5 Years after the Uchiha Massacre.
Saitama... didn't have a clan. His powers couldn't be replicated by DNA. As they were bestowed by wishing magic... a mere muggle, back when such things existed, gathered the dragon balls. And Wished Saitama's limiter was broken.
This was his way of giving thanks, as when Saitama was a regular man. The Caped Baldy risked his life, to save the man's son from a super villain.
Saitama only learned this, today. As he stood before the dragon, having just wished to know where his mighty strength came from... and now he knew. The Eternal Dragon, itself, was the source of his power.
Saitama, then got an idea... a terrible idea...Saitama got an Awful, terrible idea.
"Mighty Dragon. I wish all current Jonin, along with higher ranked Shinobi, plus White Lanterns, had their limiters broken.
That every rank after Jonin gained a "Super" transformation, that doubles their Chakra output, along with their physical power. That each additional rank gains an additional level, doubling with each rank they've achieved.
"While the village leader's are able to grant all this, through a ritualistic ceremony, when they reach 'Jonin' rank and higher.
While Demons are naturally born with their Limiter broken, allowing their powers to potentially grow infinitely."
The Dragon outright smiled, "You'll truly do anything, for another Serious fight. This will put you on truly even ground, with all villages. You'll no longer have such an unfair advantage... in fact, given your lower potential, this will actually make you weaker then most Jonin."
"I know." Saitama looked up at the dragon... feeling true hope for the first time in decades. He was tired of being the best. He wanted a challenge.
"This... will not make you happy. You want a fair fight, but this will make you weaker then most. I will grant this, but will increase your own powers, to a slightly above average 'Jonin Commander'. This will give you the fights you long for, though the world may be in danger from the Power Ups."
Saitama gaped, not having thought of that. "Then for my last wish, I want all Celestial bodies, in the White Lanterns territory, to be sturdy enough to withstand the power up."
The Dragon laughed, "You have no idea what you just asked for. That will make this entire Sector, strong enough to survive all future big bangs!!! I love it!!! Please find my balls again, make more wishes!!!" The dragon laughed merrily. Disappearing before Saitama could take back his wish.
• Present Day.
Harry... had gathered the dragon balls... and was ready for his assault on the fates.
The Eternal dragon... smiled dangerously. "A Junior Shinigami. This should be interesting."
Harry looked determined. Before holding up a piece of paper. "I wish, everything written on this Paper. Was made true in a separate pocket dimension, that the gods can't access, without my permission."
This entire White Lantern Sector of space, becomes its own pocket dimension, with current history completely intact.
With the orbit of the planets and moons, altered to run at the same time, with matching seasonal calendars. Where the Wayne and Stark satellites, around each world, generate an environmental bubble, with uniformed lighting around the world, that dims at night.
So each world has Earth Norm Gravity, temperature regulation, breathable air, power, wi-fi, controlled weather, and an automatic protection grid.
Then Teleport, all villages, onto a world of their own country. Where the Shinobi Clans of each Hidden Village, have their own moon, around their country's world.
Then the magical beings, each get their own planet, though aren't confined to them. With their own clans, given their leaders most desired bloodline traits, and have their own moon around their planet.
Next give each planet, along with their moons, a united government. Where each smaller village, has an elected Minister. Whom serves on a council, under the hidden village's leader. With the Kage now the ruler of the planet.
Then each world, including moons, has a Senator, representing their world on a united council of planets. Which occasionally vote on laws, that effect all worlds. However, their major purpose is settling disputes, between their worlds.
With the Senate located on a massive space station, with Earth Norm Gravity, at the center of the Sector. Which doubles as the center of trade and politics. That was made, from harvesting every asteroid of the Sector, and refined as artificial environments, inside the station.
The White Lanterns, have their base of operations, on this space station. And are recognized by all worlds, as an intergalactic police force, answering only to the Council.
Then each world, has their own fleet of enchanted space ships, and knowledge how to build more, with the most qualified people serving on them.
In this Pocket Dimension, all previous wishes stand. Including Saitama's. Modified to make it a ritual, only Kage's know how to preform, to break limiters of all Jonin, with additional rituals, to increase their power with each promotion.
Where farms grown alchemical plants, that produce bricks denser then diamonds. Which thrive in any environment. That instantly grow and ripen, the second another is picked. To be used as an infinite resource, to fuel the Replicators.
Where every house, ship, and bigger on the inside wagon, has a replicator. To produce things infinitely. Where companies sell programs for medicines, food, toiletries, all necessities, and all approved household luxuries. But after the program is purchased and installed, the entire household can make infinite copies of that item, limited only by the Replicator's raw matter storage.
With Everyone using the Goblins as a universal bank. whom can mine their currency infinitely. And are required to mine out a steady payment of 1 billion galleons, per hidden village. Then 100 million for every village of a planet.
Clan Members, have a guarantee paycheck of 150 Galleons, just for being in a clan. Paid by the Goblins.
Where the cost of living is 100 galleons a year, per person. But minimum wage is the cost of living. With mandatory yearly raises (increasing an additional monthly Galleon, per year you've been working there). Then a minimum 10 Galleon Christmas bonus, and again at the start of School.
Where each village's starting Genin, make 3 Galleons a week, along with bonuses. With a 1 Galleon raise, with each promotion.
Starting White Lanterns, make 5 Galleons a week, and are chosen by the Rings themselves. Then trained for the position. With the Rings programmed not to choose Shinobi. To not take protectors away from their world.
In this pocket dimension, there are no dragon balls, but rather Shenron is the elder god, granting "Prayers" he deems worthy of his attention. That are bound by this dimensions laws.
No other gods can get in this dimension, without Shenron's, Hades', or Harry Potter's invitation, which can be revoked at any time.
Where all inhabitants of the Sector, are content with all this. Including any aliens, that are happy to be incorporated into this new government, and culture.
The Dragon just stared. "That might be the most anyone has ever crammed into a single wish. But seeing as it will extend my own influence, across the entire Sector, I will grant it. But I'm only allowing that, because this wish prevents others from making such drastic changes to reality.
"But I'll also need to tap into the power of all demons, to alter reality to such extremes."
"Then I use my second wish," Harry informed. "To make them want to help you."
The Dragon blinked. "Then I suggest, for your third wish. You give each civilization of demon, there own plentiful layer of subspace, coating our new dimension. Along with a few afterlifes, for mortals, which Hades rules over, as the primary Grim Reaper, for this dimension. Plus his own successfully ascended apprentices, acting as the Shinigami of each world."
Harry frown, "I don't know them."
"I will vouch for them."
Harry nodded.
"To make this work, I need to make it so every world has a new god. Ones that match your own values, of course. Since they won't have a teacher, they'll need both the knowledge, and the desire, to fulfill their role."
"..." Harry just frowned.
"A world cannot function without gods. So I must insist, if you are to make worlds, they be properly cared for."
"Fine, I guess. No gods of destruction though," Harry insisted.
"Then there cannot be gods of creation. For things cannot begin, without an end."
"So long as their still muses?" Harry stipulated. "To inspire creativity. Along with gods of birth and death."
"You... are not a good Death god," Shenron frowned. "It seems Hades chose poorly, for all three of your generations apprentices... Since your bargaining with me, I'll add a stipulation of my own.
"I want to remove your role, as Apprentice to death. And make you god of champions. It will be your duty to protect our new home."
Harry... smiled, "I think I'd like that a lot more."
The Dragon smiled. "I think you will to." Then frowned, "Actually, for your first wish. I suggest you add all we discussed into your paper. Then For your second wish, i will grant the paper... then for your third wish..." The dragon smiled. "Wish to maintain your powers, granted by Death. They will make you a better champion... and you'll still be able to converse, and even hold, your loved ones, once they die."
Harry frowned... he'd like to wish they would never die... but heaven was real, and he couldn't deny his family that paradise.
Slowly, he agreed, and the Dragon's eyes glowed red.
The temporal backlash, forced open all seals. Unleashing Isshiki, Kaguya, Orochimaru, and all manner of hell, into their parent universe.
Doctor Manhattan was ready for this, and tried to contain the fallout, with Kurama and the other demons sealed by Kiri.
The breaking of the Jinchuriki's seals, left a piece of themselves in each host. Just a small piece, enough to give their host power and guidance.
Manhattan's interference would have prevented this moment, and Harry's wish was vital to their world's future... as just because they now had a utopia, didn't mean it would stay that way.
Kiri was still a threat, and would be sticking around... war was coming. Manhattan could see it, but first things first... he had to make sure hell didn't consume their parent universe... and that it didn't follow its way back into their new pocket dimension.
"This will end poorly," Hades sighed, looking at his new universe from the gates of all after life's.
Shenron just gave a shrug, "Nothing last forever. But with no gods to create or destroy. This one could very well see the death of the Cosmos, itself."
"Only because of how resistant to change it will be," Hades eyed. Obviously not thinking that a good thing. "Not thet that will matter, if he finds us. He'll take issue with being cut out of the loop."
"That's why I modified Harry's wish... We'll stand a chance this way," Shenron insisted. " He won't have as much power, in a universe not his own. And if he dies here, you'll be able to claim his soul."
Hades eyed the former demon, and new consciousness behind their entire dimension. "You demons are playing a dangerous game. The gods barely tolerated you... they'll be out for blood now."
"That's why I need someone with your experience... and your grudges. How many times did he step in. Blasting apart your beloved souls. Leaving none for you? We both have a stake, in ensuring this new dimension prospers... tell me now if you don't think you can handle it, and we can part ways here, before you step too far over the line."
Hades eyed the dragon, as he considered leaving. Then waved off, "What's another apocalypse. At least this time... I'll actually be able to do something about it."