Location: Across the Shattered Multiverse – Rise of the Forgotten
They were never meant to wield power.
They were the almosts. The rejects. The nearly-chosen.
Those who touched fate—but were denied destiny.
And now, the Forsaken Hallows Bearers had returned.
Born in shadow. Forged in bitterness. Fueled by ancient betrayal.
They came not just for revenge.
They came to rewrite the very fabric of choice.
Their leader was once Antioch Peverell—the first bearer of the Elder Wand.
But the being who emerged now called himself:
Thaneborn – The King of the Unchosen.
Behind him stood an army of spectral witches and wizards who had failed their trials in every timeline.
Hallows variants. Broken champions. Forgotten avatars of power.
They had no mercy.
Only purpose.
And their goal: unmake the legacy of Harry Potter and Liana Romanova.
The Defense of New Hogwarts
The first strike came without warning.
Reality fractured over New Earth as ten thousand cursed brooms rained green fire down upon the castle.
But they were ready.
Liana rose, casting a shield woven from starfire and phoenix feathers.
Harry summoned Excalibur Phoenix and split the storm in two.
Eira of Asgard froze time in the east wing.
Kairo of Earth-928 rode the digital winds, hijacking enemy spells with technomagic.
Tani of Wakanda-Krakoa bound enemy spirits in vibranium-rooted runes.
The Starborn had grown into legends.
But the Forsaken Bearers were infinite.
For every one defeated, two more tore through the Veil—each from a forgotten reality where Harry had failed, or never existed at all.
And behind it all, Thaneborn whispered:
"You cannot protect what never belonged to you."
The Shattering of the Hallows
In the Chamber of Mirrors beneath the school, Harry and Liana knew what had to be done.
The Hallows could no longer be trusted.
Their echoes had become poison.
So together—father and daughter—entered the Heart of Death, a pocket dimension where the original Hallows were born.
There, they saw visions:
Harry, kneeling before Death, being offered the Cloak.
Liana, offered a fourth Hallow: Truth.
But they refused temptation.
And instead, using their combined power, they shattered the remaining relics:
The Stone dissolved into light, releasing the souls of those trapped within.
The Wand melted into a blade of willpower, then vanished.
The Cloak reformed—this time into a robe of balance, not escape.
The explosion was heard across dimensions.
The Forsaken screamed.
And Thaneborn fell to his knees, the Hallows' corruption burning from his bones.
A New Pact
Harry knelt beside Thaneborn—not to destroy him, but to speak the words no one else had:
"You were chosen.
Just not to conquer.
But to remind us that choice… always has a cost."
Thaneborn faded—peacefully—for the first time in centuries.
The Aftermath
The war ended not with a final battle…
But with a rebirth.
The magic of the Hallows returned to the world—not as tools—but as principles:
Life respected.
Death honored.
Power shared.
Truth spoken.
Hope rekindled.
And at the top of New Hogwarts, the banner changed.
No longer did it bear only the Hogwarts crest.
Now, it shimmered with the mark of the Guardian Flame—a sword, a wand, and a feather… all wrapped in ivy.
And beneath it, two names:
Harry Potter – The Guardian-King
Liana Romanova – The Phoenix Daughter
Together, they had ended the Hallows' tyranny.
Together, they had chosen legacy over power.