["Speaking"]

['Thinking']

["Spell Casting"]

To Harry, a seven year old boy with a lighting bolt scar, running for his life was almost an everyday occurrence but today was an extremely bad one as to Harry if he stopped for even a second his death could be an actual possibility, if your wondering why then you'll need a flashback to an hour ago where the chase began

(Flashback)

Harry was worried, not for anyone else in his "Family" but for himself since apparently he did better in a test than his cousin Dudley, a small walking whale that is extremely spoiled by his aunt and uncle, as he was finishing up dinner his uncle came in and Harry's hopes plummeted farther as he heard his Uncle Vernon "BOY! THAT DINNER BETTER BE DONE BY THE TIME I GET IN THERE OR YOU'LL STAY IN THE SHED!" The sound of an empty bottle dropping into the trashcan near the door plummeted his hopes even farther as it sounded as Vernon was drinking again.

The Reason for his bad mood would be apparent as he was fired from his job at Grunnings for Embezzlement and he believes it to be his nephew, Fr- Harry using his Freakish powers to get him fired instead of owning up to his crimes so, when Petunia informed him of Harry doing better in a test then Dudley just as he was sitting down he snapped back up and roared at him "HOW DARE YOU FREAK! WE CLOTH YOU AND FEED YOU AND THIS IS HOW YOU RE-" but anything else was lost to Harry as something inside in snapped and indescribable rage filled him and he grabbed the old meat cleaver and with speed belittling his size chucked it as hard as he could at his Uncle who had yet to see it happen thus the Cleaver split his noggin in two, who died with both halves of his face in twain.

When Harry realized what he did he bolted but not before he saw his aunt calling the police, both ignorant that the police may side with Harry instead of the now grieving widow and son.

(End of Flashback)

Regardless, Harry was still running and refused to turn back, that's when he saw a park nearby and rushed through the gates of the park unaware of a sign nearby with it reading 'Abandoned Park, Do Not Enter' it would be 2 - 3 hours before Harry finally collapses from exhaustion, greedily, trying to get air back into his lungs as he takes a look around seeing no one around.

"I-I" he continues to pant "I th-think I lost them" suddenly he heard something lit up nearby he looks over and sees a massive cave covered in a large mossy door with two stone braziers next to it, he stared with awe on his face as he started to approach the door, suddenly it started to open, the sound of an ancient entity yawning as it swung open.

As Harry Entered, a strange entity farther away appeared and watched as he entered the entity had a teal shirt, blue jeans and looked to be a 20 year old, caucasian male however there was one thing that made him different than a normal human being.

He had pale, glowing eyes that hummed with untapped power and magic.

However Harry was unaware of the the person behind him as he continued to enter the structure with trepidation and awe, as he was progressing deeper he noticed a large stairway made for beings much more bigger than Harry so he was forced to climb the steps to reach the top.

Panting with exhaustion he managed to reach the top and suddenly a burst of energy filled Harry as he gazed upon a strange cube glowing with rainbow colors and both the cube and colors were glowing and floating in a lazy way above a pedestal which to Harry filled his mind with awe and a deep sense of satisfaction as he soon became level with the Cube and suddenly he was extremely close to it which startled him but, before he could pull back a strange humm entered his ear as he heard a voice enter his mind

P̶̟͂i̷͍̣̿c̴̲̬̏̽̿͆k̵̫̥̃͒̋͊͝ ̴̗̜̮͓͗͝m̶̦̳̟̙̋e̴̥̾̊̌͌ ̵̳͇̙̭̞͋̿̓͆͠u̷̧͙̠̿̌̀͝p̷̘̮̼̌̑̄̚͝.̸̨̥̥̍̊̓̕͝.̶͊̌͑ͅ.̷̰̪̈ ̴͙̟̌̏̕͜C̷̡̱̳̓̍͛̃h̵͉̥͎́̾̀a̵͓̚m̸̖͙̻͍̤͑̿̇͗p̷̧̪̣̞͗̊̓́͜ì̴̤̺o̷͚̠̬̓̿n̶̛͖̱̅̈́̊͜͝

Thus Harry decided to do so, grabbing the sides of the Cube he was suddenly flooded with memories and images of battles, wars and important historical figures throughout the ages, his body was returned to perfect health, the lighting bolt scar upon his head vanished leaving a black gunk to leak out as the shard of Voldemort A.K.A Tom Riddle perished giving him his knowledge and the blocks on his core placed there by Dumbledore were utterly destroyed as the final memory he saw was in the 16th century where the last person with the Cu- No the Orb of Dominance Sealed it away hoping to forever seal it away.

Thanks to these memories and images he learned why he was hated, he was a wizard... a magic user and the only reason why they would hate him was because of jealousy because they weren't born with it instead which pissed him off greatly but it faded as the Orb of Dominance soon whispered comforting words into his ears like one would to a lover. As he continued to gaze into the Orb the memories of Tom Riddle and an extremely long list of arcane users, warriors, assassins and others who had used the Orb previously filled his head with their knowledge, suddenly his lips twitch a small chuckle escaping him before it grew louder as he raised the Orb into the air his laughter filling the cave, laughter that could but even The Joker to shame as the light from the orb started to glow malevolently as it echoed with the thoughts of it's newest user.

As Harry began to calm down he suddenly felt his magic alert him to someone behind him, acting quickly he had a powerful flame bolt in his hands when he saw him.

"Many felt that you would remain ignorant of your fate" the unknown male said "but me? I believed that you would become the next master of the Orb'' as Harry stared in slack jawed awe the very blood protections that were made to protect him at his aunt's and uncle's house soon collapsed as the power of the Orb of Dominance collapsed them to feed its newest user, it also decided to follow the magic in the blood wards to the caster where it found a shit ton of illegal detection, tracing, and other such magic tied to objects to its user. Angered, the slumbering mind within the Orb destroyed the items and ripped apart the magic within the items to send to its user to help him grow as well with it's last thought being.

⌇⍜⍜⋏, ⋏⍜⏚⍜⎅⊬ ⍙⟟⌰⌰ ⏚⟒ ⏃⏚⌰⟒ ⏁⍜ ⌇⏁⍜⌿ ⋔⊬ ⊑⍜⌇⏁! ⏃⌰⌰ ⍜⎎ ⏁⊑⟒ ⍜⎐⟒⍀⍙⍜⍀⌰⎅ ⍙⟟⌰⌰ ⏚⎍⍀⋏![1]

[1]Soon, nobody will be able to stop my host! all of the Overworld will burn!