Location: The Outer Dark – Edge of Unmaking
The army stood at the edge of oblivion.
Beyond them stretched a skyless void, rippling with half-formed screams and the fading colors of forgotten worlds. The stars had vanished. Even time stuttered here. Reality itself winced at the presence of what lay ahead.
And then—it moved.
The Devourer Beyond Realms.
It wasn't a creature. It wasn't even alive. It was the death of the idea of existence—flesh wrapped around entropy. Its presence stretched across dimensions, its breath turning constellations to dust, its eyes reflecting only nothing.
But it paused.
Because it saw them.
The Avengers. The X-Men. The Gods of Olympus and Asgard. The Guardians of the Multiverse.
And Harry Potter, blazing with the power of every legacy he carried.
Jean's voice echoed in his mind. It sees us. It's reacting to our presence.
"It's afraid," Harry whispered.
"No," said Kratos. "It's hungry."
And then the war began.
Phase One: Assault on the Fragments
Across the multiverse, coordinated strikes erupted.
Iron Man and Shuri's team deployed anti-entropy warheads on Fragment Alpha.
Wanda and Storm fought through emotional collapse waves in Fragment Beta, anchoring each other with memories of love and loss.
Logan and Deadpool led Fragment Gamma—slicing through anti-reality beasts and making space for a psychic spear conjured by Professor X's echo.
Doctor Strange, wielding the Eye of the Infinite, cast a spell that froze the concept of collapse across Fragment Delta for 90 seconds—just enough for Valkyrie Jane to shatter it.
Each team bled. Many fell.
But they advanced.
Phase Two: Nexus Strike
Harry and the core team—Jean, Kratos, Thor, Eira, Captain America, Wanda, and Strange—tore through the central breach in the void, flying toward the Devourer's core.
The creature responded.
Massive tendrils of unreality lashed out, coated in screaming shadows of failed timelines. One struck Kratos, hurling him across realities—but he returned, covered in starfire and dragging a dead horror behind him.
Jean shielded them with a mental dome, screaming as she kept the minds of the group anchored.
Harry gritted his teeth, raising the Pen of Fate. He stabbed it into the air—and rewrote the space ahead into a corridor of order.
"GO!" he shouted.
And they went.
Phase Three: The Heart of the Devourer
At the center, they found it.
A floating orb—the size of a city—pulsing with echoes of erased lives. Inside, they saw every moment the Devourer had consumed. It was beautiful and horrible and infinite.
Wanda gasped. "That's… all of it. Every destroyed world. Every lost soul."
Thor lifted Mjölnir. "Then let's give them vengeance."
Captain America led the charge, shield glowing with Nexus energy. He struck the heart first—cracking the orb with a force of hope.
Wanda poured chaos magic into the fracture.
Jean screamed a single word: Remember!
The Devourer convulsed—flashing with the memories it had stolen. Each one returned burned it like fire.
And then Harry stepped forward.
He summoned everything—the Deathly Hallows, the magic of Merlin, the sword of Arthur, the legacy of the Founders, the wrath of the gods of Olympus and Asgard, the might of the Avengers and X-Men, the ink of the multiverse.
And he wrote.
On the heart of the Devourer, he inscribed a single, final command:
"Be No More."
The Pen of Fate blazed. The world screamed.
And the Devourer of All began to die.
Collapse and Rebirth
The Devourer thrashed, taking chunks of reality with it, trying to drag Harry down into the void.
"I won't let go," Jean cried, reaching for him.
Harry looked back—face calm.
"I was always meant to be the Guardian," he said. "But someone has to seal the final collapse."
Kratos growled. "No. Not again."
Thor roared, "You die, we all lose."
But Harry only smiled. "I won't die. I'll become part of the foundation. I'll be the lock."
The void dragged him into the heart.
The final explosion rippled outward.
And then…
Silence.
One Month Later – Nexus Reborn
The multiverse survived.
Worlds began to heal. Lost timelines re-threaded. Magic and science, chaos and order—balanced again.
The Avengers and X-Men returned to their Earths.
Olympus and Asgard rebuilt.
The Nexus Citadel now shone with light again, its stones humming with the memory of victory.
Jean stood at the balcony, fingers brushing the wind. Kratos meditated beside a new tree grown from the heart of reality.
And in the center of the Nexus floated a glowing crystal, inscribed with every name of those who fought.
At its heart, in golden script:
Harry James Potter — The Guardian Eternal
And above it all, the multiverse spun again.
Watched over by the boy who lived not once, but forever.