Drama in Sakaar

-Harry pov -

I watched as the woman that tried to kill the grandmaster was beheaded in front of everyone.

It hit me at that moment.

I condemned her to death.

And I felt nothing.

I have changed, I have become worse than I thought I had.

To be able to condemn someone to death is a horrible fate. She was just trying to leave, trying to live her life. She was innocent.

And it blew my mind that I could do that and feel absolutely nothing. Absolutely nothing. And it hurt, it felt bad to know I have changed. As I gazed at her lifeless body, I felt a weird feeling I haven't felt in a while, remorse.

I see her soul leaving this realm. Reaching out with my magic I stopped it, I left the stadium and went back to the scrap area.

Her soul was following behind me.

Once I got to the scrap area, I looked at her soul and started to chant.

"ut anima tua in pace," (may your soul rest in peace,)

"transeamus ad alteram parted," (pass over to the other side,)

"mi quiescant et renascentur ad vitam pacificam vivere," (rest my dear and be reborn to live a peaceful life)

As I finished her soul started to glow yellow, and she was pulled into the sky disappearing forever.

-narrator pov -

Harry didn't know enough about his powers as a God, and his knowledge of power words isn't complete.

What was a simple soul-passing spell, turned into something else something more powerful.

-Harry pov -

After I finished with the spell/small ritual, I gazed off into the distance. It felt strange, foreign even, to feel so weird. I wondered briefly if I'm a bad person or if I have turned evil.

Well, I know I'm not a good person, I'm a criminal at heart, a criminal to my core. But, I also am a fair person, and taking that women's life wasn't fair.

It's funny, I orchestrated a war between hydra and shield that killed a lot of people. I started a rebellion that also caused a lot of lives to end, although one could argue it was for a better future.

But, for some reason this woman that I have never met, watching her try to kill the grandmaster on my mental suggestion. Her getting killed, her dying a meaningless life, was what really gave me a wake-up call.

One could argue that my being a God would let me play on a different set of rules but, I haven't really changed much.

Maybe I'm too impulsive and I should think before I act. I usually do, but I think I'm on some space high, this whole thing is just insane being in space and all, I think I was too caught up in the moment.

I have seen things and done things that no one has experienced, I was reincarnated into an alternate world of Harry Potter combined with the marvel world.

I stole things and planned heists.

Made a rebellion.

I defied death... DEATH!

I became a God, a real fucking GOD!

It's just a surreal experience, I can't even describe in words what my life is like. What the experience is like.

On to more light-hearted subjects, I don't want to buy more divine knowledge yet, I want to see what I can learn with power words. Jumping into a cycle of continuously buying divine knowledge would be counter-productive. I need to focus and learn what I can about what I have and then learn more.

I stayed standing in the scrap yard for a while, I decided to head back to the 'champions' living quarters. I already started this venture, might as well see it through.

I walked into the red guy's room, I figured out his name was Cathor, his race is a Tertramand. They are basically a race made for close combat.

It's pretty cool if you ask me.

"You need allies," I spoke behind him

"I know," he replied

"Find the most dissatisfied warriors," I said

"But how can I tell?" he asked

"Put feelers out," I answered simply

"How?" he replied

This guy is something else.

"Talk about your home, then talk about wanting to go back," I replied simply

"I will, but what of these collars, with them no one will be able to act," he said with a sad expression

"Don't worry. They will be taken care of in due time," I replied in a mysterious tone

"Who are you?" he asked me

"Your savior," was my reply

I talked to the others and then left, I want to wait to talk to the Valkyrie, I don't know her well, but from what I remember she was a stubborn one.

As I left I felt my divine energy decrease why?

Then it increased by a large margin, how? Why?

Then whispers assaulted my head.

'For Zanthomire,'

'For Zanthomire'

'For Zanthomire!'

Who the hell is Zanthomire?

-Narrator pov -

Once again on the first planet, Harry visited, several people led by Casmas stood surrounded by dead bodies, they chanted repeatedly.

"For Zanthomire!"

"For Zanthomire!"

"For Zanthomire!"

They felt power surge through them, they all thought it was Zanthomire blessing them if they could see from a birds-eye point of view, the warriors would have seen that the blood of their foes formed into a large picture of a serpent.

The crusades started, this was just the start of what was to come.

Harry didn't know what he did when he supplied them with knowledge, he didn't realize what would come.

Years in the future, that planet would be called the first descent of Zanthomire, and the other names he would be called in the future.

It would become a holy planet, a planet that became a shrine, a temple a planet that became the start of something huge.

-Harry pov -

I wandered around the planet Sakaar, it was an interesting place, many races came to watch the contest of champions. I'm not going to lie I wish I arrived when Thor and the Hulk fought. It would have been cool to see it in person.

As I wandered around I was invisible, I like to be invisible and unseen. It was amazing, walking and not being seen.

Listening when no one knew.

Watching from the shadows.

As I walked around, I noticed something it was like clockwork, someone would approach this building knock in a certain way, then be let in.

I smell a hidden meeting!

A conspiracy is at foot!

I walked toward the building as I saw another being approach it.

He did the knock and I slipped in.

There were at least twenty different races in here, it was like a cult meeting.

"We saw today, that others are willing to step up and stop the reign of terror the Grandmaster has inflicted upon our planet, we watch others fight to the death, and for what pleasure! Enjoyment? It is wrong, and we need to put an end to this!" he roared in righteous fury

There was a round of cheers and applause after his little speech.

This whole thing seemed too easy for them if I found out about this in the little time I have actually ventured around the planet. The grandmaster should already know about this.

I began to read the minds of those in the room, sure enough, some of them are spies working for the grandmaster.

It seems like he wants this rebellion to progress, then crush them in front of everyone, and at the same time, he will paint them to look like the bad guys.

It was interesting, I could use this.

These people are obviously not afraid of death and are willing to fight.

I can point out the spies to the leader, and make him trust me. Then from there, I can really start putting everything in motion.

Their meeting progressed, and they talked about future plans, and strategies.

Funny enough the spies were the ones supplying the best plans, and the leader was just sitting back relaxing.

As the meeting ended everyone began to leave, and the leader seemed to stay, this must be his place.

I stayed behind as well.

"There are traitors in your ranks," I said in a mysterious tone

He jolted forward and started to look around everywhere.

"Who said that?" he asked wearily

"There are traitors in your ranks," I repeated mentally supplying the images of the traitors

"You lie!" he yelled

"So you say, but look for the signs you will find the truth," I said in a calming tone

"Who are you," he repeated not answering me

"Use them," I said ignoring the question

"Who are you!" he repeated

This guy is a hot head.

"Use them," I said again

He seemed to think, I could see his brain working in over time.

"Who are you?" he said softly this time. It was a question, not a demand

"Sakaars savior," I replied

"Sakaars savior?" he whispered back mirroring my words

I didn't reply just left.

I began to venture around once more, every now and then I would take some food and try it. The food here wasn't bad, just a little strange, I wonder how the booze taste?

Eventually, I found myself back in the scrap yard, it was dark now, I looked into the sky appreciating the beauty of the planet.

I took out an easel and a blank canvas, and I began to paint what I saw.

Painting is a calming thing I added into my life, I usually paint magically because I can pour my emotions into the ink, and the painting will usually come out better, it allows people to feel the emotions I had when I painted the piece.

As I finished I looked at my painting, it was the night sky with the soul from earlier today ascending into the sky.

The emotions I felt within the art were simple but, complex. Conflicting within each other.

Remorse.

Indifference.

-end-

A/N: he is unconsciously using his divine energy right now, he will learn more.

Also, Mc isn't going soft per se, more like he won't just randomly condemn others to death when he has other options. Like that girl..

Everything else is fair game.