I Am Death
The death of the second Dark Lord is being discussed all over the world.
As influential figures in the Wizarding World, they discussed the post-war impact on the global landscape, based on the conclusion of the United Kingdom Wizarding Wars.
But soon, a message was simultaneously ignited in both the Muggle and wizarding worlds:
The Pope, cardinals, clergy, secular residents, and tourists of the Vatican... all died overnight.
When the news spread, the world was shocked.
Not to mention the shocking fact that such a nation could be destroyed in modern times...
Leaving aside the Vatican, as the representative of the Catholicism faith, it has 1.2 billion believers worldwide.
They remain an important force in upholding Western morality.
The mere fact that the Pope and a host of high-ranking church officials were wiped out without any explanation left everyone speechless.
Modern society is not like it was hundreds of years ago; how could so many people die at the same time, only to be discovered after their deaths?
As the fastest-moving reporter, I rushed to Rome immediately.
The Vatican has been designated a forbidden area, but across the Tiber River, the corpses scattered across the fields can still be seen with binoculars.
Once the news was confirmed to be true, public opinion was completely ignited.
Voldemort is a thing of the past; no matter how much you criticize him, it won't generate much buzz.
The topic of discussion now is the destruction of the Vatican.
Many people speculate that it was done by Italy.
Vatican, an enclave, is located within the city of Rome.
Only Italy could have accomplished such a large-scale massacre without attracting outside attention.
Moreover, they participated in both Muggle World Wars; they're clearly no good, just executioners.
But the Italy Ministry of Magic immediately stated that they would not take the blame for this.
Don't let my involvement in two world wars fool you; I was just a burden then... I'm actually an undercover agent, okay?
Besides, most of those who died in the Vatican were Italy, okay?
Furthermore, when they're feeling nauseous, they curse Italy, saying it's as soft as Italy... When they're being blamed, they call us executioners.
Italy is also worried; they are indeed the prime suspects.
They were trying to take advantage of the situation and divert public opinion to other countries.
Trying to frame United Kingdom? They just finished a war... they don't have the energy for such things.
Trying to drag France into this? That Catholicism sycophant is an old story from hundreds of years ago.
After considering all sides, Italy insisted that Turkey was responsible.
Seventeen years ago, Pope John Paul II was shot twice by a Turkey fanatical Moose as he entered St Peter's Square to deliver a speech.
Turkey has a history of such offenses; it must have been them.
Public opinion toward Turkey was extremely negative for a time.
But two days later, Constantinople was attacked.
This time, however, there were survivors who saw the attackers.
A young man, carrying a vast expanse of the Dead Sea, descended from the sky and flooded Constantinople.
The surviving tourists were all dumbfounded.
The Ministry of Magic of various countries also declared that this was a violation of the International Statute of Secrecy.
The wizard was ordered to immediately cease his acts of terrorism, surrender himself to the Ministry of Ministry of Magic at the nearest police station, and not to jeopardize his own future.
But the man ignored them and set off towards the holy city of Jerusalem.
He didn't even bother to hide his tracks; he was completely open about it.
The Ministry of Magic of several Middle East countries immediately dispatched Auror to capture him.
Even the Taliban, which launched the "March on Kabul" campaign two years ago and just took control of the capital this year, have stopped their attacks and announced a peaceful transfer of power.
But this wizard's magic was far too strange.
If he wants someone to commit suicide, they will do so immediately; if he wants someone to be struck by lightning, lightning will fall from the sky; if he wants Auror to kill each other, they will kill their companions... He is truly a man of his word.
On a whim, he even killed people himself, causing a bloodbath. He easily slaughtered four hundred Auror outside Jerusalem.
He swaggered into the holy city, took the entire Weeping Wall with him, and moved on to the next city.
After attacking three cities in quick succession, this young wizard, who appeared out of nowhere, took up Voldemort's mantle in less than a week, displaying unparalleled prowess.
He is known as the third Dark Lord.
And this newly emerged Dark Lord's next target is Greece.
He appeared at the Mount Olympus, cleaved the mountain in half with a single blow, and summoned a giant Basilisk a hundred meters long.
Although most wizards have never seen Basilisk, they know it to be no more than ten meters Magical Creatures.
100 meters...
The world was in an uproar, with many people recalling Venice's 100-meter-long water dragon and Vienna's North Sea Kraken.
This Basilisk also demonstrated its ability to destroy cities.
At the man's command, it attacked Athens, instantly petrifying all living things in the city.
Four consecutive attacks, each one redefining people's understanding, could no longer be described as belonging to the realm of wizards; they were more like... gods!
Many wizards still pinned their hopes on William and Dumbledore, who had just defeated Voldemort.
I hope the two of them can defeat this demon.
But at this moment, no wizard had that confidence anymore.
They believe that humanity's darkest hour has arrived, which is the end of the world.
Neither opinion affected William.
As Gaunt said... he wasn't ready to fight Death.
He needs Gregorovitch to make that new wand.
And Nicolas Flamel, make him another alchemical item.
Most importantly, he was waiting for Vivian and Professor Babbling to seize the Trident.
But this battle was unavoidable.
Others may not know what Death is doing, but he does.
The other side is searching for the Deathly Hallows the "Three Brothers" obtained two thousand years ago.
As the person who currently possesses the most Hallows, William cannot escape them.
However, the location of the battle was also significant; he chose to hold it at the Merlin Memorial Hall, where the Deathly Hallows were also hidden.
On the seventh day, Cedric delivered the wand.
On the thirteenth day, Nicolas delivered alchemical items.
On the fourteenth day, Death landed on the British Isles, bringing with him his Basilisk...
The world's attention is once again focused on this island.
At the deserted entrance of the Merlin Memorial Hall, after the autumn rain, the autumn wind rustled the autumn leaves, and William sat alone under the sycamore tree.
The overcast sky was suddenly filled with rumbling thunder without warning.
He reached out and grasped a withered, yellow leaf, sighing, "Autumn has arrived."
He gently brushed a sycamore leaf that had just fallen from a branch off his body, then looked up and squinted at the west.
The Death, who had recently reaped countless lives, slowly approached from afar.
He seemed to have traveled a long way, and instead of taking immediate action, he leisurely gazed at the Stonehenge left behind by Merlin.
He then stood with his hands behind his back, looked at William sitting on the steps, and said calmly:
"Only wizards who have studied the Prehistoric Mysteries can avoid being controlled by my words."
I don't care where you learned it. Since you learned it and even obtained the Deathly Hallows, you are qualified to be my servant, just like Gaunt.
"So, give me the Deathly Hallows. I don't want to kill anyone."
"I don't want to kill..." William listened to Death's words with a sense of irony.
He chuckled, quietly tossing away the autumn leaf in his hand, and asked loudly:
Where did you just come from?
I thought Death wouldn't answer, but to my surprise, he said:
"Auckland, the entire city is covered by a volcano."
"That's quite a grand gesture," William sneered. "Two thousand years ago, in Pompeii, Rome, you did the same thing, didn't you?"
Pompeii, an ancient Rome city, was founded in the 7th century BC.
On August 24, 79 AD, Mount Vesuvius erupted, and Pompeii was buried overnight and wiped off the face of the earth.
It was rediscovered a thousand years later.
Everyone in the city perished instantly in the disaster.
William would never have thought of this if Death hadn't treated Auckland so cruelly.
Such a tyrannical Death dares to say he... "doesn't want to kill"?
What a huge joke.
Death seemed to have remembered this as well, and he smiled and said:
"That city disrespected me; I'm just giving them a little punishment."
"To have so many lives at your fingertips, don't you think you're some kind of god?" William said, standing up.
"God?" the man said softly.
"I have walked on this land for over a hundred generations of humankind."
I have witnessed countless stars being born and then falling to dust;
I have witnessed humanity killing each other, and all sorts of joys and sorrows.
I have seen things you cannot believe.
I have lost something you will never understand.
I also know everything, including the secrets of life that can never be revealed.
Even if time runs out,
The universe is coming to an end.
Until nothing is left.
there is no time,
No space
Only me,
It will still exist.
If there is a God, it is me!
I am... Death!