Allen had a strange morning. Some guy tried to kill him or something, but his day was just getting started.
Yawning, Allen brushed off the earlier incident and continued walking with Gwen and MJ.
Harley appeared above Allen's head, munching on popcorn. "Isn't that kinda stupid?" she remarked. "In this world, anyone who wants to fight with my daddy is either stupid or mentally disturbed Hahaha!"
"Or both," Perched on Allen's shoulder, Rebecca smirked, squinting as she scanned for any trace of the enemy. "Lots of villains are stupid, but this guy tried to be... flashy. I get it, you want to make your epic entrance in front of Allen, but..."
Mini Esdeath floated into view. "But with Allen, as he is now, you'd only achieve instant defeat and might even die in the process, right?"
Nokotan also appeared, frowning. "Nununu... a missed chance to use my new deadly technique..."
Bocchi appeared next to Nokotan, cautioning her, "Let's leave it, Nokotan-san... w...we might cause more trouble... no! We definitely will!"
"What are you saying, Bocchi-chan?! What happened to the bravery you showed in the previous battle?"
Bocchi lost color, turning grayscale, then nervously played with her fingers. "She stayed in that world..."
Allen yawned again. "You guys... forget that we can hear everything you say, right?"
Perhaps the dolls relaxed their guard or simply lost the desire of hiding, as they began speaking without telepathy. Not that it matters to Allen. At worst, he will just have to "convince" someone to forget.
Gwen and MJ exchanged ironic smiles. Somehow, their reality now included seeing mini versions of anime characters floating around or riding on Allen.
Artoria appeared beside Allen's ear. "Allen, are you sure you don't want to know more about that guy earlier?"
Allen smiled faintly, glancing sidelong at Artoria. Seeing Allen's laughing eyes, the woman sighed; she had forgotten that Allen was still Allen.
Makima also appeared, almost as if Allen had summoned her. Artoria narrowed her eyes, understanding what had transpired.
The control demon blinked. "Unfortunately, I couldn't capture his soul... is unusual."
Allen narrowed his eyes inquisitively, even if Makima's powers increased like the other girls', she was not able to catch the mysterious man's soul.
"Makima did you feel any power?..."
"I detected no special strength, power, or ability... he was just an ordinary human..."
"I don't know if you can call someone who falls from the sky onto a colossal robot an ordinary human..." Allen winked, deciding not to dwell on it too much; he had a feeling he hadn't seen the last of that guy. He smiled, finding it curious to have such a feeling when that guy was supposed to be dead.
...
[Nothing like a good shower 🍷🗿]
...
Allen arrived at his school's entrance with Gwen and MJ. The redhead clung to his arm shamelessly, hearts floating above her head, though her gaze towards others was quite aloof. The blonde held Allen's hand, walking with the grace of a queen and the aura of a scholar.
Both girls were friends and well-known at school. Rumors once had them, along with Felicia Hardy, fighting over the same guy. When Allen disappeared, they supposedly realized he wasn't worth it and dumped him to remain friends.
Yet here they were, arriving at school intimately linked with a guy who was somewhat unacceptable to many and surreal to others. Of course, Allen didn't care what they thought of him and ignored them; his attention was only reserved for the people he cared about, and as if it was a premonition, white hair appeared at the corner of his right eye. As Allen turned around he saw the blue-eyed, white-haired beauty walking towards him.
"Felicia" Allen softened his gaze.
"Good morning, Allen❤️~" Felicia wrapping her arms around him, unfazed by the fact that he already had two girls with him. "Looks like you're making the most of your day Gwen... MJ..."
Felicia teased, in a situation that was quite odd. Allen could handle a lot of women, even without his new abilities; he was a capable man, but the girls didn't want to. They could accept that Allen had more women, but that didn't mean they liked having "intimacy" at the same time, whether it was something nocturnal or simply cuddling on the couch, going for a walk, having dinner or some activity the girls prefer to have privacy or at most like Gwen and MJ, just one or two other people.
Felicia was a jealous cat in bed contrary to her appearance. She didn't like to share, so she didn't fight for the first night.
MJ chuckled. "Felicia, I thought you didn't want to be underestimated for dating the same guy as us?~"
Felicia kissed Allen lightly and used her finger to trace the outline of Allen's chest, which had become stronger. "I just didn't come with you because I had to sell some stolen paintings~"
"*Cough* I don't know if you forget that we're superheroes?..."
Gwen narrowed her eyes at Black Cat's comment. Even if her relationship with Felicia had improved, there was a limit to how cheeky she could be.
Felicia rubbed her cheek against Allen's like a cat. "So? As long as Allen doesn't stop me, you won't catch me~"
Although Felicia often wears jeans and has a tough-girl aura at school, underneath she hides innate charm and sensuality. Perhaps it's something inherent in all cat women.
Gwen frowned, and MJ snorted. Allen let go of Gwen's hand and grabbed Felicia's nose between his fingers.
"Hey, is that any way to treat a lady?" Felicia complained, pretending to be hurt by Allen's actions, but it was obvious she was just playing.
"Felicia, they won't put you in jail, but that doesn't mean I'll let you do whatever you want," Allen smiled faintly as Felicia laughed, "You followed the rules, right?"
Felicia playfully and a bit flirtatiously smiled, "What if we negotiate in bed?❤️~ The rule of only stealing from bad people is killing me~ I want to steal some famous things from the museum~"
"Don't be ridiculous..." Gwen interrupted.
While in situations such as during the Void fight, they could be very united, it didn't change the fact that Gwen and Felicia were standing on different sides of the law.
Gwen might ignore certain things, and Felicia might respect hundreds of limits, but inevitably, one is a thief and the other is a superhero.
Allen took three minutes to reach a peace agreement between the two. In the end, Felicia doesn't need the money, so Allen allows her to steal, and Gwen is allowed to catch her and recover what was stolen, but if Felicia managed to escape, she could keep the things, and Allen would create replicas to replace lost items, but to call something created by Allen to be the same as the original at the molecular level a "copy" is rude.
...
On the way, some boys tried to show jealousy, but just showing hostility towards Allen made him sweat, faint, urinate in his pants, and even vomit.
It's not an Allen ability, but the very act of showing hostility makes you instinctively feel the overwhelming danger of confronting Allen. Fortunately, Allen isn't like Void, and many would be dead from heart attacks.
Allen arrived at his classroom with his three girls. As expected, Allen's classmates were surprised to see him after missing two weeks. Some thought he was dead, while others believed Allen had dropped out of school.
He used to be a nobody, but his legend only grew. He defeated Flash, Harry, and William, the most popular boys. He stole the three beauties of the school, who don't seem to mind sharing the same type. There are rumors that he was seen on a date with the most beautiful teacher, Tearju Lunatique, and for some reason, he is among the best students despite hardly coming to school.
All that and more made him gradually become a kind of legend because it seemed illogical that something like that would happen. But student hallucinations aside, there is the important issue of Allen's grades and final exams.
Allen had a special situation; he had missed many classes. Nevertheless with Fury and Maria's power, and a few favors, they managed to keep Allen from being affected by his absence.
All day, Allen sat surrounded by his three girls, with Teacher Tearju's attention on him.
At the end of a rather light day, after all the final exams were over, only the farewell ceremony and the school prom remained. Of course, that was the reality for everyone but Allen.
Allen stayed with the teacher to take his final exams, which was ridiculous to allow for something worse, but Fury made a huge effort.
Outside the room, Felicia, Gwen, and MJ greeted him with encouragement; Tearju also cheered him on; even the dolls, except for Makima, cheered him on.
Allen smiled back at the girls, although asking him to be nervous about an exam was ridiculous at this point, the girls' warmth touched his heart.
*Vibrate*
Allen also felt his phone vibrate with many messages from people close to him who must have known about his current situation.
Allen could face a living apocalypse and not feel as happy to be getting support as he did now.
[I trust you, Allen]
Allen chuckled to himself, but his focus on this test was multiplied.
...
Half an hour later Allen finished everything and put down his pen.
Allen noticed that Tearju wasn't calm, as if something was affecting her. However, the woman was stubborn and simply refused to talk.
Allen forced her to sit on his lap until she confessed, but she didn't. Seeing Tearju's ashamed and scared face equally, Allen decided not to bother her today.
Allen gave her a kiss which shocked Tearju.
Allen smiled, "Remember I'm here for you..."
"Yes...sorry..."
*????'s POV*
It was my mistake...
I'm someone who was born to be rejected by the world. I understood that a long time ago, and as a result, I also decided to turn my back on the world and abandon all traces of my heart.
Doing this to be able to adopt any identity perfectly. If I keep my heart blank, I can dye it any color.
I will betray, kill, and destroy everything if necessary...
There's no need to feel sorry for a world that will never accept me...
This time it was also supposed to be the same... but it wasn't...
It was just one more mission, one more identity... it was just one more mask, one more false heart...
I'm sorry, I can't look you in the face and pretend that it's just a mission, but I can't reveal the truth either because I'm afraid of how you'll see me.
*End of POV*
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(The next day)
Reed Definitive, like all Reed Richards across the multiverse, eventually opened a portal that led to another world. However, in Allen's universe, there was a very peculiar Reed Richards; unlike most Reeds, he managed to do it at the age of twelve.
The young genius was thrilled to learn things he wasn't supposed to know until much later in life as Mr. Fantastic.
Initially excited to meet others like him, he even considered founding a council of Reed Richards but dismissed the idea as foolish.
So, he simply decided to meet his other-world versions... eventually concluding...
They were all old, and they were all stupid...
"For God's sake, shoot him! You have him in your sights; don't negotiate with Doom... oh, he just won; you're stupid!"
– "Listen, you can't be a moralist or a bastard; you're either one or the other, not both!"
– "It was your damn fault that Abraxas arrived in your reality; just admit it!"
– "Sure, Annihilus had to come through a portal of Reed Richards... are you stupid?!"
– "What are you doing?! It's obvious he's an evil version; do you want him to laugh by holding a cat to make it more obvious?!"
– "The last thing we need is stupid versions killing even stupider versions..."
After reviewing thousands of alternate universes, Reed Definitive concluded that the multiverse was crap; all his versions were either stupid or unpleasant. So, he decided not to get involved with another Reed Richards again.
Reed also had a change of attitude towards life; he felt enslaved by destiny, as most times his future meant becoming Mr. Fantastic, something he simply wasn't interested in. Another thing he disliked was always being tied to the Fantastic Four—Sue Storm, the Invisible Woman; Johnny Storm, the Human Torch; and Ben Grimm, the Thing. And let's not forget Victor von Doom, his college friend, rival, and future archenemy.
At fifteen, Reed Richards stared at the screen showing alternate realities; it was ridiculous. If the multiverse contains infinite possibilities, why does he end up as Mr. Fantastic?!
Reed Richards stood up from his chair in the lab and walked out the door, activating the self-destruct sequence.
He had abandoned that unpleasant destiny... he wouldn't be so stupid as to tread the same path as all his versions, whether "good" or bad.
He wouldn't try to conquer everything or save everyone like his counterparts; he would simply live for himself. Thus was born Allen's universe's Reed Richards—a rather peculiar guy, selfish, eccentric, but strangely finding enjoyment in living like this.
...
Reed Richards listened to music while repairing a gun.
"That guy was quite something, I like him! Hahaha."
Contrary to what many might think, Reed Richards didn't hate Allen; in fact, he found him fascinating. After exploring so many timelines to exhaustion, he had never encountered an Allen Walker.
"My friend Walker, you're an anomaly, even more special than the unique entities!" Reed raised his hands to the sky, kicking his desk as his chair began to slide across his lab. "That's why it's worth defeating you!"
Reed had seen countless versions of himself, but none had an Allen Walker. This reinforced Reed Richards' belief that he was the Ultimate Reed. Not only was he unique, but his enemy was too.
Reed finished adjusting his gun, futuristic in appearance with a camera that emitted a red light.
While Reed Richards laughed, a portal appeared to his right, and from it emerged a graying Reed Richards.
"I am—"
*Bang*
Reed Definitive shot him in the head. The gray-haired Reed had an energy shield, but it seemed to nullify upon contact with the energy shot. Looking incredulous, old Reed fell to the ground dead with a big hole in his head.
Reed got up from his chair with annoyance. "Let me guess, Reed of the Illuminati, my actions are unacceptable to you, blah blah, seeking dialogue blah blah, or erasing my timeline blah blah!"
"Fuck you!" Reed kicked the dead Reed Richards' body repeatedly.
"Why don't you tell the Scarlet Witch the weaknesses of your allies?! Idiot! Do you think you can erase my universe here?! Do you think I can't protect this world from you?! Think again, idiot! Nullifier, Cosmic Cube, Infinity Gauntlet, or The f*cking Heart of the Universe, there's nothing you or your stupid allies can use to destroy this world!"
Reed stopped kicking the corpse and sat on it. "Unlike you, I do have an unbeatable enemy... now, how do I defeat that brat Allen..."
Reed Definitive stood up and smiled. "Science, trial, and error; for now, I'll just try something. Maybe I'll get lucky and something will work, hehe!"
...
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The next day, 2B and Makima helped Allen get dressed. Today was a special day, and he needed to look presentable.
Makima zipped up his pants carelessly as if hoping to catch Allen with the zipper, while 2B put on a white shirt for him. After finishing, Allen sat on the bed, and Makima helped him put on black shoes. Allen smiled watching Makima do this; he could change instantly, but seeing the demon serve him was a luxury.
2B became jealous and started styling Allen's hair while ensuring his neckline was visible from Allen's viewpoint.
After finishing, Allen stood up, and Esdeath approached with a red tie and a brown trench coat.
On the bed, Natasha watched proudly as Allen dressed formally. She got up, unconcerned about being naked, and adjusted Allen's tie with her hands before kissing him on the cheek. Time had passed and now Natasha had to look up to meet his eyes.
Certainly, Allen had done things hard to imagine, but for Natasha, seeing him get ready for work had a different feeling. In DC, she could not be present when Allen started working as a director at Arkham, so this was special to her.
Allen held her waist. "Shall we take a picture if you like?"
Natasha laughed but also scolded Allen. "Don't be a pervert."
"Of course, after you get dressed. Though I wouldn't mind having a memory of you like this."
Natasha blushed; her relationship with Allen was strange, but here she was in his arms. Allen kissed Natasha for a while before leaving.
Allen drove in a discreet car; he could teleport, but for his first day, he wanted time to talk, Chat, and simply think after a call with Charles Xavier. Allen finally accepted the job as a teacher for young mutants.
Needless to say, even Charles was astonished; no one could believe it, not his dolls, not his girlfriends, not even his stream viewers.
Even Allen himself looked in the rearview mirror, appearing more like a professor at Howards' than when he was.
The Charles Academy was outside of New York City so Allen took the highway.
(Natasha always knows how to motivate people. 🍷🗿)
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(One hour later)
Reed Richards appeared in front of Allen, with versions of Sentinels emerging around him. These were designed to be immune to cuts.
Allen stopped his vehicle in the middle of the road, got out, and started walking toward Reed Richards without saying anything.
"My name is Reed Definitive. Our first encounter was brief, but in this one, you—"
Allen didn't stop for a moment. Reed widened his eyes as his smile grew, but drops of sweat fell from his forehead.
"It's terrifying, I love it!" Reed pointed at Allen. "Sentinels, attack—"
The Sentinels were cut into pieces.
"Hey! At least let them attack once! Don't you have any manners?!"
"..."
Allen immediately launched a cut toward Reed Richards himself. It's not that Allen became a psychopath, but his Spider-Sense warned him of a huge danger with Reed. He could afford mistakes in other worlds, but not in his own.
Allen's Dismantler clashed with a shield and couldn't penetrate.
"Idiot, of course, I prepared something to prevent myself from being cut!" Reed laughed but immediately felt unable to breathe; looking down, blood was pouring from his abdomen.
Reed glared at Allen in annoyance. "You're a son of a... Urgh..."
Reed was split in half. Allen had teleported his cut inside Reed's shield; after all, in this world, he had no restrictions on his powers.
"The limitless teleportation technique plus Sukuna's cuts... worked better than I thought," Allen muttered, then blinked and got into his car to continue on his way.
"What a weird guy..."
Rebecca appeared on Allen's shoulder. "Allen, that guy bears a striking resemblance to "that" zombie..."
Allen widened his eyes; Rebecca had taken a lot of technology from a lab in an alternate universe full of zombies, and she said it was so advanced it seemed like it came from a science fiction movie.
The zombie that was the owner had similar features to the guy and they shared a name.
Thanks to Batman, Allen had always kept an eye on intelligent characters even if they didn't have powers, which is why Stan Edgar never caught him off guard.
Allen made sure once again that all his girls and acquaintances were safe; the upgraded system could provide more protection, including emergency extraction for anyone Allen wanted.
However, Allen had a feeling, a certainty, that Reed wouldn't attack anyone but him. Though it's better to say he had no interest in anyone but Allen.
'Sys, I'll entrust you with the girls...'
[Don't worry Allen, the system has also become powerful].
'Hehe, of course...'
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Reed opened another capsule and fell to the floor. "I forgot that kid isn't just strong but smart too, but creating a new technique just to ensure I couldn't defend myself... is madness! Hahaha!"
Reed started laughing on the floor... shortly thereafter, Reed punched the ground.
"Damn it! next plan!"
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A/N: Although it seems like I'm doing it on purpose it really isn't my intention to take so long to post, sorry.
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