Bada-Bing, another chapter! I'll post my updated plans in the bottom, along with the reviews in the author's notes at the end of the chapter.
Just a heads up, I'm planning on there being about two or maybe three chapters left of this arc— I'm trying to not invest too much time into the Harry Potter x Elden Ring story, just so we can move on to other things. I'm having a blast writing this though, for what it's worth.
Anyways, please enjoy!
Upon teleporting into the Room of Requirement, which was a secret room within the Hogwarts castle that only made itself available to witches and wizards who were in dire need of it the most, Harry was dazed and disoriented as he and Melina laid sprawled out on their stomachs against the wooden floorboards beneath them. With the room being normally untraceable, Harry was relieved and impressed that Hermione's previous experimental wards had actually worked, and he was able to cast an apparition spell there successfully.
'Bloody hell, either Hermione's a genius, or I just got lucky… Or both,' Harry thought to himself, as he clumsily picked himself up off of the ground, before proceeding to dust off his denim jeans and black hooded jacket. Adjusting his glasses, Harry turned his attention to the mysterious auburn-haired woman that laid unconscious on the floor beside him. Kneeling down and pressing his fingers up against her throat to feel for a pulse, all while trying to assess with his eyes to see just how bad her burns were, Harry let out a sigh of relief the moment he felt a pulse.
Putting his wand inside of his jacket, Harry scooped his arms underneath Melina and picked her up fireman-style. Before making his way towards the exit of the sentient room, Harry looked over his shoulder and upwards at the chandelier above him and gave a respectful nod of appreciation. "… Thank you," Harry said with gratitude in his voice, and smiled softly before carrying Melina out of the mysterious room, where he reappeared back in the seventh floor of Hogwarts.
Judging by the fact all the all were lit within the old castle, and that there were students and staff alike running like crazy while the sounds of roaring shook the walls of Hogwarts, Harry made the assumption that whatever was quaking the Earth outside had been brought there by the four-armed witch he saw earlier. Cursing underneath his breath out of frustration, Harry ran down the stairs as fast as he could with Melina in his arms.
Upon reaching the hospital wing of the castle, Harry took immediate notice of just how crowded the elongated medical bay was. Just outside the closed-glass paneled windows, Harry could see various lights of different colors flashing from outside— distracting him long enough to not notice the matron of the hospital wing running over to him.
Appearing frayed and incredibly stressed, the fifty year old Scottish witch grabbed Harry by the shoulder while ushering him towards one of the few remaining makeshift cots that she and her staff had managed to cobble together at the last minute. "Walk with a purpose, Potter! This is no time for bloody sight-seeing!" Madam Poppy Pomfrey scolded with a sense of urgency, and helped Harry carefully lay Melina down onto the bed with her marked-face facing up towards the ceiling.
Scrunching her face in confusion while taking the woman's vitals, once Madam Pomfrey had accessed Melina's condition she immediately jogged over to the dwindling supplies left over in her open medicine cabinet. "Blimey Potter, who the hell is this grown-woman?! She's too old to be a student, and she sure as hell isn't a staff member…! Ointment, ointment, ointment… Ah, there we go!" The older woman muttered excitedly underneath her breath, before running back to Melina's bedside to begin applying her own brewed concoction over the second-degree burns.
Still processing everything going on around him, all while silently reliving the war that had happened only a year ago in his mind as he lifted his chin to stare back at Madam Pomfrey, Harry quickly swallowed back the lump in his throat before lowering his furrowed gaze down at Melina's beautiful and serene face. "It's a long story, Madam Pomfrey, and by the looks of it I don't think you have the time to hear it."
"You're bloody right I don't! Just tell me her name, and if I need to worry about her waking up," Madam Pompfrey said with an urgent voice, all while proceeding to use a pair of shears to remove the burned articles of clothing off of Melina's oiled-up body; catching Harry's attention. "Don't just stand there and gawk, Potter— go fetch me a roll of bandages!"
"R-Right!" Harry replied with a nod, while licking his lips as he jogged over to the occupied medicine cabinet, where he pushed and made his way past the other healers to retrieve a large roll of bandages. Sprinting back, Harry practically shoved the roll into Madam Pompfrey's arms before grabbing a hold of the side rails of Melina's cot. "As far as your questions… I… I-I don't have a definite answer for either of those— I rescued her from the Forbidden Forest… Seemed like she got mixed up in the wrong crowd…"
"Tch, bloody hell Potter! Can't anything be simple if it involves you?!" Madam Pompfrey cursed aloud while shaking her head to herself, and began to apply the bandages over Melina's body as another thought entered her preoccupied mind. "Wait… What were you even doing in the Forbidden… N-Nevermind, I-I don't have time for that right now," She muttered quietly to herself while finishing up her task by tying up the bandages around Melina's breast. "J-Just… Go! Go, go on! Get your gear together and head downstairs— we're under siege, and unfortunately we can't evacuate."
Gritting his teeth and feeling an unnerving chill running down his back, Harry Potter couldn't help but to feel an immeasurable amount of dread coursing through his veins after being told that Hogwarts was once again being attacked. 'D-Damnit… Damnit, it never ends, does it?!' Harry thought cynically to himself, and before he knew it he was rushing over to the nearest window, where he opened it up and took a gander at the chaos outside, despite the objections being made by the healers around him.
Just outside of the bridge that led outside to Hogwarts' grounds stood a massive tree unlike anything Harry had ever seen before. The Hailing Tree's incredibly thick and twisted branches loomed far above the castle, and appeared to be engulfed in fire— illuminating the area around and to reveal to Harry the sight of an all out war between four supernatural armies dawning armor and armaments. Spells were being casted across the battlefield by both the wizards and witches of Hogwarts who were trying to fight off their surrounded castle, and by the four other invading armies who were all trying to slay one another while advancing towards the gates of the school of wizardry.
Daring to be on foot during the midst of an active battlefield was seen as suicidal for many of the students and staff of Hogwarts, but due to there not being enough broomsticks left for everyone to use, especially since many of them had perished along with those who were shot out of the sky already, those who were skilled enough at dueling and defending themselves against the dark arts volunteered themselves to stay on the ground.
With Minevera, Hagrid, Hermione, Neville, Luna, and Draco being the only able-bodied wizards and witches left on the battlefield who were capable of holding their own, their combined powers, as impressive as they were, wouldn't have been enough to last against the onslaught of horrifying monsters and armored warriors, who were far more durable and more powerful than all of them. It would have been a swift defeat had it not been for Hogwarts' alliance with the two demigods who they had the luck of making first contact with, before the other four invaded with their armies.
Miquella The Unalloyed, an ancient demigod who had long-beautiful blond braided hair and pale skin that was only covered by the white summer toga that he had draped over his small and femine body, had fallen off of the 'Hailing Tree' that grew sprouted several hundred meters into the sky, after the massive dimensional overload had summoned him and his shard-bearing kin to their world.
Although Miquella had a childlike appearance of someone who wasn't any older than a thirteen year-old, he was extremely talented in the magickal arts, which was one of the many reasons why he took interest in the wizards and witches who were sent out to investigate the massive tree that had been a part of him in a different life. With his Valkyrie-armored sister, Maleina the Severed, unresponsive in the throne that she sat motionlessly upon at the base of the massive tree, Miquella's first thought was her well-being.
Speaking to the headmistress herself, Minerva McGonagall, Miquella had asked if she could use her resources to assist him in perfecting his golden needle, so that he could finally sever the tie between the Outer Gods' influence on his twelve-foot tall red-headed sister's condition. Covered in a brown calcium-like shell that had been responsible for blinding her, as well rotting her right arm off of her shoulder, Malenia's 'Scarlet Rot' was progressing faster than before.
With the help of Hermione, who had been the one to suggest using an artifact known as the 'Diadem of Ravenclaw' to improve her wit enough to help create the exact spell needed to sever the tie of whatever entity Miquella had spoken of. Had it not been for her awakening the muscular and tall warrior from her catatonic slumber, then Hogwarts would have been destroyed in the midst of the demigods' all out war.
The Hailingtree had been the beacon that had attracted the ungodly armies and their leading demigods to Hogwarts in the first place, and from what Hermione was told by Miquella after his sister had scouted the surrounding area with her controlled angelic scarlet-wings, the blond demigod made the assumption that all of their siblings were coming to reclaim the shards of the Elden Ring from him and his sister. It was a guess that none of them could ever truly back up with solid evidence, due to the fact that none of Miquella and Malenia's invading siblings were bothering to negotiate with the mortals that they had aligned themselves with.
And as Malenia was slaughtering any and all invaders with Miquella and all of Hogwarts' able bodied wizards and witches to back her up, Harry Potter had made his way over to Dumbledore's old private quarters, which is where he had stowed perhaps the most volatile Deathly Hallow: the Elder Wand. Having planned on never using it again, Harry couldn't help but feel like he was desecrating his old headmaster's memory while fetching the wand out of the magically sealed cabinet within Dumbledore's bedside table.
After unlocking the seal with a spell, Harry Potter dug through all the magical artifacts and trinkets within the deceased wizard's chest. Moving the silver longsword known as the 'Blade of Gryffindor' to the side, Harry eventually retrieved the Elder Wand from the bottom of the chest— taking a moment to admire it before his eyes accidentally caught the sight of the four-armed puppet appearing out of thin air behind him, after seeing her materializing through the reflective surface of the sword's shiny blade.
Seeing her effortlessly raising her Greatsword over her shoulder, Harry quickly rolled to his side just in time to avoid being cleaved in half as Ranni swung her massive blade straight through the chest— sending the artificers that she hadn't destroyed flying across Dumbledore's private quarters. Scrambling up to a kneeling position, Harry Potter raised his wind up at the swift demigod and attempted to cast a disarming spell.
"Expelliarmus!" Harry shouted defiantly, as the tip of the Elder Wand shot out a beam of white light that Ranni attempted to block by casting an active ward between herself and the wizard— resulting in the ward being shattered before her Greatsword leapt out of her porcelain fingers. Caught off guard by how a mere human could possess so much power through the fabled Deathly Hallow, Ranni took a step back and found herself surrendering the moment Harry rose up to his feet with the Elder Wand aimed directly at her.
"… I submit," Ranni said elegantly, all while appearing emotionless as she raised her four arms up in the air. "Although the temptation of striking me down right now surely must be going through your mind, allow me to explain myself before you make any rash decisions."
"Are… Are you completely mental?! You're asking me for mercy, after you just tried taking my life just now?!" Harry asked with a flabbergasted and frustrated voice, as he shook his head while pointing the tip of the Elder Wand closer toward Ranni's porcelain face. "You… You're the one responsible for this, aren't you?! You tried to summon that woman in the forest— a queen of some kind… How did she know where I was? I had the Cloak of Invisibility on; not even Death can find whoever wears it, there's absolutely no conceivable way that she was able to pin-point my exact location like that!"
Softly lowering her artificial brows while using her one good eye to express a mild display of shock on her porcelain face, Ranni muttered quietly to herself before letting out a soft sigh. "I… I see now… You're the one who was in the forest who caused that invocation spell to become unstable; the one who knocked over the Kindling Maiden, and left her for dead, I presume?"
Blinking rapidly while his heart was still racing nervously in his chest, Harry Potter opened his mouth to begin speaking. That was when Ranni stepped forward to grab a hold of Harry's wrist. Twisting Harry's arm before slamming her two palms upward underneath his elbow, a sickening crack followed by the boy's screams of agony could be heard after Ranni had used her superior strength and agility to effortlessly break the wizard's arm.
"You should have been watching my hands rather than my mouth," Ranni spoke with a condescendingly-disappointed voice, before immediately back-handing Harry hard enough to cause a molar to fly out of his mouth, after she had torn the wand out of his grasp with enough strength that she ripped his fingers off.
Feeling his ribs cracking while his mouth became flooded with gushing warm-blood, Harry's body had been sent flying through Dumbledore's now-destroyed bed. Laying in a pile of splintered wood and dusty sheets, Harry nursed his fingerless hand against his abdomen while coughing up wads of blood and saliva from his mouth, and tried to see through the cracked lenses of his glasses as Ranni used her telekinesis to pick up her great sword off of the floor, all while she carefully studied the Elder Wand in her left upper hand.
"… Curious. Now that I have this particular Deathly Hallow in my grasp, I sense no enhancements of my own magicka, unlike how I sensed in you moments ago… You know, before I ripped this little wand and your fingers off of your hand," Ranni said with a slight smirk across her blue lips, as she stepped closer toward Harry to use her greatsword to pull the Cloak of Invisibility off of his body, before he had a chance to finish trying to cover himself with it.
"A desperate attempt at trying to save your own life. Mortals, such as yourself, are no match against my kind… Everyone I have crossed while bypassing this castle's laughable protective wards is exactly like this wand… Weak, fragile, and over glorified," Ranni said with an unimpressed tone in her voice, as she tucked the two Deathy Hallows away underneath the black-fur cloak she had draped over her shoulders.
"Everyone of my kin, brought back from the Lands Between… All of them bearing their own respective shards of the Elder Ring, each of them storming the Hailing Tree just outside your castle… All of them are willing to repeat the past, and for what? Glory?" Ranni mused with a somber expression on her porcelain face, as she extended a hand to use her telekinesis to pick up Harry's fingers from the floor before beginning to reattach them onto his bloodied hand.
"None of them can understand that they are all just playing into the hand of 'God'… The Elder Ring, you see, it is not the magical artifact that everyone believes it to be… Say 'Ah'," Ranni said with a widening smile, as she knelt down to grab a hold of Harry's bloodied chin to force his mouth open, before magically growing him a new molar. "The Elder Ring is merely a physical manifestation of the powers bestowed upon my now-deceased mother, from a god known as 'The Greater Will'… The Great Runes that are embedded in the Elder Ring are merely from his lended powers, the ring itself doesn't bestow them like how my family believes…"
"… Think of it this way, the Elden Ring is merely a sought after trinket which earns the favor of a cruel god… Not that it matters. Once I bring the three Deathly Hallows together, I'll be above the gods themselves, and become the embodiment of annihilation that not even the divines can escape from… I'll become the Master of Death," Ranni said with a hopeful tone behind her voice, as she finished healing Harry Potter's internal and external injuries, before standing up tall over where he was still laying down in the midst of what used to be Dumbledore's bed.
"I… I don't understand. Why are you saving me, and… And what are you planning on doing with the Deathly Hallows, exactly?" Harry asked with a reluctant voice, while feeling frustrated in the fact that he had only one shot at turning the tides around.
Softly blinking her one functional set of eyelids at Harry while looming over him, Ranni explained, "I have no reason to attack you, now; you no longer are an unknown variable, nor are you a threat to me. Despite what you might see me as, I am not cruel. The act of sacrificing for the greater good is acceptable, but if there is an alternative, then I'd rather not needlessly slay something as fragile as you… You showed me mercy, and I have shown you-"
Immediately recalling the Elder Wand to magically reappear in his grasp the moment he raised his arm up at the witch, Harry Potter narrowed his eyes at Ranni as she quickly swung her blade down upon his body. "Petrificus Totalus!" Harry shouted, and watched as a green ball of magicka shot out of the tip of the Elder Wand, and enveloped Ranni's porcelain body with a spell that immediately paralyzed her just before the edge of her greatsword could slice into Harry's body.
Right after Harry finished casting the spell, it was then that he saw the flickering silhouette of the blond man he saw earlier appearing behind Ranni. Becoming used to how swiftly his new opponents' movements were, Harry was able to silently cast a teleportation spell in time to avoid being impaled by the very spear that Kira used to break a hole through Ranni's porcelain abdomen. Despite Harry's valiant attempt at trying to out maneuver the ninja, the wizard was unable to react fast enough to dodge Kira's spear for a second time.
Throwing his lance directly into the center mass of the young man, Kira was able to impale Harry against the stone wall behind him— the tip of the weapon he had taken from one of the knight statues from Hogwarts entered through the wizard's lungs. Unable to cast any spells, let alone intake enough oxygen to breath through his deflated organs, Harry had dropped the Elder Wand from his grasp, where it fell beneath his suspended body into a growing pool of his own blood.
With how still Ranni was, Kira figured the witch to have been dead. Without having to worry about her retaliating, the blond ninja took a moment to sweep his thick-lockets of golden hair back as his icy-blue gaze stared down at the broken puppet body beneath him. "No longer must I bear the burden of you being a liability to my mission… Farewell, Ranni; you've done your part," Kira said with a stoic voice, as he pulled the Cloak of Invisibility out of her fur cloak's inner pocket, before standing up to raise his foot up over her head.
Smashing her puppet head into large porcelain chunks that were all kept close to the vicinity of where his boot landed, thanks to the massive hat that Ranni wore, Kira, feeling confident that there wasn't any way for the demigoddess to come back from that, made his way over to where Harry Potter was bleeding profusely out of his wounded chest. "Forgive me for what I must do, Potter… I've done my research during my short stay here, and from what I was able to gather from your school's archives, the Elder Wand can only be obtained by whoever takes the life of its master… Which is you," Kira spoke with a respectful and calm voice, as he knelt down to pick up the Elder Wand from the pool of blood underneath the impaled young man.
"… I shall not prolong your suffering, boy," Kira said with a quiet voice, as he quickly pulled out a kunai from the blue vestments he wore. Without hesitating, the shinobi slit the struggling wizard's throat clean open in one-swipe. Before long, Harry's bloodied gurgling had silenced and his limbs went limp. Once Harry Potter had died, the Elder Wand in Kira's possession began to react to the Cloak of Invisibility and Stone of Resurrection in his hands.
Hearing the door opening on the other side of the room behind him, Kira looked over his shoulder with a stoic expression on his face as his body became enveloped in a glowing cyan-aura that began to transform him from the inside-out. Gazing over at none other than Melina, who stood at the door frame staring out at the two bodies of Ranni and the boy who saved her, the auburn-haired maiden gave Kira a confused look as she tried to process what was going on.
"You… You collected the Deathly Hallows? So soon?! How… How is that possible?" Melina asked with an astound tone behind her nearly breathless words, as she watched as Kira's swept back hair turned a snow-white color, while his skin became pale as a ghost.
"Anything is possible when you're motivated enough, dear friend. I had my servants assist me in gathering information on the Deathly Hallows from Hogwarts' own archive… Once I understood what needed to be accomplished and what Deathly Hallows exactly were, the rest of my mission was merely shadowing your scheming colleague," Kira explained, before beginning to levitate a foot above the ground— absorbing the three Death Hallows into his newly rejuvenated and divine body.
"I… I understand… What will you do now, friend?" Melina asked uneasily, as she couldn't help but feel conflicted with the fact that the man who had been claiming to have been her friend had just shamelessly murdered two of the only other people who she had a somewhat positive connection with; albiet questionable when it came to her standing with Ranni.
Remaining silent for a brief moment that seemed far longer to Melina than it actually was, Kira's eyes averted down to where he was hovering over Ranni's puppet body. Furrowing just brows before letting out a sigh, Kira's lips curled into a soft and charming smirk as he raised his chin up so that he and Melina were staring at one another. "… Tell me, friend, what is this 'Elden Ring' that she spoke of? Can it truly bestow upon me godhood?"
Feeling dread running through her body, especially since she herself felt uncomfortable with the idea of the pieces of the ring reuniting once more, Melina frowned at the still smiling shinobi as she lowered her head slightly down. "It would summon the vassal form of the Greater Will itself… The Elden Beast. If you were to perhaps slay it, I could transfer the Great Runes from the Greater Will into your soul, if godhood is what you're after."
Satisfied with what Melina had told him, Kira let out a quiet chortle as he slowly turned around in midair to face toward the wall leading directly to the direction of where the burning Hailing Tree was looming over Hogwarts. "Very well. I only ask that you stay safe, and to remain indoors, my dear friend. I shall return shortly, I have an entire battlefield to wipe out," Kira said in an intimidatingly low and cold voice.
Within less than a blink of an eye, and with speed rivaling that of a servant who was capable of going an unimaginable rate faster than the speed of light, Kira blasted a hole straight through the entire castle of Hogwarts— creating a crackling bolt of lightning powerful enough to instantly create a storm in its wake, as it escaped out of the planet's atmosphere and continued to soar endlessly through space. Had there been any technology within the vicinity of Hogwarts, then they would have known that Kira's lighting bolt had fried every battery within its infinite wake.
Left behind within the nearly destroyed quarters, Melina's lowered gaze wandered over to the porcelain body of Ranni, which shockingly began to reanimate itself. Piece-by-piece, the witch's puppet body began to magically repair itself— without Harry Potter being alive, the paralyzation spell had worn off, which allowed for the witch to rise up to her feet. "Ranni, you're… You're alive?"
"Not quite, no; I haven't been alive for eons. I'm merely occupying my master's puppet body," Ranni replied back with a bit of sarcasm in her mild voice, as she extended her two right arms out toward Harry Potter's direction to telekinetically pull the lance out of his corpse, before pulling his body closer toward them.
Kneeling down beside Ranni, Melina hovered her hands over Harry Potter's wound to begin assisting the witch in attempting to resurrect the wizard from the dead, which would rely entirely on whether or not the young man could find his way back from the afterlife he made for himself in the 'Throne'. "… What are we going to do, Ranni? Kira isn't going to stop once he achieves godhood, and neither of us stand a chance against him," Melina said with a somber tone in her voice, as her hands emitted green chakra that seeped into Harry's body.
Watching as Harry's wounds disappeared before her very eyes, Ranni remained silent with a frustrated look plastered on her porcelain features. "This Kira is an extremely vigilant man, I have to credit him for that… But even so, he can't achieve his end game without you," Ranni mused with a slightly hopeful tone in her voice, which sounded desperate to Melina.
"… Do you truly believe that he trusts me enough, for me to be within a position of betraying him?" Melina asked with an uncertain tone in her voice, which actually elicited a soft chuckle from the usually gloomy witch.
"Pfft…! That's adorable… No, no absolutely not. He doesn't trust you, he NEEDS you— that absolution is what will guarantee us at least a chance at defeating him and the Greater Will at the same time," Ranni said, with a nervous look on her face as she watched as Harry's chest began to rise-and-fall. "… There's no guarantee that the Great Runes from the Elden Ring will be able to match the powers of the Deathly Hallows… But if we can find a champion or two to bestow the Great Runes from the slain Elden Beast, then we might be able to retrieve the Deathly Hallows from Kira's body, after he is no more."
"I… I suppose that's truly our only option… I… I feel like this is my fault… If I hadn't been so forthcoming with him, then… Then perhaps none of this would have happened," Melina mused with remorse flowing through her, as she stared sorrowfully into Harry's fluttering eyes. "The promise that he told me sounded so peaceful, so detached from the nightmare that I thought we left behind us… I was a fool to think that it would have been so simple, so righteous like how he described 'heaven' to be…"
Placing two hands upon Melina's shoulder, Ranni gave the maiden a comforting smile before speaking. "You were hoping for a champion to help you achieve what neither of us were able to have back in the Lands Between— you and I were brought here from the grave, and not by choice… Fate brought us here, and perhaps that's… That is something you and I have to make the most of, Melina…"
"… No gods, no master— this is our path, and we shall decide what happens from this point forward… Together," Ranni said quietly with a somber yet hopeful tone in her voice, as she reached down with her free hands to cradle Harry Potter's broken glasses, where she proceeded to fix their lenses while both she and Melina remained inside Hogwarts as Kira ravaged the battlefield of all its combatants, one-by-one.
And there we have it, Kira became the Master of Death, and is going to wreck everyone's shit. Little does he know at the moment, but there's going to be one missing piece of the Elden Ring, and that's in possession of Naruto's team.
Due to his high chakra levels and being capable of being a perfect vessel for power and servants alike, Kira was able to essentially become a pseudo Ōtsutsuki-Clan member, basically he's a more powerful version of Toneri at the moment.
Anyways, the plan for the rest of the chapter is that Miquella, and by extension Maleina, submit to Kira, along with the rest of Hogwarts, after having seen him easily wipe out the entire rest of Marika's children, including their vast armies as well. Once he obtains the almost completed Elden Ring, he is told by Miquella that Radahn was missing from the battle, which leads Kira to believe that he's in the Forbidden Forest, which prompts him to send his the three servants he brought with him to assist him in combing through the magical woods.
Naruto and Haise obviously don't have a chance at the moment, and get their asses kicked. Threatening to kill both of them if they don't hand over the last shard, Tamamo reluctantly surrenders the final shard. No longer seeing them as a threat and eager to save his energy to fight a god instead of two mortals, Kira orders his servants to return to Konoha, and to wait for his return after he's done in Hogwarts.
Kira defeats the Elden Beast, and commands Melina to transfer the Great Runes of the Elden Ring into his soul, which she doesn't, but instead gives them to the champion(s) who she chooses to battle Kira, which results in him (temporarily) killing her out of retaliation. Kira is defeated and Ranni uses him as a sacrifice to resummon Melina back from the Throne, and accidentally frees all the servants from his soul— allowing them to exist without him.
Honestly, the champion is probably going to be either Naruto or Malenia. It wouldn't make sense for Naruto to be there, considering that he and Haise are going to get their asses handed to them in the next chapter. It's really an opportunity to show that even though they're my favorite characters in this fic so far, they can't win every fight lmao.
Tamamo/Ameratsu is able to use the Elden Ring to resurrect the wizards who had fallen during the second battle of Hogwarts, and is able to restore the entire universe back to the way it was supposed to be— forever severing the ties between the Outer Gods and the surviving Elden Ring cast. That's when they have a celebration, which involves partying, drinking, and of course, lots of sex.
Speaking of sex, yeah I agree; never found Krillin to be that good of a candidate to have a lemon written around him. Might have Naruto or someone else, maybe include Gohan later, be the one to screw Android 18.
Time for the reviews, speaking of which lol.
Ranni's plan bit her in the ass before it had a chance to blow up in her face, but luckily it worked out for her and Harry so far. Seeing Kira remorselessly standing over the bodies of those who Melina had a positive connection with made her realize the monster Kira was.
General Radhan made his appearance before Malenia got him with scarlet rot, hence why he was able to speak, and why he was a lot stronger than when he went insane from it.
Only reason why Haise and Naruto would ever get their asses over to Hogwarts to help would be because of Ranni trailing behind Kira, who thinks she's dead and wouldn't notice her small doll-sized body hiding in the Forbidden Forest. Harry ended up getting saved by Ranni twice in this chapter alone, but ended up saving her too. Speaking of lemons, I'm not even sure if Ranni's puppet body even would have an orifice to penetrate, he might just have to settle for a buttjob or rubbing his cock against her porcelain lips and tits. That, or I could just give her an actual body, thanks to Amaterasu. Yeah, I might do that.
And I wouldn't mind seeing Android 18 with Cell-Games Gohan. I think I accidentally typed Goten earlier, but I meant Gohan. I'm gonna be honest, Dragon Ball Z/Super has a lot of fine women in it, including Chi-Chi lol. Thank you for the idea, by the way, I loved it and wouldn't mind using that for inspiration in the future.
Absolutely love the idea you gave me about Kaneki getting a cold and being nursed back to health by his harem, especially if Eto and Hinami are administering his medicine, while Ryouko breastfeeds him and let's her fuck him in his shota form, until she's ready to get laid by him when he's in his normal form. Also, I love MILFs, and agree that Ryouko has a perfect Mommy body.
Any advice on the upcoming lemons? I'm mostly needing help with ideas for Haise x Miquella, and Naruto x Luna x Ginny.
Anyways, that about does it! Have a goodnight, and I'll probably post again tomorrow.