I am standing in the middle of a white room when I open my eyes. I blink for a second and look around. My eyes land on a man working in the middle of the white room with a stack of paper on the table in front of him.
I walk toward the man and watch him look at me.
"Ah, Albert. Good. Take a seat. I will answer the questions in your mind."
I nod and sit on the chair he created with a snap of his fingers.
"First thing first, you can call me ROB, it is easier. Secondly, What do you want to know?"
"First thing first, how do I appear here? Is this some sort of purgatory or something? The last thing I remember is getting stabbed by someone who wants my money."
Note to self: Don't negotiate with Crackhead holding a knife. It will not get anywhere and have a high chance of you getting stabbed. Just give him your money and be done with it.
"And you are dead. We are in the land in between or my office, if you will."
"Your office? Rather bland, don't you think?"
He only smirks and snaps his finger. A second later, the world changes, and we are in the middle of the galaxy. I can see stars and even witness a supernova in the distance. I know my jaw dropped at the event happening in front of me.
"Well? What do you think?"
"That was… Beautiful. Terrifying but beautiful nonetheless."
"That it is. Supernova will give you that kind of experience. Any more questions before we talk about why I call you here?"
I shake my head and say.
"Nope. My next question is about the reason why I am here, anyway."
"Very well. I call you here to make you one of my agents."
"Agent?"
"Yes. I don't want to take care of all the smaller problems around the Multiverse. It is too troublesome and a waste of my time."
"So you decide to give those responsibilities to your agents."
"That's right. I shall give you powers, and you will work for me."
"For how long?"
"As long as you complete seven jobs, you can retire if you want. However, I must tell you that seven jobs do not mean only a few decades. It can take a couple of centuries but never reach millennia. I am not that kind of dick."
"Right. What kind of powers will you give me?"
"Oh! You will like this. I create a CYOA type of selection. Pick what you want. I will give you five powers and five perks to choose from. You will get one Perk and Power each time you finish your job."
He snaps his fingers, and suddenly, a panel appears in front of me. I can see all kinds of powers I can pick from this list. However, before I pick powers, I look at him and say.
"What is my first job?"
He smirks and says.
"Good. The last candidate decides to take my offer without knowing anything about their job and dies because their power does not do anything against the enemies he faces. As for your job… Don't worry. It is easy. Do you know Harry Potter?"
"The novel? Or the film? No matter. I know both of them."
"Good. Then, this will be easy to explain. I need you to kill the Death Eaters, all of them. Because a group of overpowered dickheads decide to change the rules of that universe, Harry Potter will die because the Death Eater managed to get him."
"What happens when he is dead?"
"This universe is the prime universe. You know what happens when the Key Pillars of that world do not fulfill their role, right? Think of it as something like what is happening in the Comic World or something."
"Pruning? Like what is happening in the Nasuverse?"
"That's right! The universe will restart and enter a loop, a loop of destruction. The loop will keep happening before the entire Multiverse collapses and becomes a headache for me."
"Right."
"To prevent this from happening, I need you to kill all the Death Eaters before they can do anything or at least make them fear coming out of their house."
I nod in understanding and look at the list of powers in front of me. I read through it, but it does not take long for me to pick five powers.
"Done already? There are more powers you can choose, you know?"
"Pre-Mending Planeswalker is already powerful for me. Combine it with the fact that I also picked Gate of Babylon from Nasuverse and Infinity from Seven Deadly Sins… Yeah. It is overkill."
There is also the fact that I also have [Lawbreaker] and [Colored Mana] powers to support the three of them. [Lawbreaker] Let me overcome all magic laws regardless of the universe I visit. I can cast spells without chat or movement in a world where spells need a verbal element. I can cast spells in the world where foci are needed.
[Colored Mana] is something that lets me use all five mana colors without limitation. As a Planeswalker, I can use all colors of mana, but only mana that resonates with me will reach its peak. That means I can only have one or two mana as Center, and the rest will be a side mana. That is the reason why I am taking this one. It is what I know from the lore, after all. It can be different because the power I get is a Pre-Mending one instead of a Post-Mending one.
"Fair enough. It is just a little bit different than the others, you know? They will always pick the strongest one even when they are not ready for that power."
"Really? Like what?"
"Do you know Warhammer 40k?"
"I know that world, yes. Not much, but I know the basics."
"Perfect. A few of the candidates pick the Alpha-plus Pysker, the strongest one, and get the backlash of that power. Their brains melt and die on the spot."
"Yikes."
"Yup. That is why I am glad you picked relatively weak powers."
The powers I pick will start at the beginning. That doesn't mean I am weak, far from it. Even a newly awakened planeswalker is very powerful. However, my power starts at the bottom. That means I need time and training to grow into something that can be considered a cosmic entity.
That is why I pick [Gate of Babylon] as my secondary power. That thing can carry me to the top in the Harry Potter world alone.
"Anyway, you still have five perks ready to pick."
"Right."
As for perks, I decided to make it simple. I make sure no one can see what is inside my mind, use anything to see my past or future, or even detect me using any clairvoyant ability or spells.
I also pick a few perks that help me learn anything faster, and when I am done, I nod my head.
"Done? That is good. You will be teleported to Diagon Alley. You will assume the name of Albert Hammond. You are a new Master of Charm who graduated from an apprenticeship. I also ensure you have enough money to survive for three months. You will have all the things you need in your home."
I nod and say.
"Thank you. Don't worry. I will make sure to do my job as fast as possible."
"Bah! You are good as long as you don't let Harry Potter get killed by the Death Eater. I do not demand that the job be completed as fast as possible unless it is urgent. Just make sure you are done with your job, and we are good."
"I understand."
"Good."
He claps his hand, and I can see the world starting to change color.
"Good luck, and make sure to have fun, Albert. You need it."