room.

Her room was one of the interesting ones in the house, since after the house was renovated by the rat, we had new additions. We now had a total of 6 floors, the pool had been moved to the 6th, the 5th had our gym, expanded library, Athena had moved it and now shared the room with Hope while Hestia moved in fully with Zaka and us, it was also soundproofed so those two could have all the fun they wanted without us hearing. (Which, judging by the hickies Hope left on my goddesses neck, they did last night... Wonder who the top is...) There was an answer of 'me' from Hope, and that answered my curiosity. I sent back acknowledgement, and Hope giggled as she receded. Hope's ability to just passively listen into our thoughts was interesting, but not really that noteworthy. It was a thing she did, a quirk of her personality, and I got over it after a few days. It helped that the brightest of us devised ways to keep our minds protected, which she would test for us, that helped me get over any deep desire to keep my mind my own.

Athena's defenses revolved around her nature as a goddess, and actively used her Arcanium to create a stupidly complex mind palace that was basically three dimensions interwoven into each other, where walking into one door could lead you to being dropped into a cavern in one of the other dimensions. There wasn't even a dedicated path to her core mind, it was all randomly generated, so if Athena didn't give anyone permission to enter her mind, you weren't getting in.

Medea had created a pseudo Reality Marble within her mind, and turned it into a copy of our version of 'The Guiding Lands', an area she'd fallen in love with after visiting it. Each area had been expanded by twice its current size, and every 'Monster Hunter' monster was fully grown. The way to advance through her mind was to fully conquer every monster in the starting location, which would be randomized. Though, that was a ruse, and the REAL way to get to the core of her mind was to look under a random tree in the winter area... And said tree would also be randomized every 25 seconds. It was so cruel, that Athena had created a '#1 Bitch' mug... It was hilarious.

Mine wasn't as evil as Medea's. I basically took Aincrad, and made it into my mindscape. Sure, I modified some of the levels to make them more entertaining, and maybe added some of the characters from the show so they could climb it, but I didn't make it insane like Medea's... (How the fuck did I get here?) I had no fucking clue, and decided to go back to my initial thought.

I didn't know what I was going to do now that the Horizon machines were done, so I got up from my chair, stretched a bit, then walked out of my lab. I'd figure out something to do eventually.

Walking out, the first thing I saw was something of a common sight. Lancer and Usagiyama were teaming up against an aura constructed boss, today's was a Goliath sized Set from Persona, made by Zaka, and they had just managed to bring the 'god' crashing to the ground, where they both laughed and charged at it like maniacs... Which they were, and was further confirmed when Usagiyama kicked one of the 'gods' teeth in, breaking it before moving onto another one, while Lancer tore up Set's back like Rei does to Zaka.

The 'god' didn't just take this punishment though, and was soon coated in silver flames, making Usagiyama disengage, while its tail lashed out towards Lancer. Lancer, being who he is, had avoided the initial burst of fire from the 'gods' body, but the sudden burst had cause him to jump, leaving him in the air for the tail attack. Seeing the tail shooting towards him, Lancer stomped on the air, a rune appearing underneath him, causing him to double jump over the tail. With both of them momentarily off of it, the 'god' roared, and was now standing on all fours... Well, it was using its wings as its front legs for balance, but the idea was the same.

I watched for a few more moments as Lancer, who had landed besides Usagiyama, and the aforementioned woman share a look, then cackle as they charged the 'god', and decided I'd seen enough. Those two would fight it until it died, and that was fine by me.

Walking away from the scene, I made my focus play some music, and left the training grounds.

Making my way into the house proper, I raised a brow as I saw a giggling Eri sliding across the hall, because she was freezing the floor as she skated across the ground, and was avoiding a highly amused Saeko, and a worried Mami. The young blonde could've easily caught her with her ribbons, aura constructs, or just natural Werewolf speed, she'd accepted the bite a few days ago, but she wasn't. I didn't see a problem with this, and let the little munchkin slide along. (Saeko'll save her if she trips.) And I was pretty sure both girls knew that, since the crazy bitch was suuuper protective of the munchkin. (It's going to be fucking amusing as hell when Zaka knocks her up, and she stabs anyone looking at her kid wrong. Sure, she might not go THAT overboard, but the thought is amusing as hell.) Granted, I knew I would most likely be the same for a few months(read years), but that was inconsequential.

Saeko and I shared a look as she passed, mostly a 'hello' type of look, then went back to watching over Eri. She was also defrosting the floor as she passed, which was amusing since she was like a Rumba... Just with the ability to defrost stuff... (Do those even exist?) I had no idea, so I did a quick search on google, and found that no... Rumba's with the ability to defrost things didn't exist... Hmm... -Dear rat, we should super Rumba's.- Sending that, I was unsurprised there was a second or so delay before he responded.

-Takagi-san... Just how bored are you?-

I blinked at the message for a moment, then replied. -Yes. Btw, if I don't find something to do, I'll drop by U.A to annoy you.- There was a delay for a bit, then eventually, he responded.

-Fair.- This was why I liked him, he was so understanding of being a intellectual hounded by boredom. With that done, I focused on my music, and just started walking around the house.

It was amusing to listen to everything going on, and hear who was doing what, and who wasn't here. The meatheads weren't here, Kiriko had asked Zaka to make a door back to our birth world, so she could tell her former husband that they were done, and Kohta joined in to go see Asami. They hadn't returned yet, so that was three people I didn't hear.

Zaka was out with Himiko, Lili, Takashi, and Rika, at our usual karaoke spot.

Archer was somewhere, (Idiot is probably up on some high rise, looking down on the prefecture like some edgy anime character.)

At that moment, both Archer and Homura sneezed, not knowing why.

Rei was with Sakura, the two seemed to be playing some kind of DDR, since I could hear their feet continuously tapping against the floor, and they were also trash talking each other. I held back a cackle when the former Magical Girl called Rei a 'slow bitch that can't even dance like a real woman!' Safe to say, the amount of times Rei's feet hit the ground sped up.

Moving on, I could hear the calming music from the library, I could easily bypass the soundproofing, as well as Medusa, Medea, Athena and Garda having a debate about something. From what I was feeling, Hope was in there too, but since she couldn't speak the normal way, it was understandable that I didn't hear her. Wondering what my intellectual equals were debating about, I went up to the library.

Opening the door, I was met with the usual soothing music of the library, as well as my friends sitting at one of the first tables, all holding different books, while Athena was making and using some markers, as well as a whiteboard. Hope was casually floating above them, and seemed to be flipping through her book as if it were research material for a thesis or something. They had all noticed me come in, and after a brief acknowledgement of me, they went back to debating whatever it was that they were before I came in.

But this time, I was involved. ~I'm saying it makes the most sense. Even from the first book, the man's actions are super questionable. There's also more highly suspect moments as well!~ With Hope's voice in my head, I was now curious about just what they were debating about, and decided to head over to the table, and join in. Seeing me coming, Hope nodded, and filled me in. ~Debate.~ Sitting down on a beanbag chair I made, I processed what this was, and almost laughed out loud.

Seeing my reaction, and guessing what it was for, the rest of the girls gave me raised brows, which I shrugged at. "You know, when I came in here, I wasn't expecting you all to be debating how Dumbledore was an insane madman, or what he scaled on the madman scale." And that WAS what the debate was about. There were no other options. The girls chuckled a bit at that, and I smirked. "How'd this even come up anyway?" I did want to know, and wasn't just asking to make small talk.

The first to answer was my goddess, who created, and slid a copy of 'The Philosophers Stone' to me. "We had gathered to talk about what famous book characters may truly be like, instead of what they're portrayed as. We each had different series we wanted to choose from, and after a quick game of chance, Hope's chosen series and character were chosen to start with.

I blinked when everyone nodded, and didn't bother stopping the question that fast tracked its way out of my mouth. "You bet on a game of chance, against HOPE?! My lady... You do remember how high her luck is, right?! That's not even getting into the fact she sees the future!" If it wasn't obvious, I was highly confused about just what was going through their minds as they tried to leave something to chance.

With Hope around, there was no 'chance', only inevitability.

Hearing that, my goddess, as well as the others, blushed and refused to meet my gaze. Hope giggled though, and shot me a smile as she did. ~Not even geniuses of Athena's caliber can go without one stupid moment every now and then.~ It was like Hope's words shot her through the heart, since my goddess recoiled as if that actually happened.

Looking up at the pseudo angel/her girlfriend, my goddess... Pouted wasn't the right word, she... 'Regally looked an adorable version of put out' was more apt... Hope's lips twitched as I thought that, so I know she caught it, she just didn't overly react to it. She was more focused on her girlfriend, who kept 'regally looking adorably put out', and tried to be getting her to retract her statement...

Which didn't work when Hope gave her a sultry smile, and folded her arms under her breasts. My goddess blushed, and averted her eyes, while also sneaking a few peaks as she did. That got the girls and I to laugh, which didn't help my goddess at all. Clearing her throat, she snapped into 'goddess' mode, and tried to get us back on track, even though the blush was still there. "Anyway, while there may have been a temporary lapse of judgement," Medea's 'temporary?' Went ignored. "But nevertheless, we were compiling evidence for our sides. Medusa, Medea, and Garda are of the mind that Dumbledore is intrinsically malicious towards Harry, and deserves a 7/10 at the least, Hope abstained due to her Semblance giving her a unique point of view, while I am of the mind that he is merely a senile old man who rates a 5/10." I found the fact she could say 'merely senile' with a straight face, hilarious.

Though, she had a point when it came to Hope. Her semblance was ridiculously broken, and would make the argument pointless if she actually contributed.

The scoff that came from Medea brought our attention to her, and it was plain to see the disbelief on her face. "Oh Athena dear, your naivety, while often endearing, is leading you astray. The old con man is CLEARLY more malicious to Harry then a simple 5. Honestly, the inconsistencies in the first book alone would be enough to damn the man." Now I was curious.

I'd read the Harry Potter books before, but I'd ended up losing interest somewhere along Prisoner of Azkaban, Harry's reactive nature, along with the inconsistencies with his own character, turned me away from the rest of the series. So, hearing Medea's statement, I wanted to know more. Asking her about what she, as well as Medusa and Garda had found, the Witch of Betrayal hummed, and pulled a whiteboard and marker towards herself. Getting them, she hummed, snapped her fingers, and made both whiteboard and marker were now floating in front of her, while the latter started writing. "Let's start with the beginning. James and Lily Potter, throughout the entire story, we hear how both were prodigious with Transfiguration and Charms respectively, yet their deaths are... Lacking, for want of a better word." That was an easy to acknowledge point. "What is suspicious to me is that while James Potter dies within... Let's say a minute, Lily Potter, a proclaimed genius with Charms and the like, does not have traps or anything of the sort to slow down Riddle. That is highly foolish." True, you'd think she'd make some rune traps or something, maybe wards to protect the room, but things like that were never mentioned. Riddle just came in, killed Potter, then, moved on unimpeded... Kinda fucking stupid when you think about it.

Medea went on. "Now, after Lily Potter dies, as well as Riddle, is where things get suspicious. Dumbledore, because Hagrid admits this to Sirius Black, sends the Half-Giant that has been banned from having a wand, minutes after the Potter's demise! Now, it would make sense if he had monitoring Charms or Wards on the cottage, but what does NOT make sense is sending the ONE PERSON in his Order that cannot use magic. And while I am on this point, there are two different points that can be raised about the cottage. Why, in all the hells that exist, were they THERE!? As an old Pureblood family, the Potters would most definitely have a manor to their name, and said manor would without a doubt have Wards to repel attackers. Now I will acknowledge that the manor may have been destroyed at some point, but that is a 'may', and not a certainty. But this next point, a point that I find to be the dumbest of all, WHY did they not choose either James or Lily to be the Secret Keeper? This would've all been avoided had they done that. Again, such a simple solution should've come to Lily, but no, it did not. It's ridiculous." Huh...

Thinking about it, she was right on both accounts. (There was nothing that should've stopped them from doing just that. It's actually retarded now that it's been pointed out. Hagrid being sent is also highly suspicious, he practically sent a bull to a china shop... Or a fanatically loyal follower to get a new pawn... Hmm... The manor point is also interesting since there was fuck all about the Potter family while I read, so there could've, and should've been one. It's also curious why they stayed in Britain, instead of fucking off to another country or something.) Malicious intent already had multiple points in favor.

Nodding at her, it looked like Medea was going to go on, but a curious hum from Garda made her pause. The former Werewolf Warrior tapped her chin, then spoke up. "The current theory of why neither options were taken is compulsions and potions on the both of them. I believe it's more on Lily Potter, while James Potter was a follower of the old mountain goat."

Medea shrugged at that, while Medusa chipped in her own two yen. "Personally, I think they were both compelled and or potioned. But that just may be me being biased for a relatively handsome man." We all saw the subtle way she licked her lips, but no one mentioned it...

~*Cough* slut *cough.*~ I felt the sweat drop form as she said that.

Garda gave off a small laugh, Athena's lip twitched up for a moment, Medea outright snorted, and Medusa just rolled her eyes. "Oh hush you, need I remind you I'm from a looser time?" Point.

Hope grinned at that though, and shot back. ~Aww, am I reminding you of the good old days granny? Do you want a palla to really get back to the good old days?~ Garda didn't bother keeping her reaction subtle, and outright barked out a laugh at that. Athena smiled at it though.

Though, Medusa and Medea both shared an eye twitch, and the former fired back. "First of all, you're older then the dirt this manor is built on," OOF! Heading straight for the jugular. "Secondly, palla's, despite being quite nice, are inefficient." Weird point but whatever. "And thirdly, I will not be criticized by a woman I have repeatedly walked in on giving and taking oral, all month." Athena choked, while the rest of us burst out in laughter.

Hope didn't even look the least bit ashamed either. ~What can I say, my lovely little goddess tastes quite divine.~ That just made us laugh harder.

Athena had even gone tomato levels of blush, and she muttered something we all heard. "Not little. I am in no department, little... She's just tall, that's all." The deja vu that hit me just made me bark out laughing even louder. Hestia had practically said the same words once upon a time, and hearing my goddess say it was way too amusing. Athena was tall, had a big bust, and nice ass, so she definitely wasn't small.

We laughed it out for a bit, before eventually getting ourselves under control. When we did, Garda shook her head, and chuckled a bit. "I'm not entirely sure how we managed to derail our initial conversation so badly, but perhaps we should get back to it?"

A few of us hummed at that. (We could, but teasing Athena is more amusing though. But the discussion on how fucked up Dumbledore is is also somewhat productive. Hmm.) Thinking on it with my variation of Thought Acceleration, I eventually decided the conversation about the Harry Potter books was more interesting at the moment... Besides, I could always tease my goddess later.

That decision made, we went back to talking about the first book, and all the inconsistencies within it. And since she had been the last to speak, Garda took over from where we left off. "Now, the suspicious points about the Potter's deaths have been made, let's move to the next point. After retrieving Harry, Hagrid takes him to Dumbledore, who may or may not have confirmed there was a soul shard in the child's scar. Whether he did or not, that's speculation for now. However, the amount of time Harry was in the old goat's 'custody' is suspect. He was with him for Halloween, and then unceremoniously dropped off on the Dursley's front porch, in the middle of the night, till the morning a day or so later. Instead of doing the logical or wise thing, waiting for a few days at minimum to ensure the war had fully came to an end, he just deposits the baby like a stork from a child's story. It doesn't help that the old tabby was already there. That tells us the decision to place the boy there was premeditated." I blinked at that, not having made the connection to that last point on my first read, and nodded that it made sense.

The old man had moved far too quickly for there to not have been a plan. A cough from Athena brought the focus onto her, and she went with it. "I'd like to bring up the likely existence of a will. Both Potter's understood they may not live through the war, and most likely created a will. It's the most logical course of action. That said, what would we rate the odds Dumbledore sealing said will?"

We all shared a look at that, and answered at the same time. """"100%"""" There was no doubt in any of our minds that if said will existed, he had it blocked.

Getting our answers, Athena nodded, and asked another question. "Given the short amount of time between young Potter's retrieval and disposal, another question comes to mind. How exactly did the Wizarding World come to find out young Potter was 'responsible' for the end of Riddle?" A good question.

Sharing another look with the girls, we all shared our answers. """"Dumbledore and or Hagrid."""" It just made sense.

We went on from there, and had a rather productive conversation. We'd ended up compiling a list of all the evidence against Dumbledore, and it was fascinating that the first book had so much of it.

The prior points were obviously there, but there were also additions. Additions such as others who would most likely have better claim to Potter then his relatives, like the Longbottom's. Sure, they ended up getting ganked by the LeStrange's, and Crouch Jr, but that had happened a week after Riddle was defeated. Though, it could be argued that if they received Potter, they would've beefed up their security, to ensure both he and their own son were safe. Though, that's just conjecture.

Another point had been the Harry Potter books within the book series. As his Magical Guardian, Dumbledore could've most likely made some effort into stopping them from being written, but didn't. That was suspect. There was also the fact he didn't do something as simple as declaring they were fiction. Also suspect. And we weren't even going to mention the fact that everyone seemingly knew what he looked like, because that was obviously Dumbledore's doing since Fig was there 'observing' Potter.

We'd ended up compiling a bunch more, the fact they assumed Potter would have an owl to return the letter he received IN THE POST, which had split off into us agreeing there was a mail ward on Potter since he never received any mail before that, why HAGRID was sent to pick up Potter, the fact he had Potter's key, how Potter wasn't told how to get to 9 and 3/4, why the Weasly matriarch, as well as the rest of her brood were using the platform when they could've flooed, portkeyed, or Apparated to it, the fact the bitch was blatantly breaking the Statute of Secrecy by shouting about what and where said platform was, despite the fact she had seven children, five who were currently attending, go to the school, where she herself went as well. (Honestly, that's got to be the biggest red flag I've ever seen.) The fact that the gluttonous Weasly had said 'all the compartments were full', despite the Wizarding World going through two massive wars which decimated their population, and joined Potter... Only to immediately ask if he 'had the scar' and 'if he remembered that night.' (Gods, I know he's a child, but 'hey do you remember the night your parents died?' HeR dUr! Plus, the train itself probably has some kind of enchantments on it so there would be enough compartments for the children, so he might not've even needed to go to his compartment.) That was conjecture, but it made sense.

There was also that when Malfoy had come in, he had said 'they're saying all up and down the train that Harry Potter is in this compartment', bitch, WHO?! If that had been the case, the compartment would've been flooding with eager fans. Given that that hadn't happened, it was safe to say that was bullshit.

There wasn't much else about the train ride that we wanted to add, so we went ahead and talked about the rest of our points, which made Medea create another whiteboard to get them all down. Said points was the announcement 'the painful death in the third corridor', because honestly, he couldn't have made an even more obvious challenge unless he created a giant neon sign that told the children there was treasure there. That segued into the next point, the traps themselves... None of us needed to explain, we all knew how they were all blatantly meant for the four 'lions.' And yes, four, because the Devils Snare was obviously Longbottom's, the key for Potter, the chess for Weasly, the logic puzzle for Granger, then the troll. The Troll was the only real protection there, but it was sabotaged so oh well. Sure, one could argue the literal Cerberus was a good protection, but the Half-Giant couldn't keep a secret to save his life.

Then there was the fact Dumbledore took a broom to the Ministry... A fucking BROOM! The dumbass owns a Phoenix that can flash him places, knows how to TELEPORT, even though it's not called teleportation for some goddamn reason, can make portkeys, and has the motherfucking FLOO! He had specifically chosen the method that'd take the longest to go to and from the Ministry. (That point could also fit with him being old and senile though, just like the whole 'painful death' announcement.) Moving on.

We had decided the Mirror would be a gray point, either the cloak had been charmed to bring him there, or he just found it, we didn't know. We settled for just leaving it as a point that the old man was senile.

The rest of the points boiled down to Snape's obvious disdain for Potter, the fact the old cat had sent first years into the Forbidden Forest, there was a small debate on whether or not Dumbledore had done it. We just decided to put it on him, and moved on.

We talked about how the first book and the rest of the year had gone, not really caring about the fact Potter had made Seeker, and more on the fact that aside from Snape attempting to help Potter, no one else had done anything. Another point against Dumbledore.

The Troll was obviously a big point against Dumbledore. It was actually a few against him, the castle wards should've told him about it, him telling Slytherin and Hufflepuff to go to the dungeons, where their Common Rooms were, and him not telling them to just stay in the Great Hall, safety in the entire student population and all that. But again, senile.

Aside from those points, there was the fact he 'gifted' Potter his own property as a Christmas present, because THAT made sense.

That point on, the points trailed off, leaving us with just the confrontation with the teacher and shade of Riddle, what happened afterwards, and Potter's return to his 'home.' And safe to say, none of that really helped him at all. Dumbledore HAD the bastard in his school the entire year, but instead of facilitating a confrontation with the DMLE, and give proof that Riddle hadn't died, he left it for an 11 year old to deal with... What a fucking genius.

And we were all sure he knew Riddle was there, the castle's wards should've told him, his Phoenix should have told him, hell, reading the teacher's mind would've told him! So really, that was laid at his feet too. It was just the first book, and already we had a lot of shit on Dumbledore. We ended up taking a small break to drink and eat snacks, before diving head first into the second book and all the shit that went on there. And fuck if it was any less then the first book.

We spent a few hours talking about the books, and it was safe to say, I was both entertained, and productive as the girls and I kept going.

[Omake - An angel's blessing. Hope's POV a few hours later.]

Having a logical debate with people I considered my intellectual peers was always nice, and quite a nice way to spend my time, when I wasn't Tinkering or amusing myself with the thoughts of my friends and family. It helped that I did my best not to look forwards in time, or even check alternate timelines as much, since I finally had a choice in not having to the the former, while the latter was strange. When my Semblance, Ophanim we called it due to how fitting it was, manifested, I was baffled. At first, I thought it was a dream, having those now was nice, but the longer it went on, and when it CHANGED mid 'dream', I recognized that I wasn't dreaming.

So, doing the logical thing, I began observing everything about the new situation, and eventually came to the correct conclusion about what my semblance was, and what it could do. Ophanim allowed me to not only view alternate universes, but also allowed me the ability to interact with them. Now, I couldn't do so with free reign, it would bee too powerful if I could just casually go into any alternate I'd found, but I could still tweak some things. I could create a projection to observe the world, had the ability to interact with items, people, places, and even the world at large. However, the longer I observed or interacted with an alternate, as well as the type of changes I created, would increase how much aura I needed to continue those actions. Sure, I could use mana, but I'd need to fully exhaust my aura before mana would be accepted.

An example would be taking an item. If it were something as simple as a random apple, then the cost would be nothing. But, if I were to try taking something 'important' to the world or 'story', then the cost would increase depending on how important said item is. An example of this would be a wand from Harry Potter. If I wanted to take a random wand that was of no consequence to the 'story', the cost would be anywhere from 1,000-10,000 aura. But, if I tried to take Harry's wand, at any point in time, the cost would be somewhere between 500,000-1,000,000 aura. I was using ranges since it was up to how my Semblance classified the items importance, and because I wasn't accounting for my passive regeneration... Not that it would matter, since my Semblance momentarily pauses my regeneration, forcing me to use my current reservoir to complete the action.

Now, that wouldn't be a problem due to my massive amount of aura, but the big point came to SUPER IMPORTANT items/people. If I wanted to try taking the Resurrection Stone, it would take a minimum of 10,000,000 aura to begin the process of taking it from whatever reality I was going for, and around 50,000,000 to complete the process. And if I wanted a person? Let's say Harry Potter himself, I'd need to use my entire aura reservoir to star the process, and still need about a quarter to half my mana to finish it.

The reason for this was an interesting one. Different worlds seemed to have a certain kind of collective will. It was similar to Gaia and Alaya, just less murder prone. These wills would have their own champion, or champions depending on the strength of said world. We'd tested this by having brother open some doors for me to drop by some worlds, and compare them. Worlds without mana were obviously the weakest, but had their own upper tiers that had an inkling of a will, One Punch Man was a good example of an upper tier non magical world. But the magical worlds, even ones that just had low levels of mana, all had a collective will. Those wills always protected the 'main character' or those affiliated with them, and were able to resist my changes, forcing me to expend more aura or mana to make said changes. Though, if the changes were subtle but would have bigger impacts later on, which was my forte, then the cost would only be the initial amount. (So really, if I used my Semblance the way I want, I can create some rather interesting alternates.) I had already created a few interesting alternates of this world, and had a favorite or two without changes that I watched for my own amusement.

Anyway, the point of this exposition was leading up to now, with me asking my brother for a favor. ~Ahem, oh dear big brother of mineee!~

Without missing a beat, he replied. [Mhm?] He had such a way with words.

~Can I get a door to the Harry Potter universe?~ After today's discussion, I was curious about what the canonical universe was like, and I wanted to see some fun alternates too.

That aside, my brother sent the feeling of a raised brow, then spoke. [Okaaay... Want me to drop you off at Harry's, or somewhere else?]

Humming for a moment, I debated on where I wanted to be dropped off at, and eventually came to a conclusion. ~Just place me in the air. I'll go from there.~ He mentally shrugged at me, and within a moment, a silver door appeared before me. ~Thaaanks big brother! This shouldn't take long so leave it open for me.~ After he mentally confirmed that he would, I happily hopped through the door.

I had a world to pla...- I mean, observe.

That's what I was going to say.

{Potterverse, 9:15AM}

For a moment, gravity took hold, but I unfurled my wings, and essentially gave that natural force the middle finger. Taking a look around me, I was high enough to see Elizabeth Tower(Big Ben is the bell, Elizabeth Tower is the building it's in), so that was nice. (Kind of amusing to know that building doesn't exist in our world.) There had been some megalomaniacal idiot in 2147 that tried to take over the nation, and his campaign had started with destroying Elizabeth Tower... Because THAT made sense, but all it really did was set the entire country against him... He didn't last for more then a half hour before being killed and having his body paraded around the streets... Though, he was the start of a revolution that ended the monarchy after the prince at the time wanted to take credit for taking the man down... And ended up insulting an angry mob of brits... It was a funny point of history.

Looking away from the tower, I let my senses out, and spread them over Britain. Since I'd read the books, I knew where Harry and everything/one else were supposed to be, so that made it simple to locate them. At the moment, Harry was in his cupboard, which was a mildly irritating fact that I was going to take care of in a few moments.

Dumbledore seemed to be in his office, looking disgruntled about something.

Riddle's shade was still in Albania, doing ghost things.

The Ministry had Fudge at its helm... Who was currently having an affair... With the toad... Who was under his desk as he 'worked...' I took a moment to process this, kill off my acid reflex as to not dirty my dress, then decided that I'd taken enough emotional and psychological damage to warrant a response. And thankfully, there was a convenient little bug flying around the place. (Just give her a small nudge here in a few seconds, a trickle of mana to make a small tunnel towards the office, and voila, a scandal that'll somewhat mollify me.) It wouldn't be enough of course, I was mentally scarred... For all of a few seconds, as I had fanatically destroyed the memory of what I'd just seen.

Moving on from that, I looked at the canon universe for a few minutes, looking into the past to see what was the same and what was different, taking in those differences and making notes of just what they were, before I felt satisfied. With the past being done, I spent a few minutes on the present, then moved onto the future.

Watching the events from the books and movies play out was interesting, sure I knew what was meant to happen, but the differences were just so interesting! For example, Harry wasn't some wide eyed idiot here, he had noticed how none had cared for his abuse, which WAS physical, which wasn't a surprise given you couldn't exactly write a CHILDREN'S book and show that kind of abuse, and had noticed that those that did seemed to 'disappear' as it were. What it really was was the old goat falsifying 'Statute of Secrecy breaks', and having an Obliviator come in and clean it up. It seemed like he didn't want to get his hands dirty, and just let others deal with it. Because of this, Harry was withdrawn, and naturally cautious of others.

After some similar, but not same events, he was sorted into Ravenclaw, he should've gone to Slytherin, but after meeting Malfoy, and doing some research, he wasn't going to be blatantly labeled 'Cunning.' Which was something I applauded, because really, what truly cunning individual blatantly advertises it? (Well, to be fair, they're children.) I mentally shrugged at that, and kept watching.

After a half hour or so of watching his years from first to seventh, it was safe to say, that the canonical Dumbledore was a 8/10 on the evil scale. He wasn't a full 'Greater Good' type, but he was almost there. He didn't make Harry's relatives abuse him, but knew about it, and did nothing, believing it would make Harry more malleable for his plan.

Seeing enough of this universe, I dipped into Ophanim, which was triggered by me closing my eyes, wrapping myself in my wings, and turning into a ball of fluff. With my Semblance active, and watching as hundreds of thousands of mirrors appeared in my mind, I extended my senses into as many as the eye could see, and partitioned my mind to allow me to view them all. I took a few minutes to weed out all the ones where Neville was attacked and lived, all the ones that had Harry die, ones where a brother or sister was named 'The-Boy/Girl-Who-Lived' while Harry was abandoned even though it was him, and ones with the previous point that had their parents only to still abandon Harry. Those could be interesting to see, but I wanted mainline alternates instead of them.

Though I did keep an eye on some of the ones where Harry was born female, just because.

Taking note on how many alternate's featured a manipulative Dumbledore, against a genuine old man, were interesting. There were even some where the old goat had gone senile, and was removed from his positions. I'd even found the 'canon' universe, and marked it as one to watch, if only to compare it to the books and movies.

There was also something else that got my attention, a specif alternate that seemed to be calling for my attention. I was surprised at this, but naturally allowed my curiosity to see just what it was. And when I did, I hummed to myself. and came to a decision about it.

Eventually, I'd finished my observations, and slowly deactivated Ophanim. The moment I was freed from my ball, I put the alternate's under passive partitions, and directed my gaze towards Surrey.

I had some butterflies to create after all.

[Status]

Name - Maccillian Silver Zaka

Title(s) - The Silver King of Wolves/Sköll/Godslayer

Level - 5

Age - 22(2,822)

Strength : E -490(1,430) -] Strength : D - 515(1,430)

Endurance : C - 620(405) -] Endurance : C -680(405)

Vitality : Yes

Agility : G - 250(1,370) -] Agility : G - 290(1,370)

Arcane : A - 830(1,380) -] Arcane : A - 860(1,380)

Wisdom : 3,250 -] 3,275

Charisma : 4,120

Luck : 2,780

Unique Skills - Apex Shifter, Werewolf Form, Apex Physiology, Wolf King's Wisdom, Wolf King's Wrath, The One True Wolf, Fenrir, Sword of Damocles. Tír na nÓg, Balmung, Familiar Connection, Omni Dimensional Mapping

Development Abilities - Magic Resistance B, Spirit Healing S, Mage A, Mystery C

Sub Skills - Compaction, Flames of Helios, Magic Sensitivity, Terrain Master, Hunter Senses, Blessed by the Ocean. Overhaul. Weather Manipulation, Magic Circuits, Path to Victory, Dimension Walker, King of the Skies, Poisonous, Flame Hide, Electric Spark, Treasure Finder, Pack Mentality

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