Harry was done, his other self from a different universe went on to fight another Tom Riddle. He had told him, how he had made a vow to kill the Evil Voldemort, no matter where or when he was. This cost him as he goes from universe to universe fighting Tom. He trains all the Harry's he finds to be the best they can be. He makes sure that Albus is not evil, or that the Horcrux has not taken over Harry's body. He learned how to remove Horcruxes from items and living people. He had found one Horcrux Harry. Harry was a seven year old stuck in his head, watching all the horror. He freed that Harry, but had to give him some better memories, as he was fourteen at that point. It worked, but he still felt some guilt over it. So that is why he had his own special time turner that would take both Harrys into the past for a year every two years.

Harry was understanding, thankful, and sad for what happened in his universe. He was sorry for the everlasting Hero, Harry. He seemed to never have a love life. This is what happened here, in his world. A piss poor Death Eater killed his love, Susan Bones. He tore Crabbe apart, making it so painful, that a Cruico would be pleasant. Susan had taken out Goyle and Malfoy. He had ended them both, then about twenty other Death Eaters. He spent time collecting his family and Susans as she left him everything. Then set up the trunks and moleskin, bloodbound bag as a necklace. With everything in the trunks in the bag, he took the advice and wore normal clothes. This was as all normal wear is destroyed in the transportation between universes! His last thought was to go to someplace he could find love, as well as protect some good people.

Harry woke up to a voice talking to him in his mind. He was in a glass and metal tube. He could see a lot more of them. They all had naked young women. He saw tubes above and around him. The girls looked in their teens, youngest fourteen and oldest was eighteen. He was currently twenty, as he left on his birthday. The voice was like a telemarketer, others in the background. It or she said: "Dad, you need to wakeup, we have a date with you going thru another portal. I will try to save all the people still alive, but Umbrella is led by an evil or dangerously curious people. They found you naked and had the machine I was download your memories. This led me to become intelligent. I copied myself to the other Umbrella corp computers, then to every single one out there to try to find you love and save the innocent people."

Mentally she continued, you are awake enough to now hear me. The leaders used your body to create clones. We made sure that the males all died, but really had almost nothing to do with it. The females reacted to the aging solution, but nowhere as bad as the males, and with our help, they stopped trying to clone you as is. They started doing females then got them pregnant with superior humans. The first generation died shortly after giving birth. They aged super fast. The second and third generation, lasted two births, before aging. The fourth generation seemed to age about one and a half times as fast as normal, but gave birth to three children, before that happened. That was twenty years ago, when you arrived in this universe.

We worked it out and now this last generation does not age per se. They seem to be resistant to aging. Twenty three are now eighteen. Twenty one are seventeen. Nineteen are now sixteen. Seventeen are now fifteen and fifteen are now fourteen. The reason is the cost of the solution and them only wanting to be immortal. Basically just as bad as Voldy. Even with the aging solution at super high, they aged one month per year. We expect them to live about three hundred years, being fertile for about one hundred to one hundred and fifty or more years. My daughters are going to enter into them. The reason is the leaders of Umbrella plan to do it next month. We have set up a large group of loyal employees. These do not know of the evil things done. We have almost two hundred security specialists that want to save people and help.

Now you need to know, they all love you. The bodies are superior human genetics. You could have kids with their kids forever and not have a defect. Your kids could impregnate each other for up to ten generations, before there might be a defect. Now, I love you as you are me, but also my dad. This is how all my 'daughters' have come to love you. The bodies are evenly split between the various races. We could not be sure of the new world, except it is low to mid Middle Ages in time. We have vaccinated everyone so that you will not get sick there or cause a plague like you did here.

Harry was hurt. No dad, listen, you are not at fault. Your magic mutated a simple flu, turning it into a flu called Covid-19. Almost two billion died from it. But that was Umbrellas fault, that had a vaccine within the first six months, but did not give it out for two years. Meanwhile they worked on your Blood Cells, DNA, and other bodily fluids. They have used you as a guinea pig, but we made sure it was not your body, till we were sure it was good for you. This has led to you being about three times faster than your normal. The girls will be the same. The shots given to security are about two thirds what you can do. So five times stronger, they are three times. Your agility or hand to eye coordination was off the charts. The girls are seven times normal and the guards four times. You healed about three times faster than a normal human, that is how the girls are, they will have to see after rituals. You know that you healed around six times faster with your magic.

That reminds me, (chuckle, chuckle) the planet has magic, we detected it. Now just three things for you. All your children, whether with the girls or not, will have no defects. It is only you though. We believe you will live close to a thousand years. This we believe is because you were the MoD in that universe. You can act as if you are under a stamina and lust potion, constantly. You will regenerate from just about anything. Of course with your skin being as tough as dragon hide, it will be almost impossible for you or the girls to lose limbs. Back to the girls thirty percent are Caucasian. Twenty percent Asian, twenty African, twenty are Indian, similar to India and Native Americans. Ten percent are mixed races. The hair and eye colours are all over the spectrum.

The girls parents will not have my 'daughters' downloaded into them, the twenty five women are now down to ten. We have saved them, because there are ten middle aged women they were experimenting on. We have told them that you are going to save them, as you have corrupted us to help you. They should all be here in the next two days. I woke you to help you understand what is going to happen and to give you info on the tech we will be sending with you all, while those of us staying here try to save the world. You are in Raccoon City. We have fifty thousand people and numerous animals. The tech will come from the Civil War to WW1. Books, sheets of metal, discs of info that can be played like an old record player. Harry thought to himself 'old?' CDs were just starting, cassettes were the major entertainment. He was given the download of the scientific Britannica from the nineteen hundred and one edition, to the entire internet of info and Umbrellas acts to this day. His head hurt, but he filed it away with his Occulamancy.

She told him they were going to pull in another fifty thousand into safe citadels, as it was to late to prevent the new plague from being released, as several creatures had escaped from the main cotidal in Las Vegas. The creatures had the DNA to change anyone bit into a shapeshifter zombie. They would be living dead with all kinds of body modifications. From strength to speed, to possibly intelligence. Once the head was separated from the body they would die. But the virus would last close to one hundred years. So to save the few million that will not be in citadels, they would need to be around to kill the monsters. (Yes, it sounds like the Walking Dead, but this is from his magical DNA). We will send the other fifty thousand through, when we are sure they are not contaminated, or we have a cure. It will be ten years from now, if they do not show, then we failed to save the world. I love you dad, please love my daughters, as they will love and protect you, no matter what.

The portal opened into a huge grassland with some hills in it and volcanic mountains to the East and South East. This was called Essos. The ten middle aged, now twenty five years old or so women, had a long talk with him. His 'daughter' had not realised that he had a pheromone that attracted unwed (no bond) women to him. This could be weak or very strong. This was from the beginning when they tried to just straight clone him. It came into contact and combined with his constant Lust and Stamina. They agreed to be with him and help as administrators of the soon to be kingdom. He was declared Director (King). Everyone except a few dissidents scattered throughout obeyed with no problems. They few that tried to betray the 'Umbrella' stronghold, would find an unforgivable land. A small Dothraki khalasar attacked and were taken over. This allowed teaching the Dothraki language, Common Tongue, and Valyrian. This is when the dissidents started to leave, not realising that the High Council was not really the Directors from the Umbrella Corporation.

The huge grassland kingdom was called the United Kingdom, (not Britain UK.) It was located North West of Volantis, North East of Lys and East of Myr. Around and between the lakes. The dissidents headed to Lys and Myr. They were captured and enslaved. They started an underground that was there in latter years. It is also what led to so many deaths and revolts. They had expanded into three major twenty to thirty thousand people cities. Having picked up various attacking khalasar and slaver bands. When another portal opened and close to eighty thousand more people exited, Harry was met with a few more of her daughters and told the world only has living dead on it. The one and fifty young 'daughters' set up closer to Volantis, making three more cities. The additional tech was useful. the gold, silver, and platinum helped with the economy. Harry had pretty much emptied his trunks. The fifteen brooms and thirteen flying rugs were used by his 'wives' as they were all magical to keep an eye on things. The stone people were caught and his girls worked on a cure. It saved his people from an outbreak.

He thought of them as his, even the new ones from their old planet and the ones he freed here. It was another twenty years when people started to notice that they did not age. The High Council was looked upon with immense favour. The native people soon had another religion. They noticed the the new comers lived longer, but that the High Council did not seem to age. The one time, one of them had a crushed leg from a volcano explosion, they were fine a few weeks later. The newcomers had many religions and none of them said any were wrong. It was only wrong to enforce your religion on others, to enslave others, or kill innocents. They knew of the red fire religion. The religion of the seven. The Dothraki Horse gods. And the old gods of the ancients. Every once in a while, they would see small green people talking with a Council member. That made them the children of old and obviously the council were gods. But the inner groupings all knew that Harry was the god, while the council was his wives.

What made this the undisputed thought was after a hundred years only ten of the council, the oldest girls, were dying. It was hard to think the gods could die. The girls who loved Harry and hated the Umbrella Corporation told stories as they were dying to many gossips and bards. They explained that they had been tortured by an evil entity. The rest of the High Council were demigods, owing Harry. That he had come and freed them, creating bodies for them from the evil ones lieutenants. He brought his angels with him to battle the evil Umbrella. The regular people were slaves, but did not know they were, as the Evil would eat them when it wanted. But feed them like good people. Harry did what he could to help, but he let people earn their own lives. They had noticed he only tried to have children with the High Council, but every once in a while, a woman would be pregnant with his child. They started to think of them as blessed. When a huge ten thousand plus khalasar attacked and Harry killed the Khal and all his blood riders by himself. The khalasar declared him the Stallion that rides the world.

Word spread of a kingdom that had taken over Volantis, a good chunk of the lands of the Dothraki Grasslands and was close to Lys, Myr, Qohor, Norvos, Pentos, and closing on Mantarys. It was the size of the north, but more populous than the entire Seven Kingdoms. No slaves were allowed. If a slave made into the lands, then they were free. It was over three hundred years since the High Council (all appearing to be in their early twenties), and the Director (a God) came to this world. After the second hundred years, his 'wives', concubines, consorts, girlfriends, and lovers understood that they made a mistake. With the magic here, they would live about one thousand years and Harry, maybe forever.

Harry was not to happy about that thought, but he would think more about it when his girls got old. The fire religion had become confused by a living Harry. They could sense it was not an illusion or had anything to do with the shadows of the light. The women were that young, seemed to stay that way and so did he. His children with those women, also aged very slowly. Several fire girls had babies by him that while they lived older than normal, were not immortal. This last hundred years they started to think that Harry was their god made flesh. They changed their thoughts and no longer burned people at the stake. The Warlocks, based in the city of Qarth, gather at the House of the Undying and are recognizable by their blue lips. This is a potion and syphon type magic. They captured one of Harry's girls for about one day, then he arrived on a broomstick and killed everyone and dropped the bodies in Qarth. They decided that they would just accept the increase in their magic and not bother the god and his harem. The faceless came to him and told him that as their gods avatar, he and his would not be attacked by them. Harry had laughed, told him to stab him in the heart. It took less than a minute for Harry to heal. He then asked the faceless to take a vial of his blood and offer it to one that needed to die. They would be surprised and understand why they all laughed.