MoD: Master of Death
Summary: Harry Potter finally accepts his title. "You are my one master, the guardian of Life. For what is Death without the living?"
He finally died.
After all the attempts in his life, the stress of his job as Head Auror and the demands of family…. He died protecting his magical niece from her violent grandfather.
How low did Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived-Twice and Defeater of the Dark Lord, fall!
He was pretty sure Voldemort would be laughing on his grave muttering, "A muggle? You have to die from a muggle?"
In Harry's defense, he can't properly protect himself and his niece from rampaging bullets that quick and efficient.
At least Harry knew he would be avenged by Dudley. That man absolutely adored his daughter and had built a respect for Harry.
But if Harry died… why was he still floating in this white empty space?
He felt peaceful… but empty.
"Master, my master, what trifles you embroil. You are dead yet you are not. For you are the Master of Death, the guardian of Life!"
"Who are you?" Harry asked curiously at the voice.
"Master, I call you for you are my one master."
"Death. You are Death."
Harry felt a spark of happiness from Death, as if it was pleased to be acknowledged by its master.
"Master oh mine. The Mistress of Fate had declared you as my master ages ago yet she herself has to be awakened."
"Mistress of Fate?"
"Master of mine, Fate watches everything. Her mistress only gives choices: For you to accept me just as I to you."
Harry frowned, "Is that why I feel rather… detached to my life."
"Master of mine, Death shouldn't be ruled by emotions. Master could feel but would not be ruled."
That was comforting. If Harry was to be the Master of Death for a very very long time, he would rather not feel resentment for not coming into terms with his family and friends in the afterlife.
"Then I accept."
Harry felt power flowing within him.
Millions of memories from the start of life and the start of Death engulfed.
The cycle of the two continues in different places, different worlds, of different times and of different dimensions. Such knowledge would have made a mortal or god crazy… unless you are the Master of Death.
"You are my one master, the guardian of Life. For what is Death without the living? As long as there is Life, there is Death. As long as there is Death, there is Life."
Tenshi: Prologue of sorts to my MoD Series which would have quite a number of crossover.
