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Normally a story like this would start at the 90s, but I’d prefer to start at the beginning of time. The beginning of time or rather the end of one universe bleeding into a new one had started with a violent end.
A man with thousands of soulmates had been betrayed by those he trusted and so he brought out his wand to violently bring down every single person who was a threat to him which would soon turn into the entire world.
His deep green eyes were burning with complete contempt for his enemies. What started out as a simple act of revenge turned into a violent destruction of civilization as we know it.
He had just taken the lives of his closest friends and wife, but it was blown out of proportion and caused Magical Britain to fear him entirely for lashing out in such a way. The fear would eventually lead to people trying to kill him for his destructive actions, but nobody could bring him down because of his connections and he held the Elder Wand.
It would eventually reach the muggles that magic was actually real and fear would lead to nuclear war and the universe was gone officially. But the last remnants of thought before it bled into a new reality, “I wish I could be free to be myself and I can keep everything and everyone I love.”
It was those thoughts that fueled the new universe’s growth…