A.N. This chapter is kinda violent in nature. History constantly shows us how vindictive and cruel gods can be, and this is the first time in which Harry uses his Godliness. He will calm down once he gets used to that part of him and learns to control it.

1987 privet drive.

The sound of leather lashing on someone's back was heard all across the Dursleys' household.

Harry didn't know why was it that they hated him so much, why did he do to deserve such treatment. If he did well in school, they'd put his hands in boiling water. If he tried to make friends, Dudley and his friends would ridicule him in every way possible. If he spoke out of turn they'd make him eat soap. Nothing he did was right, he tried to be a good child but nothing worked. Maybe he was wrong, he didn't have to be a good child, Dudley definitively wasn't and he was rewarded every day. Yes, that's right I have to be like Dudley, or I can be worse, that'll for sure grant me better rewards.

"Time to eat, this child's feet I'm going to lick." a sing-a-song voice said in the middle of the darkness, immediately after the voice disappeared Harry felt something licking his left foot.

"Who's there?" he asked a little bemused.

"It's me, child, the snake you were talking with before the were-whale dragged you in" the snake hissed in response

"What are you doing here? If they see you here they'll beat me again and I don't want to be beaten again!"

"If the were-whale, the she-horse, and their spawn appear again you could just curse them. To be honest I'm surprised you hadn't already done so."

"Curse them? How?" A very confused and lost harry asked

"Just say that you curse them and their blood for whatever reason and then say whatever it is that you want the curse to do and in the end say so mote it be." said an amused snake. 'The fuckers are in for a surprise.' After thinking that, the snake let out a hiss that somehow sounded like a laugh.

Even if it sounded like a codswallop to the logical part of him, something deep within him was waiting anxiously, and it was telling him to do what the snake said and fuck the Dursleys. After pondering on what to do he decided to listen to that voice inside him that sounded like an excited child.

"Alright, I'll do it." After saying that he closed his eyes and focused on his feeling towards his relatives, what did he wanted to happen to them, and in which conditions. "I, Harry James Potter, curse Vernon Dursley to die in ten years in a crash car because of him being drunk, to suffer a tenfold of a tenfold of a tenfold of all the pain that he caused me, each time he thinks of beating me, bad things or of doing bad things unless they are my orders. And I curse him to serve me until his time is due and to suffer a tenfold of a tenfold of a tenfold of the pain that he caused me each time he disobeys me or causes me or anyone that I care about (human or not) pain, or thinks of it. So mote it be."

In his office Vernon was about to call his secretary to try and convince her to suck his prick or more. "maybe I can force her to let me fuck her ass, petunia always refusses to do that" he was about to call her when a pain so strong it was impossible to describe hit him and made him fall to the floor screaming in agony. It wouldn't be until a week later that he would stop thinking about bad things, including cursing, and he'd be able to come back home from the hospital.

"Aright, next one. I, Harry James Potter, curse Dudley Dursley to never be successful, to never have a dream or a wish of any kind come true. I curse him to be lonely and to be abused by those who abused me, in ways that are a tenfold of a tenfold of a tenfold worse than how they abused me. I curse him to serve me in the same ways as his father and suffer the same curse of his father except the dying on a car crash part. I curse him to find a best friend, a wife and a daughter at the age of 30. And lastly, I curse him to be abandoned by his wife and daughter 1 month after his childbirth, to find that it wasn't his but his best friend's child and to see how happy the three of them are together without being able to take any repercussion. So mote it be."

Dudley was coming back from the bathroom at Dylan's house, where he and his friends were playing when suddenly he felt someone grabbing his arms and making him fall to his knees.

"Last one. I, Harry James Potter, curse Petunia Dursley, to suffer the same curse as his husband. I curse her to feel everything that my parents feel towards her due to how she treated me by a tenfold of a tenfold of a tenfold. And I curse her to never be happy, to never be satisfied and to never be able to leave this family that from now on will make her feel as miserable as they made me feel all this time by a tenfold of a tenfold of a tenfold. So mote it be."

Petunia was happily cleaning the dishes and admiring how clean her kitchen was. When suddenly, she wasn't happy anymore. She felt unsatisfied with her kitchen.

"I need a new oven, and these knives aren't even sharp enough to cut my husband's balls for being so lazy. I swear that all he does is eat, go to that worthless factory of his and watch TV. Oh, the fatass doesn't even touch me anymore I should've married Dylan's father. He looks like a right candy and if rumours are correct he is well packed." Petunia continued to rant for over an hour when she realized that ranting wasn't satisfactory anymore and went to sleep.

After finishing cursing the three Dursleys Harry felt somewhat renewed. He felt as if something dormant within him finally awoke. The air around him cracked and it was full of life, it was dancing around him happily like two friends seeing each other after a long time. Everything felt as if something inside him finally clicked, he felt complete.

The three deity mothers were drinking tea at Ab's when they felt their child's power finally awakening. Automatically the three of them started laughing without restrain.

"He awakes his powers and the first thing he does is curse his human relatives." Hel said between laughs.

"That's the you in him, he has both your character and your viciousness" ab remarked

"Of that, I have no doubt. Did you feel how obscure those 3 curses were? They were full of anger, hatred and desire to cause pain!" Hel said with a little too much pride.

"That he did." Talis said with a happy smile on her face. "I don't know what they did but I pity them. Being servants of a vindictive god is never good news. And even after they die they'll probably have to deal with us, thanks to being cursed by our son."

"Oh yeah, I don't what they did to him that made him hate them so much, but if they did anything bad to him, Hitler's punishment is going to be very tame compared to what I'll do to them."

"Like talis said, being the servant of a very vindictive god is never good news, but being punished for all eternity by the three mothers of said vindictive god is worse than that."

"Do you think we could get his real mother to push them with us?" Talis asked

"And people say that you are the tamest of the three. You want four angry mothers against a threesome of scum"

The three of them went to where they knew that Harry's biological mother was resting and together the four of them started to plan different punishments depending on the offence. Needless to say, neither life nor death will ever give the Dursleys a breath.

Back to Pivet drive.

"That felt awesome! Does cursing people always feel that good" asked a very enthusiastic harry while he kept feeling the air around him. He had never felt so alive after all.

"No child. Cursing doesn't always feel so good. The reason why you feel so good it's because of the awakening of your powers, the hidden part of your sacred nature." the snake answered honestly.

"Sacred nature?" Now harry was very, very confused. Am I a god? And what powers do I have? Am I like Jesus? Walking on water would definitively be cool.

"Yes you are Harry, you are the son of Hel, Anubis and Coatlicue. The three of them soul adopted you and are now your mothers. You are also the son the last descendant of Lilith here on earth."

"My mothers? I have three more mothers? Where the hell are they? Why do they leave me here?" harry started to hyperventilate, it was too much for him. Being a god and cursing people was one thing that he could take, it was cool actually. But having three holy mothers and being abandoned by them to live with the horse bitch? Oh no, that was so not cool. I so want to start cursing them but something tells me that cursing three grown deities is not a good idea. Fuck them.

"They are in the sacred gardens. Do not hold their absence against them. They aren't here because it would be very dangerous for you if the other gods found you. They cannot protect you against every pantheon in existence. And they also didn't know about how you have been treated here. Even when they wanted to get close they couldn't, it would be like planting a flag that says "something important for three deities lives here come and find out what it is." on your front door. Even now they are doing what they can for you. Since you are connected, they felt your powers awakening and the curse that you put on your relatives, and as soon as they felt it they were proud and happy for you, since the awakening of a god's power is the first step to mature as a true god. They also went to find where your biological mother was resting so she could help to plan on how they are going to punish the Dursleys for whatever it is that they did to you." The snake finished and harry didn't know how to feel.

First, he felt like they owed him something, but that was not true after all they already gave him powers and made him a god. Second, he felt happy that there was someone that felt angry because of the injustices that he had to live. And third, he felt curious. Why did they choose him? What did he do as a child that caused them to turn him into a god?

"Why? Why did they turn me into a god?" harry asked with a little bit of hesitation.

"Because of the eternal war. They want to end it, and when fate told them that your parents were going to die they decided to adopt you and combine their powers within you so you could end the war. Of course not alone, they are going to help you, after all, you are their son. They may not have created you because they wanted a son, but that doesn't mean that they don't love you as one. They even cry because they miss you and can't be with you to train you. It's very amusing to watch one of the goddesses of death crying because they can't come and play with you." The snake somehow managed to chuckle at the end of that.

By this point, Harry didn't know what to think anymore. Now he had 3 abandoning mothers and he was a weapon. Yes, he was a weapon created to kill gods, to rule over them, a weapon to achieve its mother's dream, peace. Now that he thought about it he should be thanking them instead of being angry. They gave him a chance to live and power beyond anything imaginable, indeed, just for that, he'll forgive them. Also, it's not like peace isn't worth it.

"Very well, I won't resent them. What are you by the way? I've never seen a black and white snake with wings and purple eyes. You are a very strange snake."

"I'm not a snake, I can turn myself into a snake but I am not a snake. I'm Sarah, daughter of a Naga and the white queen."

"I don't know any of those names, but if you are the daughter of a queen you should be someone important"

"I am royalty to every snake and lizard, but to gods, I am just another servant" Sarah explained.

"So you came here to serve me?" asked Harry with a little bit of disbelieve

"Yes and no. magic told my mother that I should come here and be your companion. I am to guide you in your path to greatness"

"Magic? Is she another goddess?"

"No one knows. Magic was before the time of the gods and before time itself. She's our creator and lives within us all."

"Leaving magic and its shenanigans aside. Are you in contact with my mothers? How do you know that they are proud of me?"

"No harry, magic showed me because she thought that you needed to know. Also, there are only two types of parents in the sacred gardens. The first type is the most common, those who just care about power and usually leave their children alone and don't bother guiding them. Then it's the second type, the one that suits your mothers. They are caring and they do anything they can to make sure their children are raised as they should. You may not have realized yet, but they did a lot of things to make sure that you are raised properly. Magic sending me is the result of her answering to the strength and pureness of their desire to see you turn into a proper god and not one of those war junkies."

"did magic tell you what is it that they did?" now Harry was very curious about what is it that his mothers did for him.

"No, she didn't. When are they going to let you out? It's kind of boring staying in this form for long, and if I turn into my normal self we won't fit."

"I don't know, usually between 3 days and a week, but once they left me here for an entire month" Harry answered shrugging.

"well in that case see you in a week. If you can meditate and start to organize your mind, being a god should make it easy." After that, she just left.

Meditate? How do I meditate? Is it closing my eyes and breathing enough? Bloody snake can't even give me proper instructions.