Harry wanted the Soul Stone.
It was the most mysterious of the Infinity Stones. No one knew where it was hidden, and more importantly, it was no ordinary stone—it had a will of its own.
Harry knew where it was hidden: in the film, it had been on Morag. No one wanted to go to that planet, but that did not mean it could not be found. Its coordinates could easily be located in the Star Sea Community's database.
However, to obtain it, one had to offer up the life of someone precious.
That condition was the Soul Stone's joke on those who sought power—people fought for the things they cherished, only to ultimately have to sacrifice the person they held dear before gaining that power.
Thanos was a psychopathic madman who could throw his beloved daughter off a cliff without hesitation. Harry was not. He neither wanted to nor would pull something like that.
After hearing Harry's description of the Soul Stone, Strange stroked his chin. "What an evil little thing."
Harry shrugged as well. "I consider myself a greedy businessman, so I'm not making a deal that loses me money."
"So you're planning to just take it? That sounds like robbery. Besides... how would you even take it?"
"It won't negotiate fair trade terms, so I have to help it integrate into society somehow, don't I?"
With that, Harry waved both hands and conjured a glittering Magic Projection of his own.
The Soul Stone had been born after the Big Bang, which meant it must have possessed a physical form at some point.
As long as he gathered the remaining stones, Harry would have enough power and authority to reverse its state and obtain the thing.
As for Strange's concerns, Harry's plan was this: he would use the