The horde surged toward me, their grotesque figures blending into a macabre wall of decay. Their strength, though formidable, was nothing compared to what I'd seen in my travels. Zombie Hulk led the charge, his guttural roar shaking the air around us.
"Big guy, you're always the first to go down," I muttered as I materialized an energy sword made of Nihility, or more like a super watered-down version of it.
Hulk's massive hand swung at me like a wrecking ball, but I sidestepped with a speed that defied physics. One swift slash of my sword, and the icy edge froze his arm mid-swing.
I followed up with a backhanded blow, shattering the limb into jagged chunks of frozen flesh. Hulk roared in pain, but I silenced him by driving my blade straight through his chest. Cracks spread across his body, locking him in place before he crumbled into a million shards.
Colonel America hurled his shield with terrifying precision. I caught it midair, admiring its craftsmanship for a split second before shattering it into useless fragments. "Sorry, Colonel," I said, blasting him with a wave of energy. His body disintegrated, leaving only his tattered uniform behind.
Spider-Man was faster, leaping from the wreckage to attack from above. I let him get close before grabbing his decayed face midair. "You were always one of my favorites, spidey" I said with a sad shake of my head. A burst of energy from my palm reduced him to ashes. I guess he doesn't have any responsibility, now that he has no power.
Thor's zombified form hurled Mjolnir at me, but I raised my blade to meet it.
(I think I might call it FrostMourne, Wink)
The hammer stopped cold, its enchantments sparking in protest. "Nice try," I quipped, flinging the hammer back at him with enough force to send him flying into a crumbling building.
Iron Man tried to outmaneuver me with his zombie-tech suit, but one glance at the arc reactor was all I needed. With a focused burst of energy, I overloaded the reactor, causing it to implode and take Iron Man with it. " I'm really starting to think we are destined to be enemies in every world, Tinboy." I scoffed.
Zombie me, meanwhile, had been watching,calculating , his golden eyes narrowing. "You're wasting your potential," he snarled. "You could be a god here. Why fight for a dead world?"
"Because even dead worlds deserve a little respect," I replied, turning to face him.
He lunged, his decayed form moving with surprising speed. We clashed, my fist meeting his corrupted energy with a thunderous boom. He fought like a wild animal, his attacks fueled by rage and desperation. For a few minutes, he managed to keep up, but it was clear he wasn't on my level. Not that I was going all out.
"You could've been so much more," I said, slamming my blade into his shoulder. The energy blade spread frost across his body, slowing his movements.
He growled, struggling against the power . "You think you're better than me? You're just a cheap fuckin knockoff!"
"Nope buddy," I replied. "I am the upgrade "
With a final strike, I severed his head. His body collapsed into a heap of frozen ash, the remnants of his corrupted power dissipating into the air. Then with a gust of wind, his remains vanished, leaving no trace of him.
With the immediate threats neutralized, I began walking through the ruins of New York. Some powered Zombies wandered aimlessly, but none dared approach me. A simple wave of my hand vaporized the ones that got too close. This is also a bit different from the tv show. Those ones didn't have any consciousness or could speak.
"Alright," I muttered, scanning the environment. "Let's see if this place is worth saving."
I expanded my senses, probing the quantum structure of the virus. It was deeply embedded, rewriting the fundamental rules of this universe. Fixing it would take time, but it wasn't impossible. But was it worth the hassle?
As I turned a corner, I froze. A figure stood in the middle of the street, surrounded by swirling psychic energy. Her fiery red hair was disheveled, and her eyes glowed with an otherworldly light.
"Jean Grey," I said aloud, gripping the energy sword tighter.
She turned to face me, her zombified features contorted with both hunger and raw power. But unlike the others, there was a glimmer of something in her gaze—an echo of who she once was.
"You... are not him," she rasped, her voice distorted and layered with psychic resonance. "You're... different."
"Yeah, I get that a lot," I replied cautiously. "You still in there, Jean? Or is it just the Phoenix or the virus driving the wheel now?"
Her psychic aura flared, and the ground around her cracked under the pressure. "I... I tried to stop it," she whispered, her voice laced with sorrow. "But the hunger... it's too strong."
I stepped closer, keeping myself at the ready. "If there's anything left of you in there, now's the time to show it. Otherwise, I'm putting you out of your misery."
Jean's energy surged, and for a moment, it felt like the entire universe held its breath. "Help me..." she said, her voice breaking.
I sighed, lowering my hand slightly. "Alright, Jean. Let's see if I can fix this mess. But if you try to eat me, all bets are off."
I studied her for a moment, then sighed. "Alright, Jean. Let's patch you up."
Before she could respond, I raised a hand and focused. My hands glowed with cosmic energy as I extended its power toward her.
The Phoenix Force surged, resisting at first, but I pushed through, isolating the quantum virus in her body. It screamed—a terrible, otherworldly sound—as I ripped it out, condensing it into a small, writhing orb of corrupted energy.
Jean collapsed to her knees, gasping. "You... you did it," she whispered, looking up at me with a mix of awe and relief.
I crushed the orb in my hand, its corrupted essence dissolving into nothing. "Of course I did," I said with a grin, offering her a hand. "Now, let's find whoever's left."
But something paused me in my tracks as I looked at Jean, who was apparently glowing red. As Jean's eyes locked onto mine, the Phoenix Force began to stir within her. Its energy swirled, building in intensity until it became a blinding, fiery aura that enveloped her entire being. I raised a hand, instinctively ready to defend myself, thinking that the Phoenix was going to attack.
But instead of attacking, the Phoenix-infused Jean sprang towards me, her lips crashing into mine with a fierce passion. I was taken aback, my mind reeling as our mouths met in a scorching kiss. The Phoenix Force surged through our connection, establishing a deep, mental link between us.
I felt both Jean and the phoenix's longing, thei desire, and their affection. It was overwhelming, a tidal wave of emotions that threatened to consume me.
It was like I could feel her every emotion, the despair of losing everyone she knew. The hope for a savior as she fought the hunger of flesh while holding off the Phoenix. The moment I removed the virus from her, making her see me as the last remaining light in this dark universe.
Even the phoenix was acting as if she had found a long lost lover. I guess being almost devoured by the hunger changes your life perspectives.
I sighed as I wrapped my arms around her, deepening the kiss. Fuck the consequences. It's not like I designed this scenario to happen.
If one of my fictional waifus kissed me without manipulation or bad intentions, I'm gonna return it. Especially when she needs the emotional support. I'm not some japanese isekai harem mc.
** Yeah, R-18 stuff, but good one this time**
As David and Jean made love, their bodies entwined in a passionate dance, the world around them melted away. At first, their love was a gentle, tender thing, with soft whispers and sweet caresses. But as their desire grew, their passion ignited further.
They started in the skies above Paris, where they made love on a cloud-soft bed, surrounded by the bearely twinkling lights of the Eiffel Tower, which somehow was still standing. David's hands grasped Jean's hips, his fingers digging deep into her skin as he pulled her closer. His lips crashed down on hers, his tongue invading her mouth as he claimed her with a fierce possessiveness. Jean's body responded eagerly, her hips arching up to meet his as she felt the pleasure build inside her.
As they made love, David's movements became more intense, his body pounding against Jean's with a fierce urgency. He dominated her, his strength and power overwhelming her as he ravaged her with a passion that left her breathless.
Jean's body was writhing in pleasure , her skin aflame with the touch of David's hands, her nipples hard and aching as he sucked them into his mouth. His hands grasped Jean's wrists, holding her in place as he pounded into her with a relentless intensity. Jean's body shuddered with pleasure, her muscles contracting as she felt the wave of pleasure wash over her.
They fucked wildly in the skies above New York, where the flickering lights of the ruined city below seemed to fuel their passion. They made love on a rooftop, surrounded by the towering skyscrapers, their bodies silhouetted against the surviving dim lights of the city.
David's hands grasped Jean's hips, his fingers digging deep into her skin as he pulled her closer. His lips crashed down on hers, his tongue invading her mouth as he claimed her with a fierce possessiveness. His hands grasped Jean's perky breasts, his fingers squeezing her nipples as he pounded into her with a relentless urgency. Jean's body shuddered with pleasure, her muscles contracting as she felt the wave of pleasure wash over her.
Finally, they ended up on the moon, where they made love in a desolate, barren landscape. They fucked in a crater, surrounded by the stark beauty of the lunar landscape, their bodies silhouetted against the bright stars.
As they made love, the earth below seemed to fade away, and all that was left was the two of them, lost in a world of their own creation. They were two people, consumed by a passion that could not be expressed. And when they finally emerged from their love-induced haze, they were both left breathless and exhausted, their bodies slick with sweat, their skin aflame with the touch of each other.
** R-18 end**
As I held Jean in my arms, I could feel her body still warm from the heat of our lovemaking, or maybe it was the merging phoenix. I felt a strong attachment to her, maybe because she is the first woman I've become intimate with in this new life. It felt different, nice.
We lay on the moon's surface, gazing up at the stars twinkling above, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over me. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close as we both basked in the afterglow of our intense sex marathon.
As we caught our breath, Jean turned to me with a loving gaze and gently kissed my neck. She asked with a curious expression.
"Who are you really ,my love?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "In this universe, I mean. You are not the Sentry of this world. He would never save me, nor would I think he would be so...." She blushed,tracing a finger across my chest. "What brings you to this place?"
My eyes gazed into the distance, as if searching for the right words to explain. "I'm kinda like a cosmic singularity, but still David Faust ," he said finally. "A wanderer between universes. I've been tasked with the cleansing of this universe if all fails."
Jean's heart skipped a beat at his words. She felt a shiver run down her spine as she realized the depth of his feelings for her. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
My eyes locked onto hers, thinking about how to say this. "I mean that I've been searching for a reason to see if this world can be still be saved, before just erasing it." I said. "A reason to care about what happens here. And then I met you, Jean. And the rest you know already."
Jean's eyes welled up with tears as she heard my words. She felt a surge of hope rise up within her, a hope that she hadn't felt in a long time. "Can you help me?" she asked, her voice trembling. "Can you save my world?"
"I'll do everything in my power to try," I said. "I'll use every skill I have to help you save your world. But I need you to promise me one thing, Jean."
"What's that?" Jean asked, her heart pounding with anticipation.
My eyes locked onto hers with intensity. "I need you to promise me that you'll leave with me if it fails," I said. "I can guarantee universal destruction, saving it is a whole other thing."
Jean nodded, her heart overflowing with emotion. "I promise," she said. "I'll stay with you, no matter what. I'll trust you, David."
As she spoke the words, Jean felt a sense of resolve settle within her. She knew that she had found a partner who would stand by her side no matter what dangers lay ahead. And with David by her side, she felt a sense of hope that she hadn't felt in a long time.
Maybe, just maybe, they could save her world after all.