Chapter one (UTHPSW)

Year: I stopped counting after fifty-thousand years.

...What? Sue me, I was immortal and didn't care anymore.

Anyway... I had finally just died, along with my entire universe and I was left floating in the void left behind. Being the Master of Death quite frankly sucked, and I wished, for what seemed like the millionth time, that I could go back in time and curse my ancestors for daring to bind the powers of Death into objects with magic. By acquiring and binding the three Hallows, I attained Absolute Immortality, and I have watched all of those that I loved die, children, wives, lovers, and even my descendants. I. Can't. Die. Despite all of that, I had used my immortality wisely and had bettered my world for the
magical and the mundane. I had attained degrees in every science and field, and had helped humanity to extend their reach beyond earth and even beyond the solar system.

I had mastered my magical powers and had outgrown the need for a wand and helped my fellow magical's to do the same.

Eventually, I wasn't sure how long I floated around, I decided that I had no other option but to summon Death and plead to be made mortal again and join my loved ones in the afterlife.

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"Death, please come here," Harry said, with Death suddenly appearing.

"I was wondering when you would summon me Hadrian... Sadly, reaping you is beyond my power. Your ancestors were very thorough when they bound portions of my power to create the Hallows... Your immortality is truly absolute and not
even I can remove it." Death said, to Harry's horror.

Harry truly realized that he was cursed above all others... He would never see those that he loved again. He would constantly suffer loss; over and over again... Eventually, Harry realized, he would reach his breaking point and become something inhuman and monstrous. Immortality was a curse.

"That's not to say I can do nothing for you, Hadrian," Death said sadly. "As you know, I punished your ancestors for their crimes against me, they're currently being spit roasted in Hell right now... And no, not in the sexual way." Death paused, expecting a chuckle at minimum but getting no response. "You cannot die, but you can travel to other universes; not under your own power, not even your godlike power can achieve that, but Death is inescapable, omni-present... and
omniversal. I can send you to other universes... and I have one in particular in mind."

"Tell me more, I guess," Harry replied, though he truly wished to join his family.

"It, like this universe, has a power not unlike magic, but they call it the Force and it's far more potent, sentient, and diverse. I can transmute half of your current magical power into Force energy, so that isn't a problem, and your power would far exceed that of any other Force-sensitive. You would find some happiness there, Hadrian, and you could probably fix it too." Death said, to receive a questioning look from Harry. "Like the Light, Dark, and Grey Factions that you encountered here, there are similar parties there... They are the Jedi; self-proclaimed to be Light and good, the Sith; Dark and evil, and several so-called Grey factions."

"Granted, these are just human labels and based on human perception and belief. I will let you form your own opinions, should you choose to travel there."

"Well it's that or float in this void for eternity or until another universe starts to form... Will the Resurrection Stone work there? It could help me adapt and gain more knowledge, and I'll certainly want training in every aspect of this Force and several subjects."

"Yes, all of the Hallows will work there. They are created with my power, which is omniversal, and since I am well aware of your intentions, I can provide you with a list of powerful Force-users to call upon and learn from." Death replied. "You're lucky that when I transmute half your magical power into Force energy that both will be roughly equal. It will give you a chance to grow both at an equal rate."

"Are you ready to begin?" Death asked.

"Yes," Harry replied. Death placed his hands on Harry's chest and channeled some of his own energy into him, causing pain for Harry as his magic was manipulated by another being and moved into a new place... Half of his god-like magical
power was relocated into a new energy source and transmuted into Force energy and technically greatly reduced. He had grown his base Magus power sixty times, but Force energy seemed to be a lot denser and Harry just basically had his
power cut by more than half.

"Done." Death said moments later. "Now, before I send you off to another universe, I will go see how much valuable metal I can salvage... But, Harry, you won't be able to summon the spirits of your family in the other universe, so you should summon your family one last time." Death added sadly, feeling only sympathy for Harry when his expression became one of pure heartbreak.

Death vanished, leaving Harry alone to speak to his family one last time.

Harry summoned the Resurrection Stone and turned it thrice in hand. His loved ones appeared instantly... His wives Morgana and Amelia, his countless children and lovers... and, of course, his parents and Sirius.

"Hello, everyone," Harry said sadly. "Welcome to the end of the universe."

"How did you survive the end of the universe, Harry?" Lily asked in concern, wondering if magic had advanced to such an extent that magicals could empower themselves to such a level and wondering if Harry had used Dark Magic.

"My immortality from the Hallows is absolute; I cannot die. Not even this universal apocolypse has killed me, I was injured, of course, but I quickly regenerated. I was given the option of waiting until a new universe begins to grow or be sent to another universe..."

A chorus of 'that's great' and other positive reactions erupted from his loved ones, who were all concerned that he would be damned to this void forever.

"I won't be able to summon any of you there," Harry said sadly, his expression breaking the hearts of all those summoned "Those afterlives are different."

"Harry, you haven't summoned us much before. You will be fine." Morgana said, trying to use common sense to ease his mind.

"I know, but I always had the option for when I truly needed you. You were always there if I needed help, but in this new universe, I will never get see you all again. I have now literally lost everything and everyone!" Harry said, finishing with an angry tone.

"Harry, as cruel as this will sound... you will make new friends and family. You will find new people to care for and they will make you happy." Sirius said.

"I know that Sirius, but I can never see any of you, ever again. It's the finality and absoluteness of it all that saddens me. No one can ever replace all of you. Just like none of you could ever truly replace my hypothetical future friends and family." Harry replied. "Let's just make this time count. I don't want to have any regrets about wasting it."

His family nodded and they began talking and spending time together... for the last time.

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It was finally time for Harry to leave. Death had returned with a magically expanded trunk full of gold, silver, and other precious metals, which he easily shrunk for Harry.

"I salvaged some wealth for you, a couple quadrillion worth, that should get you started in your new life." Death said, causing Lily to gape in shock.

"Quadrillion?" She questioned in shock, not sure if she heard him correctly.

"Mom, I had that much in various accounts and much more than that in investments. Thank you though, Death," Harry said gratefully. "I know that you didn't have to do that and I greatly appreciate that you did." Death handed Harry the trunk, which Harry quickly pocketed.

"You should say your goodbyes Hadrian. It's time for you to begin your new journey, and I still need to give you a list of names for teachers. I will be dropping you off near your first teacher." Death said, receiving a nod from Harry in reply.

"Bye everyone. I love you all and I will miss you greatly... I wish I could spend the rest of eternity with you all, but sadly that isn't possible right now. I will find a way if there is one to be found." And with Harry's parting remark, his loved ones returned to the afterlife. "Where too now, Death?" Harry asked sadly.

"First I will provide you with a mental list of Jedi and Sith and the ability to speak the common tongue of the Galaxy you will be in." Death said, before doing so and causing Harry brief pain. "Now, to another universe and to the planet Yavin 4. There you will learn from a Jedi turned Sith Lord, and he will teach you all that he knows or be taken to his afterlife." Death said, before teleporting them both to Yavin 4 and at the Temple of Exar Kun.

"That was fast." Harry said in shock.

"I am a nigh-omnipotent being." Death replied nonchalantly. "Exar Kun! Come forth from your temple!" A spirit instantly appeared before Death and Harry, and it was visibly shocked.

"How can you command me?!" He asked angrily.

"I am Death and you are dead. I can command you like a common servant... and you will be teaching Hadrian here everything that you know regarding the Force, and the Sith and Jedi." Here, Death conjured a Lightsaber and handed it to Harry. "Summon me when you're done here and I will conjure you a small ship." Death teleported away.

"Fine. I will teach you, but I won't tolerate laziness." Kun said, not pleased to be ordered around.

"Understood. I don't require food, water, or rest so that won't be a problem." Harry replied, to Kun's shock.

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Harry spent a year learning Exar Kun and mastering what he taught him, proving himself a prodigy and earning Kun's grudging respect. Harry had temporarily augmented Kun's physical form, so that they could spar together and help Harry
develop his skills with his lightsaber. Harry learned everything that Kun could teach him and rapidly became Kun's equal and even something of a friend. Harry and Kun had shared about their pasts, with Kun only mocking his attachment to
his family and friends once and pointing out that it was a source of weakness. Harry pointed out that he was in power for over fifty thousand years because of those attachments, and was even worshiped as a deity... Kun didn't mock Harry
any further after that.

Having learned all he could from Exar Kun, Harry was given a ship by Death and continued his travels and studies...

Harry spent the next three centuries travelling and studying... He studied under Naga Sadow, Freedon Nadd, Marka Ragnos, Karness Muur (Harry destroyed the Muur Talisman and took the Oubliette for himself, leaving the Jedi inside it), Revan, the Sith Emperor Vitiate, Ludo Kressh, Darth Nihilus, Darth Malgus, Darth Andeddu, and, of course, the legendary Tulak Hord and countless other Jedi and Sith. Any that refused to teach Harry were either forced to or had the desired
knowledge ripped from their minds. Through this, Harry had discovered the continued existence of the Star Forge and had amassed a great many artifacts, holocrons, super-weapons, and other rare objects for his collections. Harry had also begun using his powers to build homes for himself on Ziosk, Korriban, and Naboo... In addition to several companies and businesses that would grow his wealth further.

When Harry had finally got around to relaxing, Skere Kaan had created a cheap imitation of the Sith and was causing trouble. Harry was indifferent to both sides plights and hindered both, only stepping up his efforts when some thugs from the newly re-opened Sith Academy on Korriban tried vandalizing his home... When the academies Blademaster, Kas'im and a Sith Lord named Qordis sought revenge, Harry easily defeated the little idiots and took all of Qordis' immense
wealth and assets for himself. Harry used the war as cover for a new profitable hobby, where he stole from the Republic, the Brotherhood, killed countless criminals, wiped out entire criminal organizations, and absorbed all of their assets. That certainly helped Harry improve his finances and resources!

Harry wasn't surprised when the Brotherhood turned on each other, and he truthfully found it quite hilarious that they even trusted each other.

The Ruusan Reformation came and Harry continued living his life; growing in power, wealth, and influence. Harry had opted to omit building a family, having lost enough loved ones, and instead focused on sex rather than dating. As such,
he learned to fluently speak Zeltron and Twi'leki; along with several other languages, of course. With sex came children, children, which Harry kept the Jedi and Sith from, and trained himself.

It was around this time that Harry discovered the greatest Force healing ability, an ability that could even return him from beyond with his strength in the Force multiplied. Harry requested Death only speed up the process of returning and not interfere in his power growth.

Eventually, Harry's attention was drawn to Tatooine, an isolated planet with a major criminal infestation. Harry forced Jabba the Hutt from his so-called palace, destroying him, his criminal empire, and constructed a better palace for himself on the ruins. Harry placed the palace under the Fidelius Charm and lured all the criminals, slavers, and Tusken Raiders to the location and killed them all; creating himself a powerful Grey force nexus. Harry invested in Tatooine as a source of cheap labor for his companies and exploited the two suns for there abundant energy. Harry planned to expand his new energy company even further over time, and even establish a bank that was a tax haven, and with Tatooine not being a member of the Republic, that was easily possible.

It was here that Harry began taking control of parts of the Arkanis sector and it was Tatooine he chose to house his army of clones and droids... but they were led by clones that Harry had magically altered and enhanced with both magic and
the Force. It was long past time for Harry to have a personal army, he might have to fight the Jedi, Sith, or Republic some day. Harry also began looking into the Unknown Regions...

It was the 876th year after the Ruusan Reformations that was truly great for Harry. The Republic senate made his company, as well as the Trade Federation there own functional constituency, and had control of the Arkanis Sector from Tatooine to the Pii and Piroket systems. Suffice it to say, Harry took advantage and built up his own power and increased his army even further.

Harry continued amassing power, having always loved power and it's many forms. Sadly, at year 935 after the Ruusan Reformations, the Hutts took very brief control of a small part of Tatooine. Harry ended up wiping out thousands of their minions and killing several dozen Hutts. Harry didn't truthfully mind, he despised such beings; though calling Hutts beings was a stretch of the imagination, but at least he made a lot of credits and acquired several ships.

It was also around this time that Harry met a Jedi Knight by the name of Qui-Gon Jinn...

It was the opening of Potter Tower, the Coruscant location. It was one of the headquarters for Potter Incorporated, the parent company from which Harry had spawned his other companies. It was Harry's masterpiece in terms of architecture; at 1200 stories tall, housing offices and apartments for his companies elite, it was massive. The top five floors were reserved solely for Harry's use, of course, he enjoyed his security and solitude. The tower had seventy skydocks, several hundred private turbolifts, and security staff surpassing that of 500 Republica, and had several skilled Force-sensitives to keep out Jedi and Sith.

It's foundations covered three square kilometers and it was accessable via maglev train, speeder, and ship. It was staffed by countless droids for maintenance, cleaning, and security. It was constructed on The Works, which Harry bought, and was developing into apartments for the poor and middle class. Harry was also combating air pollution and the like, which would better the life of those on Coruscant. Harry had just outlined his plans to an ecstatic and pleased Coruscanti populace.

Qui-Gon Jinn had at first assumed that Harry was a Sith Lord, but after sensing his energy and speaking with him, he quickly realized that he was wrong. They parted on peaceful terms at least, and Harry felt no need to kill him.

Sadly, Jorus C'baoth wasn't as tolerable, he spewed some of his deluded drivel and outright attacked Harry... His arms were cut off within moments.

Harry foresaw the rise of a Dark Lord of the Sith and had to kill the Jedi Sharad Hett before he could father a son that became the predicted Sith Lord. Who the hell called themself Darth Krayt anyway?

The Katana fleet was lost... to everyone who wasn't Harry Potter, who cast a Fidelius Charm on the information. It was too valuable for Harry to return to the Republic, and would make a great back up fleet if he ever became an enemy of the Republic.

It was the Stark Hyperspace War that helped Harry the most. He exploited it to kill several Jedi, perform illegal salvage on Trade Federation droids and other valuables, and steal more from the Republic. Harry greatly enjoyed killing more bounty hunters, mercenaries, and criminals.

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965 years after the Ruusan Reformation...

Harry had been asked to lecture for the Apprentice Legislature program off-and-on over the centuries, due to his known immortality providing him with a unique kind of experience. His specialties consisted of post-war negotiations, spotting and exploiting almost any loophole, tax law, conquest through politics or legislation, and planning for the future with legislation drafted to benefit future generations. Harry was also quite competent in most areas of law, business, finance, and economics. Sadly, most of the girls in the Apprentice Legislature ignored Harry's lecture in favor of admiring his good looks.

And at 1.95 meters tall and with a body worthy of a sex god, Harry would freely concede that he could be quite distracting. This was only worsened by his beautiful glowing green eyes and almost shoulder length jet black hair. Harry was damn near physically perfect; he admitted it and flaunted it.

"And that apprentices is why you should always carefully read legal documents and those were but a few examples of the many possible consequences: ranging from the ruin of your people, unwittingly enslaving them, rendering them vulnerable, or granting the other party the right to legally kill your people. You should also be on guard for the unexpected attempts to deceive you." Harry said in closing. "Are there any questions or comments?"

Padmé Naberrie raised her hand.

"Yes, Miss Naberrie?"

"Mister Potter, two of the consequences you mentioned are illegal under Republic law and unlikely to occur." Harry nodded yes in understanding. "Why did you mention them then?"

"Because they can and do still happen. Slaves were liberated mere days ago in the Outer Rim Territories and Hutts still practice slavery and indentured servitude, and in fact regard the having slaves as a status symbol. As for granting another the right to legally kill your people, that is easily possible, I could exterminate an entire race and get away with it, by merely citing a clause in a contract and claiming that the other party escalated the situation into a devastating war or battle." Harry said, to his classes horror. "The Republic does not closely watch the Outer Rim, and several other systems and
sectors. I, for example, control a large part of the Arkanis sector and basically employ a large percentage of it's population in several industries."

"I basically rule it, and I represent it in the Senate and I have done so since my company was recognized as a functional constituency. I rule benevolently, but other groups have similar rights and do not. Some of them have committed what are war crimes with the Republic's knowledge, and the Republic does nothing because it would reflect badly upon the government." Harry actually ruled it before that legislation was passed and the legislation only reinforced his control.

"How would one fix this problem?" Naberrie asked.

"Regulations, which would be opposed and most likely cause an organized rebellion from groups who like how things are. Or empowering the vulnerable so that they could protect themselves. Incentivizing good behavior and severely fining the bad... The point is that I don't know, Miss Naberrie. If I did, I would have already fixed it. As it stands, I merely have some ideas and each have there own flaws and risks."

"What would be ways to prevent extermination of my people or their ruin?" She asked. Harry was beginning to like the girl.

"Don't allow penalties or fines to be open to interpretation; have pre-determined punishments in place, and have such things witnessed by a third party that can hold the breaker of the agreement accountable. For example: killing people would not be an acceptable punishment, nor would enslaving them, but the wronged party seizing resources or other things of value without inflicting any unnecessary damage to your planet, infrastructure, or people would be. As a rule, I don't deal with Hutts or Sith. Both will betray you whenever they deem it beneficial to them. It's honestly a matter of common sense, and the ability to comprehend contracts, look for loopholes, and facets of them that could mean destruction for your party. You should also consider becoming pro-military," here Naberrie was quite surprised and even a little shocked, "I greatly despise Ars Veruna, but we both agree on planetary security and I have actually suggested even greater security for Naboo." Harry said, as Naberrie took notes.

"What did you mean by unexpected attempts to deceive us?" Naberrie asked, at this point hogging Harry's attention.

Harry projected an enlarged image of a contract... It stipulated that Harry had to pay the signer 5000 Credits per day, every day, for life. Harry could become a sex slave, provided that the signer is of legal age when initiating such an arrangement, and if Harry refused their advances, he would be fined a further 5000 Credits per refused encounter. Any children produced would become sole inheritor of all of Hadrian James Potter's assets; preceding all previous claims by other heirs. It basically ruined Harry and made him a slave, including obeying all commands.

"Who would sign this contract? Keep in mind that I am well-aware of how most of you girls have been admiring me."

"I would! You're gorgeous!" A teenage girl said with a blush. "I would treat you like a normal person though!" A few other teenage girls said similar things.

"Bearing that in mind, and pretending that you all signed this contract... allow me to show you the deception."

The contract suddenly changed to a contract that enslaved the other signer, not Harry. It granted Harry absolute control of the signer; including all assets and titles, their name, reproductive rights, their appearance, and sex life. It certified that the signer was mentally healthy and that the contract was unbreakable and attempting to flee carried a punishment that would be whatever Harry decided.

"Had you actually signed this, you would all be the slaves." Harry said, to the classes shock and horror. "Thankfully, most beings cannot do this. Not even most Jedi or Sith could perform or detect this, and the actual contract has ways of forcing even them into compliance. If something seems too good to be true, then it probably is."

"I knew several of you were attracted to me and used it to my advantage and tricked you. Other politicians and enemies will do the same and exploit your weaknesses, and they won't be nice enough to protect you at the same time and use it as a teaching experience. I could read you all well enough to honestly say that I could have convinced a majority of you into signing..."

"How so?" A girl questioned somewhat angrily, one of those who lusted after Harry.

"I'm immortal, wealthy, and I have been single for over one-thousand and three-hundred years... I speak fluent Zeltron and they love me there." Several girls blushed at the implication. "I don't require as much rest as others either... The point is, conquer your weaknesses or have your enemies exploit them in such a way that people might die because of you. If you find yourself unable to conquer them, then conceal them."

Padmé Naberrie was impressed! Mister Potter was harsh but was really teaching them a lot and was preparing them for the harsh realities of life, and while in a safe environment. He was showing them their flaws and the consequences, and helping them to begin to overcome them. Padmé could freely admit that she found Mister Potter handsome, but she was too young to even begin to think about sex or dating. She was only eleven!

"Are there any other questions?" None spoke or raised their hands, but Harry could sense that Naberrie would be staying behind to ask him a question. "You are all free to go." The students began leaving, but Naberrie was purposely delaying herself, which Harry found quite adorable, even if she was being obvious. She walked directly towards an amused Harry Potter, once they were the only two people left.

"Mister Potter?" Naberrie asked, somewhat nervously.

"Yes, Miss Naberrie?" Harry asked, his facial expressions not betraying his amusement.

"Can you tell me what suggestions you had to improve my planets security?" She asked.

"I can." Harry replied with a somewhat teasing smirk, causing Naberrie to blush as she realized he was toying with her... and she thought that he had a cute smirk.

"Will you?" She corrected herself.

"Yes. Planetary shielding with a Shield Gate, bunkers, greater security for populated areas, a small standing army, navy, and possibly ships for mass evacuation. I will admit that the latter two haven't proven necessary, but I like to plan ahead and prepare for possibilities." Harry said, before continuing. "Former mines could be used for bunkers, weapon turrets could be used for populated area, there are also militias that could be formed by volunteers, and an army could protect people better. The planetary shielding and Shield Gate are both essential in my opinion, the Space Fighter Corps have a five minute responses time and with orbital bombardment millions could die during that time. The shielding would buy them time to deploy and time for people to evacuate to bunkers or ships."

"That is excessive! The Naboo are a peaceful people and would not tolerate such expenditures for hypotheticals!" Naberrie argued.

"Indeed and Veruna said very much the same. Future events involving charity, mercy, and generosity are also hypothetical and are not guaranteed. My ideas would prevent potential loss of life and my suggestions are better to have and not need, than to need and not have. I don't expect you to implement such things. You lack the authority, for one, and the people of Naboo would have to see the necessity."

"Well, thank you for your time Mister Potter. I learned a lot today." Naberrie said.

"It was my pleasure, Miss Naberrie. You were quite the attentive and focused student, you are destined for great things." Harry said, as she left. She bowed and left.