'Inner dialogue/thoughts'
"Normal dialogue"
[System]
[Diary Entry]
~ A few moments before, with Luke ~
It had been 9 minutes since Dark Wanda had completely disappeared, and through all that time, Luke had not once relaxed his posture and vigilance. A minute remained before his system's containment measure would fade away, and he counted every last second of it.
'Please. God, I know you're real because I'm in this universe. Please God, let that Wanda be gone and not return for a long time. Because I am nowhere near strong enough to stop her, and without my system, I'll finally be found out by people I do not want knowing about me yet like the Ancient One.'
As 10 seconds remained, Luke allowed himself a moment of reprieve.
'If that Wanda is still here, at least The Ancient One will surely come and deal with her. In that case, I'll just have to convince the great bald one that I'm not a bad presence.'
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Luke then scoffed at that notion.
'Yeah right, an unknown presence messing with her preferred and golden timeline? I'm pretty sure that conversation would go down well for me.' He thought sarcastically as he closed his eyes.
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'Okay, I expected many things to happen. But. . . What. The. FUCK!'
However, just as the timer ended and Luke opened his eyes, he had found himself in empty space. Literally. It was not like a void, where everything was just filled with darkness.
Instead, everywhere he looked, it just looked empty. He could not find the right description for the situation he had found himself in, just that it reminded him of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber from Dragon Ball.
But when he looked around, he did not find any structural buildings to indicate that he was in such a chamber. Starting to feel confused, Luke called out into the emptiness.
"Hello? Anyone here?"
It was stupid. He knew it to be very much so. For all he knew, this could have been a realm that he had been dragged to by Dark Wanda without the protection of his system. Yet he called out for a simple reason.
His system was undergoing a maintenance, which he found to be utterly insane at the timing, and he did not know if there was any time dilation in the place he was in. So, he needed a way to get out.
And if this truly was Dark Wanda's doing, then all Luke had to do was make her send him back. 'Unlikely, but I'll have to try.'
"Luke Sullivan. You're a very interesting person."
A voice came from behind him. The voice sounded old, filled with a commanding and authoritative tone. Yet it also held a kind and gentle weight to it that made him feel like he was being reprimanded by his grandfather.
Turning around, Luke's eyes widened as he took in the sight of the figure that appeared before him.
'HOLY SHIT?! Is that Stan Lee?! That's motherfucking Marvel Jesus!'
While his mind was devolving into a chaotic mess of fanboy and admiration, the figure simply chuckled.
"Indeed, one could say that I am Marvel Jesus. But I am not this Stan Lee person that you seem to think me of."
'He can hear my thoughts?!' Luke thought in awe. 'And what does he mean he's not Stan Lee?! I know what the creator of Marvel looks like, and the person I'm looking at is 100% him!'
"Yes, I can hear your thoughts. And simply put, this appearance is merely a projection of how I believe you would see me as."
'Wait, if you're who I think you are, then prove it.'
The entity tilted his head slightly, amused at Luke's reaction of him. "By all means, I'd like to see where this goes."
Like this, Luke and the supposed Marvel Jesus began conversing in a strange manner. Luke would be asking questions in his mind, while Marvel Jesus would answer aloud.
"No, I'm not a telepath. My abilities are similar but are much more than just telepathy."
Luke hid his hands behind his back and decided to play a little game to test the entity's abilities.
"3 fingers, now 4, 1. Both hands, 9 fingers, 6 fingers, back to 3 fingers but two on one hand and one more on the other.
Now you have eight hands."
"AHA!" Luke exclaimed, glad to have caught the entity off-guard. He had been thinking of having eight hands when he only raised two hands and all 10 fingers.
"You're wrong! I only have two han-" But when he brought his two hands forward, he was in for a surprise.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!" Luke exclaimed, surprised to see that he did have eight hands and 40 fingers. He blinked, trying to determine if what he was seeing was real.
However, just as he blinked, his eight hands shifted back into two. Luke stared at the entity before him, trying to see if it was all just a hallucination or if any of what happened was real.
Marvel Jesus simply smiled. "As interesting as this exchange had been, I do have to ask if you're satisfied as to my authenticity."
Luke hesitantly shook his head. 'Not yet. Let's see how you react to my SURPRISE ATTACK!'
The entity stood, his brow raised at the. . . interesting thoughts coming from Luke.
"That. . . is a very vivid imagination you have there about yourself and both Ms Maximoff and-"
"Okay stop! I believe you're Marvel Jesus! Just don't finish that sentence!" Luke yelled, surprised that his thoughts had devolved to such a state.
All he did was ask the entity what one of his hidden desires were, to which the entity easily exposed one of his more, personal desires. Desires that almost every single male from Earth would have if they were ever put in his shoes.
"Shall we move on as to why I've brought you here?" Marvel Jesus asked.
"Wait, before we do this, how do I know that this isn't a ploy from that Wanda?" Luke questioned.
"Was the interaction earlier not sufficient?" Marvel Jesus responded.
"All that did was just demonstrating your powers. Powers that aren't beyond what Chaos Magic could achieve. Well minus the whole telepathy and that whole Lucifer Morningstar gig from the studio next door."
Luke stood stoically against the entity. He knew it was a bold and stupid move to question the entity before him, but he had already made one such decision not too long ago and he wasn't dead yet.
Moreover, the figure of Stan Lee had given him the impression that Wanda was most likely not involved in his current predicament – since she should not have known about Stan Lee being basically Marvel Jesus as that was meta-knowledge from Earth.
Meaning the only way that this entity could possibly know about it is if this was the entity that brought him to his new reality, or if this was one of the Marvel bigshots who just knows about things. But in the end, he just needed to be certain.
"Very well. Your name is Luke Sullivan, and you come from Earth. Though not from an any other Earth in this Marvel-multiverse as you so call it to be, but rather, an Earth from a separate multiverse entirely.
A multiverse where beings like myself are just characters on a piece of paper. Fiction, not reality."
At the entity's admission, Luke's eyes widened. This was not the being that sent him to the MCU it seemed, but still a being that was in the upper echelon of order in Marvel.
If he narrowed down beings who could possibly know of meta-knowledge, then there are only two entities in the entire Marvel multiverse who could ever possibly know of such things, and Luke was less than even a single atom in the face of either of them.
"You were sent unannounced to my domain by an entity of higher standing than myself from your original multiverse. As to its intention on doing so? It remains to be seen. It has made a request to me to let you live out your life without interference from myself, or any other beings on similar standing or beings that are simply out of your reach at the moment.
In doing so, that entity has bestowed upon you a miniscule portion of its powers in the form of your system. This system has shielded you from most powerful beings in my domain, from earthen dangers to even the cosmic entities under my rule.
But as I am what I am, your system does not affect me, nor does it affect the Source Wall."
When the entity finished, Luke still hadn't moved a single muscle. The reality of his situation finally sinking in.
"You're. . . him. Aren't you?" Luke spoke softly, still not quite believing the conclusion that he had come to.
"Indeed." A gentle smile found its way onto the entity's lips. "I go by many names to the natives of my domain. But to you, you can simply refer to me as
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The One Above All."
- End of Chapter 95 -