Phygim, M-31, Andromeda Galaxy.
*Boom* *Flash*- The one-directional star gate is self-destroyed and the wormhole collapses in a flash of light.
Davan Shakari (Erik The Red) and Kallark (Gladiator) carried the collapsed figure of Jean Grey.
Davan Shakari was the point of contact of Xavier, the representative of Princess Lilandra Neramani.
Kallark is a Praetor of the Imperial Guard, a legion of super-powered champions from throughout the intergalactic Shi'ar Empire. The group was first formed to stop Rook'shir, a Shi'ar who became the host of the Phoenix Force 500 years ago.
After Rook'shir was empowered, he rampaged through the cosmos for three days and was finally put to rest by the original Imperial Guard led by Kallark.
"Mentor, get everyone in position. The dragon should be busy stopping the cataclysm the dark witch summoned, but we don't know the position of his servants and queen."- Kallark ordered through his comms system.
Within the desolate landscape of Planet Phygim, the members of The Imperial Guard awaited their leader... and awaited the current host of the Phoenix Force.
Mentor was a member of an alien race capable of processing vast amounts of information, also known for its intelligence. Mentor, due to these reasons, serves as the strategist of the Imperial Guard.
"Kallark... Was this a wise move? Even if the dragon is distracted, Won't he come for our empire after he is done?"- Mentor had his doubts about this plan.
While it could be said that there would never be a better opportunity to capture Jean Grey than when her protector was busy and she hadn't mastered her powers, Mentor could also understand and calculate the consequences of their hubris.
"Get everyone ready, Mentor. The orders of the princess are for the betterment of the empire."- Kallark ordered once more.
In this desolate landscape, under the umbra of the night, the only company that the Guard could find was that of the stars and the reflection of the Prison-Moon of Phygim.
A prison built as far away as possible within the confines of the Shi'ar territory. It's obvious that this location was chosen as a possible battlefield due to its distance from their throne world.
High above, cloaked in orbit, the Plasma Cannons, disruption bombs, and the Lower-yield Nega-Bombs of the Shi'ar Imperial Guard fleet were aimed at the unconscious but awake teenager.
All awaiting one order from Mentor.
For ages untold, the approach that the Shi'ar have taken was that of killing on sight whenever a phoenix was spotted, but in the current era, under the insightful lead of their seers, a prophecy of knowledge was born.
Not one of destiny, but one that promised might to whoever used the power of the Phoenix to open the path of glory, one safeguarded only by the M'kraan Crystal.
D'ken Neramani, Emperor D'Ken, grew insane. His younger sister, Princess Lilandra, serving as Grand Admiral of the Imperial Guard, learned that he intended to follow after the prophecy and make use of the incredible power trapped within the M'kraan Crystal.
"All weaponry locked and primed."- Mentor informed Kallark.
Under the command of Princess Lilandra, the operation for the retrieval of Jean Grey was approved after cooperation with a third party was achieved to distract her cosmic guardian.
The princess' objective is to promise her brother the phoenix and lure him out of the safety of the Shi'ar Throneworld, Chandilar, and assassinate him. Emperor D'Ken might be insane, but he was not crazy enough to challenge Aragorn for the possession of Jean Grey.
On the other hand, the princess was not known for her prudence and diplomacy.
As the fleet got into position and the imperial guard got ready for a possible altercation, reality crashed.
*Crack*- Like a glass capitulating to force. Reality creaked and feral beast girls came out from the mirror dimension.
"STAND DOWN!"- Kallark shouted while he raised Jean by her neck.
Her unfocused eyes were open for everyone to see but her body lay unresponsive.
"THE GIRL IS NOT DAMAGED. WE, THE SHI'AR EMPIRE DO NOT WISH TO MAKE ENEMIES OF YOU."- Kallark shouted for all the girls that kept popping out of the mirror dimension, one not less feral than the other.
"HER SAFETY IS GUARANTEED, UNDER MY NAME AND PRINCESS LILANDRA'S NAME."
New girls stopped materializing.
"WE DEMAND THAT YOU RETURN TO YOUR MASTER AND INFORM HIM ABOUT OUR GUARANTEES. WE WILL MAKE AMENDS FOR OUR INTRUSION IN HIS TERRITORY. WE WILL MAKE AMENDS TO THE PHOENIX'S HOST FOR OUR DISCOURTEOUS BEHAVIOR."
'Calm down, girls. I'm just making sure that aside from the fleet up above, we don't have any other 'surprises' waiting for us.'- Agatha Harkness took the leading role telepathically coordinating from inside the mirror dimension.
'He said 'DAMAGED' as if he was talking of damaged goods!'- Natalia roared in through the telepathic feed.
'Don't worry, Natalia. Aragorn said that we could kill them, you can have your time with him after I pull his guts out. According to the records, Strontians have accelerated healing. We can all take a piece of him.'- Kitty, assertively, calmed down her sisters.
'No. Don't kill him, or the one behind him, we don't know who initiated the summoning ritual, we need information.'- Agatha ordered.
'But Master ordered that we killed them, all of them.'- Irina added.
'Yes. But he was not sound of mind, was he?'- Agatha.
'Maybe not...'- Yelena said.
"RETURN NOW! IF NOT, YOU WILL FORCE MY AND THE HAND OF THE EMPIRE!"- With the last sentence the fleet above the planet decloaked, making a show of force.
'Why are they being so irrational? They are acting as if they were standing on the side of reason, but they kidnapped Jean.'- Kurt asked. He was patiently waiting beside Agatha.
'We don't know. The whole situation is fishy.'- Yelena.
'We only know what the memories he left for Seraph showed us, and also what Spark was able to piece together after hacking into Xavier's mansion.'- Irina.
'All the more reason to keep them alive.'- Agatha.
'It's forceful diplomacy.'- Natalia answered.
'What's that?'- Kurt.
'They desperately need Jean for something but they also can't offend Aragorn. Aragorn has a somewhat good reputation so they don't fear extreme retaliation from him. Their empire is one of the oldest so they have an abnormal amount of pride in their selves. If you add all of these plus some other idiotic reasons, you get to: It's better to ask forgiveness than permission.'
'That doesn't sound so smart, does it? Aragorn is going to kill them either way.'- Kitty.
'They don't know that. The Shi'ar also has one of the biggest empires so I'm assuming that they thought to strong-arm Aragorn into their negotiation.'- Natalia.
'What? Galactic or Not Galactic, Aragorn will kill them, Why would they think that they could match Aragorn in strength?'- Irina.
'They probably thought that the previous times when they dealt with the Phoenix Force they experienced the ceiling of power.'- Natalia.
'Idiots.'- Was said in unison.
'I'm ready. Kid, teleport the bombs after I go outside and make my move.'- Agatha ordered Kurt.
He eyed the cubes on his left, each one about the size of a van, and sighed in reluctance.
*Crack*- Agatha emerged from the mirror dimension.
"ARE YOU THE COMMANDING OFFICER?"- Kallark shouted while still holding Jean in the air by her neck.
Agatha didn't answer. She just opened Yao's Eye of Agamotto and before Kallark or any enemy could react everything stood still.
A top of the girls' and Kurt's heads a green magic circle started up and they were brought out of stopped time.
Kitty moved to Kallark and, with a swing of her lightsaber coated in aragorn's energy, she cut his arm off and Agatha moved to Jean and enchanted her out of stopped time.
Natalia placed her hand on his head and cast a mind-sleeping spell, Agatha did with Kallark as she did with Jean and brought him out of stopped time. The same action was repeated on Erick The Red.
'5-minutes' later, the girls were warping to Halo, and Kurt was done delivering the packages. Only Agatha remained.
She closed the Eye and warped, not before leaving some parting words.
"Let this be a lesson of humility."
There was light and that was it... light on every ship, light on the planet, light on the prison-moon... just light.
Aragorn called these bombs 'Shine On You Crazy Diamond' or SOY-CD for short. Each bomb opens a spherical portal to the Light Dimension, creating van-size stars blasting 360° the same type of energy that Carol Danvers uses.
Almost everyone died, except for some of the powered or well-protected members of the Imperial Guard.
The Crystal, Halo.
"How was it?"- Yao asks. She had several opened 'windows' monitoring the Green Door situation on the planet.
Aragorn can be seen blasting his breath through the door. On another window, a progress bar is shown under the title: 'Space Separation.'
"It worked like a charm."- Agatha said as she returned the Time Stone to Yao.
"How's the situation?"- Natalia asked.
"Aragorn is separating space, I think he found a way to collapse space-time inside the barrier."- Yao.
"Will you need to move out, Master?"- Yelena asks Yao.
"Yes. You will need to repair the hole left by the Master Chief."- Spark answered.
"... That's more than what the order can currently handle."- Yao said after she ran some calculations.
"The girls will support you. Madame Harkness will stay up here as backup in case we need to flee from this universe. I will portal you out."- Spark.
"That would work."- Yao assented.
[Krakoa inbound.]- Seraph's voice was heard before a small rumble was felt throughout Halo.
[Krakoa secured.]- Sparked voiced out as the island was secured to the center of the ringworld.
"How's Jean?"- Seraph asked as a window with her image popped up.
"She is safe. The technology responsible for the restriction of her Ego was just removed. She is waking up."- Irina.
Jean did as such, she regained the sparkles in her eyes and then these were switched to a flame of rage.
"I will burn them all."- She softly said as her green draconic eyes shifted for the first time to red. A bright red, like molten metal.
"Later, Jean. You need to get ready to move out. The Extreme Gamma radiation will kill the sorcerers if you don't protect them."- Spark.
"What's going on?"- Jean. She was knocked out before she could feel the activation of the door.
"A lot, but you just need to know that you are needed to protect Yao's sorcerers while they and the girls fix a hole in the universe."- Spark.
"The guys that kidnapped you created a universe-ending diversion to get Aragorn off their backs."- Kitty.
"Will it be alright?"- Peggy asked. She ended up in the observation room with Steve Rogers after they followed Bucky who was urgently summoned.
"..."- There was a silence that no one could break.
'~It will be. Go! Now!'- They all heard a melodious voice in their minds.
The Haloans recognized the voice of their Madame and got on the move.
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The Void, Location: Anywhere, Everywhere, Elsewhere, Nowhere... Where?
A spot of Void starts to eat its surroundings... or maybe not 'eat' but 'expand upon', or maybe neither, maybe it was a spot that was never a spot and it was always a universe-size sphere.
Maybe I? was looking at it wrong.
Maybe you were... seeing it (?)... experiencing it (?)... dreaming it (?)... reading of it (?)... hearing of it (?)... or interpreting it wrong.
Maybe it never was a sphere, maybe it was something else.
A pulpy, tentacled head surmounted by a grotesque and scaly body with rudimentary wings; a vaguely anthropoid outline, but with an octopus-like head whose face was a mass of feelers, a scaly, rubbery-looking body, prodigious claws on hind and fore feet, and long, narrow wings behind.
A mass of glowing orbs, with eyes or tendrils, with a maw behind a gate, with a beam of light of color outside the electromagnetic spectrum.
A darkness so obscure that you might fill it with the works of your mind just to make some sense of it.
A mist that couldn't be called, a mist that might have been flames, that might as well be fluid.
A faceless worm-like serpent or a faceless serpent-like worm, with a maw filled with teeth and tentacles at the end of both ends or the beginnings of both starts.
A disguise of a human being, usually a tall, slim, joyous man, sometimes a woman, sometimes of negroid features, sometimes of Anglo-Saxon features, sometimes a child, sometimes an old man, sometimes an old woman, sometimes of no features.
An enormous mass that extrudes black tentacles, slime-dripping mouths, and short, writhing goat legs. Small creatures are continually spat forth by the monstrosity, which are immediately consumed into the miasmatic form.
A form which none can withstand the sight of, even the slightest glimpse of it would result in the utter and complete destruction to the beholder.
Maybe It changed and yet it didn't, no matter the form it takes it always was the one you saw of it.
But then... It said:
'B̷͉̮̬̦̓̆̉́͒͗̄͝ͅǫ̸̤̖̥̯̗̤̓̋̽͗̊͝d̷̻̤̜̮̰͉̱͎̯͚͂͌̐͐̓y̴̮̣͕̠͕̦̲͓̗͎̑̊̂̎̑?̴̤̩̳̞̻̮̿̑͛̍͐͘͘͘͝' {Body}?
It stayed still and from one of its mouths it spat a mass of reality, ever-shifting, ever-changing, and-
'S̶̢̤̰͍̦̫͙̘̍h̵͕͉̲͎̅͆͑͂̈́̃̏̇͌ȉ̸͕͉͂͑̀̈̃̈̉͊͠n̵̛̯̟̺͙͖̮̈́́̽̔͂͘͜y̵͔̜̪̗̆͆͑͘!̵̛͇̣͖̝̣͑̀͛̐̈́̍̓̒̕' {Shiny}!
It moved inside it and then it was amorphous no more. He was now a dragon... The Shine Dragon.
He looked around and couldn't find... anything. There was nothing. But the next moment he could find everything, only for there to be nothing again. He was confused. There were no memories... or were there?
He couldn't know, for his soul was still healing. He didn't know what to do... Was there even the need to do anything? Was there the 'want' to do something? Was there a reason for action?...
Then he got bored... The Void, for something so formless, was boring. How could there be so much of nothing that there was something? He didn't understand, he didn't like it. It made no sense! But then it made total sense! NO! It's confusing. It's annoying! He wanted something else! Something that had some things, not a something that was nothing with no things that then was everything!
So he created a separation, and The Void and The Full-But-Currently-Empty were born.
The Full-But-Currently-Empty was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep and he was hovering over its surface.
He liked it better, but something was missing... something to bring him happiness, something... shiny.
And light was born. And it was bright and shiny, it was good. He liked it so much that he made a vault to safeguard all of his shinies and he filled this vault to the brim. And it was good.
He stayed under this vault and he enjoyed it... until he saw that it was missing something... something to help the shine contrast... something which didn't shine but reflected the light of the stars...
And planets with their satellites were born. And he set them to orbit around the shinies.
And it was perfect... or Was it?
Something was missing... something... something... What was missing?
He saw the shine in his vault and he could say that it was perfect, so maybe it was not his vault that was missing something, maybe he was missing something.
He saw his body and he liked what he saw, for he was shiny.
But then... If he was perfect and his vault was perfect what was missing?
He saw his shinies and he was blasted with enlightenment... he was missing something... NO! he was missing SOMEONE to share this light with. He was missing...
'D̶̡̲̼̓̌̄̕͝ȅ̵̮͈̦͐̑͘͜͠a̴̹͖͇̾t̵̢̙̹̩̦̝̬̟̝͂̀͐h̸̖̄͂̆̒̐̉́̕̚͜͝?̸̼̪̩͙̝̙̥͙͗̀̊̏͝' {Death}?
He didn't know what that was or who was... But he was missing it/her.
He thought hard for another moment that may or may not have lasted a few centuries and then he said...
'G̸̞̮̻͗̾̈́͋̋̐͝ą̸̡̡̱̭̰̟͔̥̮͐͊̌̆̒̇̍̊̐̿ë̴̢̹̝̺̤͙̺̩̣̐́̐̈́̾à̴̡̡̟̜̖̠͈̼̒̊?̴̢̬̟͍̖̰͋͌͌' {Gaea}?
Then again... Who was that?
'S̶̡̡̨̛̲̟̜̩̓̇̈́̈̃͂́̃͝ę̷̖͓̮̻̼͕͐̽̀̅̈͗̎́̄̚͜r̷̛͓̙̰͙̱̯͐̈̐́a̷̢̮̪̮̙͋͑̀̀̋͘͘̚̚p̵͖̲̈̐̏̄ͅh̷̡̰̩͚̐̔̄͒́̒̀?̴̶̡̛͔̮̳̘̹͉̮̱͌͛̏͒̀̉̉̅̄̀́͘͜S̷̠̻̱͍̜͓̙͎̆̕p̶̗̱̦̭̻͔̝̫͗a̵̜̼̱̫̪̲̻̼͑͜͜͝ŗ̸̣̻̬̩̫͈̜̌ͅḱ̵̦̻̰͍̤̉͝?̷̡̗̝̹̬͈͔̣̽̌̋̈͠' {Seraph.Spark}?
Names came and went but he didn't know... he didn't remember... or he did but couldn't comprehend?
'J̶̙̟͍̱̑͆̓̿̏̓̎̑̈́͝e̶̡̝̳̥̽̆̋̈̾̍͜a̶̩͒̂̕ṅ̷̢̨̢̖̗̮̹̺̳̊̃̅̑͋͝?̷̡̠̼̖̬̙͈̍ͅ' {Jean}?
He kept cycling over and over, he came up with names with no faces and then faces with no names.
And then... The Void invaded The Full... HIS Full... But there was nothing he could do to stop it, he ate it but more came, he manipulated it away but it was relentless... it was eternal.
It ended his Full, his shine, his light he was sad he wanted something to lift his spirits, he wanted to go-
'H̵̨̧͉͎͕͐́̾͒̆̔̈́̑͘͝o̸͇̺̾͋̚ͅm̸͇͗e̷̛̼̯̬͖͍̙͔̺͚̒̈̌͝?̶͎͍̏̈́̉̔' {Home}?
In his home he could find-
'F̴̠̻͕͕̀͝ḷ̸̢̜̝͔͇̜̆̾̓̆͐̓͘̕ṵ̶̧̮̻̗̞̠̟̠̉͜f̵̨͓̯͍̻̥̺̑̔͑̂͊̎f̷̬̯̼͉̑̈́̎?̵͍̜̪̀̊͒̔̈̓̌͝͝' {Fluff}?
This was strange! This was both a name that he remembered a few centuries ago and something that could lift his spirits. So interesting!
But where was home?
It was not around him, he knew that much...
It was not up, down, left, right, inside, outside, in between, in front, or behind...
Where was it?
He moved The Void around him and he traveled, looking for his home.
But... There was nothing...
Until there was!
He found a place that was Full, a place very similar to his mass of reality. He didn't want to get near it because he was afraid of damaging something or someone in it... He somehow knew that from experience... experience?
So he used his All-seeing eyes and took a very careful peek.
And he was mesmerized... There was a lot in it.
There were stars, light, and shine.
There were planets, moons, and more.
There were... people, plants, microscopic life, macrofauna, and much much more.
But something wasn't right! The people weren't right.
They were not his people, he didn't feel a connection to these people, he didn't-
'Ą̸̼̹̙͔̹̦̇̓̅͐́̇ ̶̡̢̪̗̤͍͊̓̒́͝C̷̢̛͓͈̙̑̆͠͝o̵̦̜͚̩͉̝̜̞̱͂̄̒̃̆ṋ̵͙͒͌̏͂͘͠͠e̵̩̒̔̕̕c̷̨̡͔͖̹̩͕͚̀̀̄͘ͅt̵̡̗͎̓̈́̊̉̆̿͝ḭ̶̰̟͇̮̭̮̜̞̆͜͝ö̷̤͍͈̫̙̹́̇̾̈́͠n̴̦͌̔̏?̸̧̼͍̪̺̙̪̫̖̓̃̀' {A Conection}?
He thought hard about it and decided to ignore the clearly crazy people in this world.
How else would you describe people who sat on their asses doing nothing for years if not as crazy? What was 'Courting death!' supposed to mean?
He almost lost it when he heard that the first time, no one is allowed to court Noona but him!...
'N̶̢͔̹̗̹͚͂͒̓o̶̞̿͗͂̿̑̀̔̅̈ǫ̸̲͔̞̮̳͙͚̬̈́̇̓͘ń̴͍̠̬̣̙̎å̴̡̟̖͔̯͔̫͓̺͍̓?̵̬͇̰̖̘̠̦͎̿̏̇̈́̒̕' {Noona}?
He went away from this world of mental people and tried to think hard once again about this connection...
A few eras went by like this... He came up to new worlds and after observing for a while if he didn't find this connection he would move on...
He found very interesting places, he found a world of animals with powers who subjected themselves willingly to slavery, only to be used as fighting tools by their lesser human overlords. Worst of all? The creator of this place was one of these powered animals.
He found a place full of devils, angels, gods, and dragons that were all super horny. In this world, he made a longer stop than the usual visit when he found a great red dragon and a black-haired loli dragon to talk with.
He asked them about the over-sexualization of the inhabitants and the physics governing their women's boobs, but neither of them understood.
Sadly they didn't know either where he could find his home. So he had to move on.
He found a world that appeared normal at first glance, there were humans like in most worlds, but it housed an even bigger world composed of their unliving. The souls could be divided into two major groups, one group ate each other in an unending hunger trying to fill a hole that could never be filled and the other were human souls that loved war and battled each other daily with their spiritual swords.
Not much could be said about this world, aside from the fact that its overlord seemed to be sealed and split in parts. He couldn't fathom how someone so above the cut was left in such a state if he was not willing.
He observed another world where an albino god-like humanoid species of parasites went from one planet to another consuming ravenously. To make matters worse, the human victims kept killing each other and even sent their young to die in these purposeless wars.
He found it so bizarre that their mages cast magic through gang signs instead of magic circles, but he was not one to judge.
He almost lost it a few times and was a step away from moving inside and starting a genocide. He disliked the way that they treated the young and shiny souls.
He moved away hastily to avoid the temptation of genocide.
Finally, he found a world with a helpful overlord. It was an old man who called himself God. The only thing weird about this place was the need that most of their powered individuals had for wearing their underwear over their pants.
"So... You are looking for a way home, but you don't remember where or what that is. Right?"- God said.
'A̶͍͋̀f̷̤̤͎̿̓̅͂͜f̶̼̦̞͕̳̺̻͋̌̅̍i̵̞͖̝͓̫͛̏͝r̵̝̹̬͙̦͔̟̰̔͑̓̾̂̊͊̇͗͊m̴̧̫̮̲̮̲͕̥̂̓̍̋ä̴̢̨͓̰͖̣̩̤̻̩̚t̶͈̪͚̞̟͉̹̭̮̜͐̄̾̄ȋ̷̪̖̣̼͙̤͚̰̜̓v̸̈̈́̀̂̽̊̃̿͘ͅe̶̢̨͉̪͚̯͝' {Affirmative}
"What do you remember?"- God.
He mentioned a few of the names that he remembered a few eras ago, names that kept cycling back every time he felt lonely.
"I think I might have an idea of where your home is... Does the name 'Marvel' sound familiar?"- God asked him.
He thought for a second before answering.
'A̶͍͋̀f̷̤̤͎̿̓̅͂͜f̶̼̦̞͕̳̺̻͋̌̅̍i̵̞͖̝͓̫͛̏͝r̵̝̹̬͙̦͔̟̰̔͑̓̾̂̊͊̇͗͊m̴̧̫̮̲̮̲͕̥̂̓̍̋ä̴̢̨͓̰͖̣̩̤̻̩̚t̶͈̪͚̞̟͉̹̭̮̜͐̄̾̄ȋ̷̪̖̣̼͙̤͚̰̜̓v̸̈̈́̀̂̽̊̃̿͘ͅe̶̢̨͉̪͚̯͝' {Affirmative}
"Hummm... Yeah, I know the place, my world got extraordinarily close to them a few iterations ago, we even had a crossover of one of our universes that was initiated by two of our corresponding 5th-dimensional beings."- God said after a moment of reminiscence.
'H̸̱͇̯̃̈́̿̅̓â̶̡͍̰̲͙̓͗͊̒͆͆͑́ͅp̶͍̟̠͉̝̻̘̻̃̀̈́̾͌͝p̵͌͂̾̽͆̚͜i̸̯̖͈̮͙͙̗̻̐̄̄̈́̉n̶̬̂̆͂͒̌̓͘͝͝ȩ̸̳̬̭͈͉̠̞͖̀̄̑s̸̢̨̩̲̟͕̤̆̋̏̈́̈́̓s̷̨͈̩̬̥̼͇̣̔̑!̵̧̫̥͕̋͆́͛' {Happiness}!
"Hold your horses! The problem is that I don't know how to point you in the right direction."
'Ȕ̵̱̊̾͐̔͑͗͐͠n̶̰̩̖̘̾̽̃͜͝ḫ̷̙̖̘͖̖̺͓͇͈́̉ạ̶̧̧̝͍̞̝͙̘̝̔͋͋̌̃̈͗͝͝͝ṕ̷̢̯̱͉̱p̵͍̈́̔̅̌̚ì̷̡̲́̓̀͂̒̌́͌̌n̴̹̬̲̼̪͈͓̎̍̉̀̀̾̏͆͠e̸̟̓̆s̴̞̽͑̈́͜͠s̴͇̣͖̬͔̖͗́͒̄̽͒̐̕͘͠!̴̡̢͚͈̬̱̾̎̃͑̿̋̄̔͘͠' {Unhappiness}!
"Yeah, tell me about it. Why don't you try to follow this connection you were telling me about?"- God said.
And he did just that. He said his goodbyes and went back to his travels.
He thought hard about his connection and then, after another few eras, he felt a pull...
One which he was eager to follow. And so he did...
He followed this thread and kept moving while ignoring the concept of distance until he found it...
'H̵̨̧͉͎͕͐́̾͒̆̔̈́̑͘͝o̸͇̺̾͋̚ͅm̸͇͗e̷̛̼̯̬͖͍̙͔̺͚̒̈̌͝?̶͎͍̏̈́̉̔' {Home}?
And with it, making use of his memory by association, a flood of memories came.
Not all of them, definitely not even a 1% of his memories, but just enough...
Enough to remember that he came outside after collapsing a spatial-dimensional bridge. He remembered enough to understand that he left a hole in space-time surrounded by a death field of Extreme Gamma radiation.
He remembered enough to understand his need to protect his home, the need to be with his loved ones, the need to return.
But before that, he needed to find a solution for this supernaturally radioactive mess.
He thought harder and harder until he found a solution in Life. Life with capital L.
The problem with this form of radiation was that only Cosmic Radiation could counter it.
They were an antithesis to each other.
Extreme Gamma Radiation came from The One-Below-All, and Cosmic Radiation came from The One-Above-All.
Sadly he didn't have a sample of said radiation, and asking The One-Above-All for help could be seen as your boss telling you to bring him a cup of coffee and you asking him to accompany you to the Coffee Store.
So he found the solution in the biological order of nature. He needed a plant-based lifeform to absorb all of this dense supernatural form of radiation.
Life was always a somewhat impossible achievement for him. But 'he' didn't need to breathe life into it. He could design it, create it, and then have someone else do the finishing touch.
Gaea sounded like the ideal candidate.
So he made a seed. A seed that much like most of else that he did, was unnecessarily flashy.
It was a seed made of a brown-blackish crystal-like material.
He concentrated on the life code of the seed and made sure to add, remove, or edit what he needed. This was going to be one of the most complex works he had ever done, much like his daughter.
'This is right... wrong... could be a problem later on... this would look better... this would shine better... this is not needed... this... is... Done!'- He thought out loud, without taking notice of the change in his manner of thought formulation.
Once he was ready, he made an astral path to his home, but it was taking too long, he wanted to be there right this instant, he had enough of waiting and moving through The Void.
So he did something he didn't know he could do before, he displaced distance while in the astral path and less than 1 hour later he was back... back in his home... Halo.
He looked above him, to the other side of his ringworld, and found the goddess he needed.
He 'jumped' through space and appeared in all of his draconic majesty in front of Gaea.
"Aragorn! We've missed you!"- She said as she moved to his face and comically hugged and kissed the head that was bigger than an intermodal container.
Aragorn didn't answer, his soul was still healing and he was having some trouble communicating. But he did lick Gaea in affection with his forked tongue.
"Agh! What are you doing, you idiot dragon?"- She complained but the smile on her face never changed.
He looked at her and his eyes, which had been black this whole time, finally changed. Pink galaxies are followed by Gold nebulas, with a white draconic pupil in the middle.
'⸮ʏdɒᙠ'- Aragorn asked as he grew a little (When compared to his body) tentacle, and warmly petted Gaea's belly.
"Ah?... You're not okay, are you?"- Gaea asked as she patted the tentacle which was carefully touching her belly.
"~No, he isn't. His soul is broken and is missing some pieces. Pieces which, I don't know how, are regenerating."- Death said.
Gaea looked back at Death with worry evident on her face.
Aragorn looked at the woman that materialized atop his head and his eyes once again went pink and then golden.
He grew another tentacle from the place her feet were touching his head and cocooned her with it.
'!ɒᴎooͶ'- He said. Death just sighed and 'reluctantly' accepted her destiny as a tentacle burrito. She had a smile similar to the one Gaea had.
She moved her head within the tentacle burrito and laid the said tentacles with kisses.
"~Ah, my tentacled dragon. I was worried sick."- Death said as she affectionately squirmed in the cocoon.
"What do you mean, Noona?"- Gaea asked. Their familiarity had reached a point where she called her as such with affection.
"I meant what I said, but he is progressively getting better. I think we will have to wait about a month and then my beautiful blue daughter should be able to return him his heart. He can recover here."
"That's good. It's been 2 days and I'm not ashamed to say that I've missed him. I don't think any of us would do much better if he had to go away, again."- Gaea.
"Yeah, now try to imagine how long it's been for my love over here."- Death phased through the tentacled cocoon and hugged Aragorn's snout.
Gaea stood silent in contemplation and decided to ask him later. Right now she wanted to know why he sought her out first.
"Did you need something from me, Aragorn?"- Gaea.
Aragorn nodded and broke the seed he created from a bubble-like barrier.
'!ɘᎸi⅃'- He demanded as he showed them the seed.
Gaea looked at it and used her domain over Life to understand what was in front of her.
"What is this?"- Asked Death.
"It's... a seed. I think this is for... Oh! This is interesting. It's a plant-shaped recycler. It collects radiation and several other particles that Aragorn chose as targets. I think this is to fix the pollution that the door left and possibly clean other stuff."- Gaea explained as she analyzed the fruit of Aragorn's madness-given purpose.
"It's only missing a little bit of Life, he is getting better at life manipulation, not yet creation but very close nonetheless... But I will have to accompany him to plant it. He also needs to feed it some of his energy. So we will possibly spend the following month on this. Sadly we will miss the New Year's Party."
"You do that. I need to return, now. My love, I never doubted you, yet I must confess that I missed you dearly and will await for you at my chambers... Ugh! One month from now." *Mwah*- Death gave him a peck in his snout, one he returned with a lick.
She rolled her eyes at his antics and went back to her work. The more than five million souls that were destroyed, or sacrificed, to the latest catastrophe, had left her drowned in work.
Repairing souls that could be repaired and accounting for the lost ones wasn't an easy job.
"Let's go, Aragorn."- Gaea jumped to his head and took position behind the crown of his horns.
Aragorn jumped through space once more and appeared, hovering, over the hole that was left.
Santiago, Chile, was a metropolitan city built in a valley. To the east, north, west, and south it had mountains and peaks. The Andes took its rightful place to the east (Right) of the city, and further to the west (Left) the South Pacific Ocean awaited.
{A/N: I'm not from Chile so I got my references from GoogleMaps. Thank you very much!}
But all that was left was a cavity with no apparent bottom to the human eye and irradiated mountains surrounding this void.
Personnel could be seen moving around the hole, at a safe distance (As safe as that could be), trying to do something... Only they knew what.
This was a tragedy that couldn't be fixed by a species that hasn't been able to fix their Chernobyl disaster, and sadly radiation was already spreading through the winds.
With the appearance of the dragon, who was dubbed as the responsible party for this holocaust by the ignorant masses, chaos ensued once more.
Superiors were contacted and satellites were arranged to the best angles to take the most useful recordings. Militaries were sent on high alert and worldwide media recklessly tried to move to the irradiated area just to get a snoop.
It should be said that an Aragorn with a broken soul and a Gaea who gives zero fucks can't be considered the most subtle duo. As evidenced by the lack of any sort of cloaking over their supernatural selves.
Aragorn was never bothered that much by the possibility of the reveal of his 'secret' identity, and even to a lower extent if we consider that no one, aside from Stark, will know who the dragon is.
Gaea? It had been centuries since the last time she interacted with her unruly children, and she was left disappointed. She had no more care for the sensitivities of the humans.
While in the air, Aragorn shapeshifted his form into that of a serpentine dragon, an eastern dragon. He was miles long, long enough to cover the circumference of the cavity left behind. Which he did.
Gaea took the seed in her hands and gracefully descended to the center of the hole.
She laid it down and said:
"Cresce, gnatus meus. {Grow, child of mine.}
Extende in coelum. {Reach for the skies.}
Pro pallio perfodere. {Dig for the terrestrial mantle.}
Serpere ad Oceanum. {Crawl for the ocean.}
Cresce, gnatus meus. {Grow, child of mine.}"
{A/N: I'll have you know that I don't speak or understand Latin, so if you do and GoogleTranslate butchered this then please let me know.}
She left soon after while keeping a tether of divine energy connected to it, she floated to Aragorn's head and sat back behind his horned crown.
Aragorn followed the thread back with his energy manipulation and fed the seed the void energy it needed.
Nothing seemed to be happening while the seed was getting fed.
But change quickly came about.
The seed cracked and roots made of a blackish-brown crystal burrowed fiercely through the ground.
A transparent crystal stem with circulatory paths of light on the inside followed after, aiming for the skies.
The ground shook and several avalanches happened on the alpine peaks surrounding the valley.
The roots dug fervently and the stem grew as if trying to fly away.
This continued for fifteen minutes and by this point, several aircraft were hovering above the quiet and modest pair and the hole with a world tree growing in its center while trying to get a reading on either of the three.
No attempt at communication was made because the hovercrafts couldn't land due to the radiation levels, it was already a miracle that they could get this close. One that could be attributed to the technological level of the time.
When the roots dug through the crust and reached the upper mantle, the tree shook in satisfaction, literally.
All that nutritious magma flowed up, through the roots, and when it reached the root crown, the stem sprouted secondary superficial roots.
*Tremble*- The ground, the mountain, the lakes, and the rivers shook.
The aim of these superficial roots included, but was not limited to, all of the irradiated surface, mountains, peaks, forests, rivers, and lastly the ocean.
The stem kept growing but now it was focusing more on its girth than its height.
The budding tree ate at the magma, Gaea's divine energy, Aragorn's void energy, and, more importantly, EGR (Extreme Gamma Radiation).
All that nourishing EGR was put to good use by the greedy tree.
Once the massive stump of the tree had filled the hole, it changed its direction to height instead of girth and left the task of surface coverage to its secondary roots.
At this time, things got dangerous because the tree shot for the sky, the hovercrafts were not ready for this and their doom was impending.
"Aragorn, please."- Gaea voiced out.
Aragorn assented with his actions, a barrier surrounded the aircraft that were about to be pushed upwards and were doing their best to escape the growing stump.
He pulled the hovercrafts close to his side and made sure to levitate them safely above the already-grown superficial roots.
Panic ensued once they realized that their irradiation was imminent, but the pain was not what welcomed them.
'Calm down, children. You will not die of radiation poisoning. Once this kid is fully grown I will have my dragon land you nearby.'- Gaea spoke to their minds and sent some calming vibes with her divinity.
Again, it should be said that neither of them was much into the whole 'keeping the supernatural apart from the mundane' pitch.
The world tree kept pushing upwards but this time it wore Aragorn like a Shimenawa, about one mile (1.609km) above the ground.
From the distance, it looked like a growing glass mountain with a serpent roped around it, and near its head several bubbles containing different aircraft floated. A goddess-like woman with white hair, blue eyes, and chocolate skin sat atop the serpent's head.
But none of this mattered to the gluttonous tree. It kept absorbing magma and radiation while using void energy as a stabilizer. Devine energy served as the lighthouse that illuminated its path to the skies.
2 miles... It sprouted massive branches covering the valley under its shadow.
3 miles... Its surface roots reached the South Pacific Ocean. A tsunami was impending so Gaea, once more, asked Aragorn for help. When the gigantic wave was about to submerge the coastal cities, it crashed into a psionic barrier.
4 miles... It sprouted the first leaves. Neon green leaves were the temporary result of the EGR, but this color was not permanent.
5 miles... It slowed down its growing pace. The clouds had to make way for the titanic tree.
6 miles... Its superficial rots reached the bottom of the coastal ocean. The world was awed by the sight of this majestic tree for the first time.
Just a little short of cruising altitude (~8 miles~ 10km), it stopped growing in height and started to focus on its leaves. Massive leaves, shaped like double-edged daggers. Its glass-like trunk took a milky appearance, not unlike frosted glass.
Leaves and more leaves kept budding from its branches.
A willow tree is a large tree with long, flowing branches and leaves that symbolizes flexibility and adaptability. It can bend to accommodate and withstand strong winds and adverse weather, making it an inspiring symbol of humans' capability to withstand hardship, loss, and difficulty. The willow tree is also seen as a survivor because of its long life and the ease with which new trees can be rooted from cuttings, making it a symbol of rebirth.
This tree is also meant to be Aragorns apology to the humans of this country.
Indeed, he was not the initiator of this holocaust, it's also true that he stopped it and saved the entire universe from its impeding destruction, but he is someone who knows loss and he never wishes it upon the other, not unless they are enemies; so a little bit of guilt was understandable.
Also... someone needs to take responsibility for the over 5 million lives that were lost.
Normally, that would have been the case. But who on this planet has enough strength to hold Aragorn responsible?
Where should all of the pain and hate that this tragedy generated go?
Who should you blame for the loss of your father?
Who should you blame for the loss of your mother?
Who should you blame for the loss of your sister?
Who should you blame for the loss of your brother?
Who should you blame for the loss of your friend?
Who should you blame for the loss of your son?
Who should you blame for the loss of your daughter?
Who should you blame for the loss of your loved ones?
You can't even blame the government, there's not much of it left. What about the dragon? Will you take your grievances to it? Will you cry and shout to the being that withstood more radiation than the total amount of radiation ever recorded in human history?
So this is it. Aside from the symbolism that this world tree represents, it's also meant to be a form of economic reparation. Aragorn made the tree capable of synthesizing the needed components for cures of several maladies that affect humankind.
With the help of one or several of his companies, he should be able to help and guide what's left of Chile into a better future than the obvious socioeconomic misery where it was heading.
What happened to Chile 2 days ago was the equivalent of the total loss of one of the major socioeconomic cities of the United States, to make matters worse, Santiago was the capital of Chile. It was the place where the governmental body resided. It was the city where the most important hurdle of this country's economy took business.
{A/N: I'm assuming that the capital city is where your president lives. If I'm mistaken, let me know.}
This was a crippling shot. What should have followed was nothing short of civil war and possible foreign invasions. Not that you could call what Aragorn will do much different than an economic invasion. But this is better than having some of the undesired, like Hydra and such, use the ensuing chaos to expand their roots.
This tree; which changes its leaves' color, going through all the visible light spectrum, according to the time of the year; should be a helping hand. One that must be handled delicately. One that Aragorn intends to take over.
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Earth, Krakoa.
Extraordinary Assembly of the Krakoan Council, by Humans, for Humans, and Krakoa.
IX Assembly, Overseen by Erik Lehnsherr (Max Eisenhardt), Councilmember.
Silence. An uncomfortable silence... for most that is, but not for me. Although I remain silent in front of the council, I have an instance with Tony helping him design a miniaturized version of the Arc-Reactor. So it's only them that are standing around silent like idiots.
Do they think that they are pressuring me into admitting something?
Na-ah! First of all: This meeting is pointless. Second of all: Father killed Xavier, I did not, not that I wouldn't have done it myself. Third of all: What even are they trying to do? Do they expect me to bring Xavier back to the world of the living? Do they expect Father to imprison himself for the 'crime' he committed? Or, maybe, they are simply wasting our time.
It's been two days since Father went back to The Void, and I know Spark said that everything would be fine, but I've been stressed out. Which is a new sensation for me, not one I enjoy though. Having Father's heart in myself did help to calm down my worries, but I would rather distract myself with Tony, Pepper, and Happy than in this pointless meeting.
Another source of enjoyment was reading the different news about 'The Dragon of the End'. I will be the first to admit that I find my enjoyment a little bit morbid, but it's funny and ironic that Father saved this world and the universe but humanity coined him as the apocalypse incarnate.
I found a lot of conspiratorial threads regarding dragons and Father. Typhon, Jörmungandr, Fáfnir, and several other powerful-sounding names were thrown around. If only they knew how wrong and correct at the same time they were.
"*Sigh*... Girl, Can you tell us what drove your father to such a one-sided murder of my friend, our councilmember? I can't say that I've ever felt so powerless to protect my people as I feel now. At least in the camps the horrors were perpetuated by beings I could understand, but now? I know how out of reach and impossible vindication is."- Well... Maybe I shouldn't be so hard on them, it's true that from their point of view Father went ballistic and Xavier paid for it with his life.
"I wouldn't call it unfair or undeserved, Mr. Lehnsherr."- I said while keeping eye contact.
"What do you mean?"- Asked Ms. MacTaggert.
"From this room, only Hank and Ms. Munroe were aware of this, Xavier had dealings with the Shi'ar, and Father had warned him that if they did something to Jean, he would make sure that they paid for it with their lives."- They looked to Ms. Munroe and my friend Hank for confirmation, which they got.
Ms. Munroe is here as the representative of the conservative faction that was presided by Xavier, she is also his replacement. Hank is here as a witness, and so is Kurt.
"Father told him in no uncertain terms about the consequences of his continual collaboration with the said alien empire. The Shi'ar empire has always been known for its zealous pursuit of the Phoenix's avatars' deaths. So, understandably, Father didn't want Xavier to feed the enemy information about Jean."
"Father also respected the boundaries of common decency between telepaths, so he didn't intrude in Xavier's mind. Father trusted that he would have Jean's well-being first and foremost. But Xavier allowed free passage to two enforcers of the Shi'ar to his mansion. A place that Jean frequently visited. He also provided them with information about her."
"While he might have done this without malicious intent and he probably intended to repay his debt to them and cut ties clean, Jean was kidnapped nevertheless."
"He could have asked for help. Yet, none of us knew."
"Traitors die, that is and will always be the case. He betrayed his planet, his country, his mutant kind, his ward's trust, and Father's trust. In doing so, he not only risked Earth to the Phoenix's fire blessing but also the universe to a dark phoenix."
"If you want evidence, I can send you the psionic file of the information we pulled from the prisoners and the memories the Phoenix sent Father."
"The cherry on the cake? The lives of 5.5 million people, unintentionally, rest on his cold hands, and now the Imperium is on the verge of intergalactic war against the Shi'ar. Can you picture how big this could blow up if this war happened?"
"He just needed to keep his hands out of this mess. He couldn't even keep his mouth shut and he told them about how Jean hadn't mastered her powers. He told them about how Father was in charge of keeping this planet whole."
"He is possibly going to become the Gavrilo Princip of our era."- What an idiotic way of dying and leaving a mess behind.
He should have, at least, confided in Mr. Magneto. Mr. Lehnsherr would have known how to help.
The silence reigned over, once again. But this time I decided to break it.
"You know... Father basically had to kill himself to prevent the thing from the other side of the door from invading. You may not understand, with your limited perspective, how much jeopardy we were in."- I revealed to the wide-eyed councilmembers.
"Father carries enough energy within him to feed the universe and have some left, and yet, he had to blow his soul up just to prevent the monster from coming inside. Just for that! Not even to harm it, Spark said that that was not even a possibility."
"Try to imagine using more energy than the equivalent of the Big Bang only to stop something. That's how dangerous the situation was, and indirectly, this could be attributed to Xavier's blunder."
"Indeed he couldn't have known... But can you tell me why he didn't ask for help? I'm not talking about my help, I'm not conceited enough to think that any of you, aside from friend Hank, would trust me, but what about yours, Mr. Lehnsherr? Are you not friends? What about the rest's? Aren't you all people working with a common goal in mind?"
"... I don't know."- He said.
"I don't either. And this meeting is pointless without Father in it if you are trying to find culprits. As the overseer of this nation, I'm obliged to point out the obvious, don't bring Krakoa down trying to find fault in the actions of Father."
Once more, silence. But this time it was broken by Ms. Munroe.
"I don't think that any of us if any at all, would support that course of action. While I cannot speak for all of the professor's followers, I can say that this faction will not support the notion of finding blame on the benefactor of our nation."- Ms. Munroe.
"I was there when Aragorn warned the professor about not assisting the Shi'ar empire, and we were all there when Aragorn founded this nation, even if some of us don't want to admit it, and Jean... She already shared with me the memory file."- Ms. Munroe said with determination.
"I can confidently say that the professor didn't have malicious intent with his actions, no matter how reckless and stupid they were, but I can't find it in me to defend him... I expected more of him... We expected more, and Krakoa needed more. All I hope from this meeting is for the approval of the appropriate rituals to be followed for his body, and for him to be buried with honor in our home, Krakoa."- Ms. Munroe ended her declamation.
"I agree."- Ms. Darkhölme.
"I as well."- Ms. Adler.
"I agree."- Ms. Callisto.
"I second the request."- Ms. MacTaggert.
Mr. Lehnsherr nodded, but the pain remained in his eyes.
"I'm glad we all agree."- Ms. Munroe.
"Now, onto another unpleasant matter. The repercussions of this incident have been divided into two public culprits; The Dragon, whom you know as Aragorn, and us, The Mutant Menace. It's clear that public opinion is being misdirected in a malicious way towards mutants."- Ms. Munroe.
"... I'm reluctant to suggest this, but can't we blame it on Aragorn?"- Ms. Adler asked.
"No. We shouldn't!"- Erik denied.
"Honestly... I was going to suggest the same."- I said.
Which earned me questioning stares.
"We should blame it on Father, on 'The Dragon of The End'. It's better for us and easier to manipulate the narrative if we blame it on the dragon. I would just need to hack a few accounts and tip a few publicists. It's practically a done deal."- And probably Spark and Father had a similar plan.
"Is it alright, Seraph?"- Ms. Munroe asked.
A question that was shared by everyone present.
"Yes. Father won't mind. He'll probably find it funny, to play the role of the evil dragon."- Father can be silly like that.
"Huh... Just like that?"- Asked Ms. Callipso.
"Ehmm... I know I don't have a voice on this, but I spent four grueling months with him, so I can confirm that Aragorn would find it funny."- Kurt added his part.
To this, I nodded in support.
"Then... Seraph, can you take care of that?"- Ms. Munroe asked me.
"Yes! As a matter of fact, there's a new kid with an ability for languages whom I can instruct in coding if you guys allow it. He is barely ten years old and was part of the previous batch of residents, according to our law, I need your permission in case of taking minors under my wing."- I suggested. It's best if they have someone else with coding know-how besides me and Forge.
"What's the kid's name?"- Mr. Lehnsherr asked.
"Douglas Ramsey. He is the son of a previous friend of Xavier. His family was taken out when Hydra made the move to collect him."- I said as I read his file.
"What's his ability?"- He asked.
"Omnilingual Translation."- It's a cool mutation.
"... That works on coding?"- Ms. Callisto.
"Yes. It works on everything that follows patterns of expression, or patterns with finality. It's one of my favorite mutations, I'll probably teach him sorcery when he gets older."- With the appropriate guidance he could be one of the most versatile mutants.
Father even said that he could probably learn conceptual speech.
The council went over the discussion and finally gave me approval.
"Alright. I'll get to it after this meeting. That way I can teach the kid while I do-"- Father!
Oh? What are you doing with Gaea?... I changed the filters on BrotherEye and discovered that they were not even trying to be stealthy...
What are they doing?... Ummm... Why are they parading out in the open? I thought the supernatural was supposed to remain hidden.
"Girl?"- Mr. Lehnsherr.
"Ah! Sorry about spacing out like that. I found Father! Here, take a look."- I projected the sat view I was getting in the room's holoscreens.
"That's... a serpent?"- Asked Hank.
"Father has many forms, this one is new to me, but he was in his original form just a few seconds ago. Also on the top you can find-"- I was saying as I zoomed in to Gaea but was interrupted.
"My Goddess!"- Ms. Munroe exclaimed.
"Yes. As I was saying, that's Gaea."- Oh? Are they trying to fill the hole?
"Gaea?"- Hank asked the question that was on everyone's minds.
"Yes. Goddess Gaea. Ms. Munroe's patron goddess."- I explained. Ms. Munroe supported my claim.
"A Goddess? Honey, Do you know this one?"- Ms. Darkhölme asked her lover.
"No. I never saw her. I saw a blonde hunk, a handsome ravenette, and a psycho bitch with a fetish for swords."- Thor, Loki, and Hela? Father showed us a few pictures of them, in case they are how he remembered them.
We kept watching as Father and Gaea raised a gigantic willow tree.
"My Goddess... What are you doing?"- Ms. Munroe said in exclamation when she saw the result.
"Seraph, Why did they grow that tree? This is too random even for Aragorn."- Kurt asked.
"I don't kno- Oh! It's to take care of the radiation!"- I exclaimed once I found the appropriate filter for irradiation levels.
I put the readings on display for all to see, what once looked like a red blotch of danger to this filter, now looks a healthy green.
The branches of the tree covered Father and Gaea so I had to reposition BrotherEye to get an angled shot.
"Why are they staying there?"- Asked Mr. Lehnsherr.
"Are they falling asleep?"- Ms. Callisto asked as we saw Gaea take a horizontal position atop Father's head.
"Mmmm... I'm not sure. I think EGR can be taxing for Gaea to deal with, so that explains why she is falling asleep, but I don't understand why Father appears tired as well..."- It's not that Father looks haggard or anything like that, it's just that he looks less shiny.
Before falling asleep Father lowered the hovercrafts he saved and made a barrier around the tree that, if I'm not mistaken, allows for exit but not entry. Probably we could enter, but I think that once the humans exit they won't be allowed inside.
"Spark?"- Kurt asked as we saw my tiny metallic sibling portal next to them.
"Ye- [Call Incoming from 'Director Fury']"- I was gonna affirm but Fury called the council's line.
"Hello, Seraph, Councilmembers. Someone leaked to SHIELD evidence of a mutant hand in the incident. Are you going to steer the narrative or will you just sit on your asses?"- I always enjoy how direct Fury is.
"No, Fury. The girl will take care of it. We will put the blame on Aragorn."- Mr. Lehnsherr said.
"... Yeah, that's logical, I can see Insanity incarnate having fun playing the demon king."- Fury nodded.
"Seraph, What happened to the alien kidnappers? Is their galaxy still in one piece?"- Fury asked me.
He probably thinks that Father was absent because he was erasing the Andromeda Galaxy.
"Yes. Father was on the Outside, so they are still standing. Spark said that we will probably wait for Jean's and Father's decision before we declare a full intergalactic war."- I hope we don't go to war... Too much death was never something cool.
"Please let me know how things play out... I have a few of my people inside the barrier, Do you know what his plan is with that monstrosity of a tree?"- Fury.
"It cleaned the irradiation, but aside from that, I know nothing else. The barrier is one-way so if you want to keep contact with 'The Dragon of The End' you should order a few of them to remain inside."- I said.
"Thanks, Seraph."
"Thank you for the heads-up!"
The call was disconnected and I addressed the council.
"I should go and deal with the narrative. I'll take the kid under me."- I said before I portaled out.
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So this is it for this chapter and we are about 1 long chapter or 2 medium chapters from the end of the volume. I decided to make the chapter regarding Aragorn and Death's lemons as Interludes. Apparently, not everyone is a pervert, or so I've been told.
Talking about perverts... What are some things that you definitely don't want me to write about regarding Aragorn's and Death's potential cosmic sex? There will be some tentacle play, at least that's confirmed, but is there something that's a deal breaker for you?
I'm not from Chile, so if any chilenos want to make corrections on possible mistakes please let me know.
I chose Chile as a random South American country. I did this because I'm tired that only USA gets world-ending disasters XD What about the rest of us? Don't we all deserve some alien invasion or apocalypse? Aren't the other cities of the world cinematic enough to be destroyed? What about you Americans, Don't you want other cities destroyed as well?
At least for this arc, it worked better this way. But I will go the classic way (USA) for other possible catastrophes. Don't blame me! Blame globalization!
If you get to this point and you didn't see any pics, check once more since I will upload some.
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