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With a soundless roar, the transformation began.
Aiden's body convulsed in midair, then exploded in a cyclone of dark fire and howling wind. A fiery crown ignited above his head—not of light like before, but a shade of red so deep it bordered on black, pulsing with hellish intensity. It didn't rest on him. It hovered, casting a terrible glow that painted the battlefield in hues of crimson and shadow. It was no longer the light of hope—but of doom.
Then his wings unfurled.
They burst forth like nightmares given shape—demonic and draconic, jet black and jagged, unfurling with a screech that silenced even the stars. Their sheer presence sent ripples through the vacuum, and for the first time since the beginning of the fight…
Thor hesitated.His heart—a warrior's heart—skipped a beat.
"By the All-Father…"
Aiden's body now radiated chaos incarnate.
Lightning—not ordinary, but crimson-black and jagged like a god's wrath—arched across his limbs, joining with burning veins of Fire Dragon King's flame, forming a living storm around his armor. Embedded in it all was a darkness—an eldritch, cursed pressure, ancient and unholy, coiling around him like tendrils of forgotten void.
Galactus' cosmic eyes narrowed.
He spoke not in curiosity—but in acknowledgment.
"This... is not of this realm."
There was no warning.
Aiden shot forward, breaking space with a sonic boom, his demonic wings propelling him like a comet laced with pure destruction.
The battle had begun anew.
...
Aiden vanished, reappearing with a blast of black lightning that erupted against Galactus' chest, followed by a vicious hook of cursed fire across the Titan's jaw. Galactus didn't flinch—but purple blood arced in space like smoke.
He retaliated instantly, sending a backhand of force that warped space. Aiden's wings folded, absorbing the blow as he spiraled away, only to twist midair and launch a barrage of dark spears, each infused with curse energy. They stabbed into Galactus' shoulder, bursting in violet-black fire.
Galactus lifted his hand, and a tidal wave of gravity slammed down.
Aiden countered with a roar, unleashing a draconic breath of black flame mixed with lightning, forcing Galactus to cover his eyes. The breath scorched across Galactus' armor and left melted pits in his shoulder plating—but no deeper.
Galactus swiped through the flames, his hand glowing with cosmic force, aiming to grab Aiden—but the Demonic Dragon blinked again, reappearing behind Galactus and carving a massive X-shaped slash across his back with a blade of condensed cursed fire.
Thor hurled Mjolnir toward Galactus once again, and Strange opened a new wave of dimensional magic—but Aiden's voice echoed, layered with draconic distortion:
"Stay out of this."
Thor hesitated—just for a moment—but the gale of dark magic swirling from Aiden's aura forced both him and Strange back.
They could feel it now.The raw pressure. The madness. The uncontrolled violence.
"He's not fighting beside us anymore," Strange muttered. "He's in a league of his own…"
And they watched.
With reverence.
....
Aiden crashed into Galactus again, cloaked in an explosive armor of pure Lightning, his strikes now a flurry of blows—each one crackling with divine rage and cursed whispers. Galactus took each hit, blood dripping now in thicker streams, burning purple across his massive form.
But he still didn't move.
He grunted once.Amused.
Aiden roared, unleashing a pulse wave of darkness, a thousand clawed shadows swiping across Galactus' chest like a school of rabid beasts. Galactus finally responded with a beam of energy from his eyes, forcing Aiden back with a near point-blank burst.
Still—Aiden hovered. Healed. Burning.
And he raised one hand.
Darkness began to churn in Aiden's palm, but this wasn't just shadow—it was primordial void, the kind of darkness that existed before creation, before light, before even concept itself. It rippled outward in slow spirals, warping the very space around him like a black hole that hungered. Screams could almost be heard—not literal, but psychic. Emotional. As if the despair of a thousand doomed stars had been compacted into a single sphere.
Then came the lightning.
But this was not natural. This was god lightning, the kind only found in the war cries of pantheons long dead. Crimson bolts with jagged silver cores arced around his arm, snapping violently in every direction like caged serpents. Each crack of thunder was a declaration: "This is Divine."
And last—the fire.
It didn't erupt. It descended.
From the heavens themselves, as if the soul of the Fire Dragon King had been watching, waiting, and now, at last, granted its blessing. Scarlet flames licked down from the crown above Aiden's head, then wrapped around his body in a halo of fury—not gold, but molten red, like the burning blood of the sun. It was pure, untouched by mortal hands, a divine flame meant only for a king.
The three forces—Darkness, Lightning, and Flame—spiraled in perfect harmony, a chaotic trinity of destruction. something Aiden wasn't even to achieve Against Old Thor, A spell that he knew would even rival his ultimate Abyss form, but of course it was a risky and heavy spell, one that would cause him to lose all of his defenses and his entire demonic form in favor of one attack, after all, his using the most of each element, stripping himself from them and feeding it to the spell, as such, Aiden's mouth opened.
He spoke—not in words, but in a language older than sound. Symbols of ruin, carved into reality itself, began spinning behind him. A massive, circular magic seal bloomed into existence, fractal and unstable, made of rotating rings of runes that bent and twisted with every blink of the eye. It hovered behind him like a doomsday sun, glowing red, black, and gold.
His eyes glowed. The crown above him cracked as the fire in it grew too intense to contain.
And then, he declared—
"Abyssal Infernum—E.X.E."
The space around him shattered.
The beam that launched wasn't just magic. It was cosmic wrath, divine vengeance, and hellfire curse all fused into one. It tore through the battlefield with absolute authority, a colossal spear of annihilation—a core of blacker-than-black darkness wrapped in roaring red flames, cloaked in lightning so violent it split nearby asteroids in half.
Galactus didn't have time to react.
The blast collided with his titanic abdomen, and everything exploded.
BOOOOOM.
A shockwave rippled out—not just in the physical world, but in dimensions. Time stuttered. Stars flickered. Space twisted like fabric caught in a storm. Even Silver Surfer, floating miles away, was flung back, his cosmic board shattering briefly before reforming.
Galactus, for the first time since he arrived, moved.
Only a step.Just one.
But that single, thunderous step backward sent tremors through the cosmos. Moons fractured. Rings of planets wobbled. Galactus' body absorbed most of the blast—but where it landed, his armor cracked, and deep violet blood oozed out in thick, slow drips.
And then—a sound no one had ever heard from the Devourer of Worlds.
A groan.
Raw. Guttural. Pain.
"Raaaaaaaaghhhh…"
It wasn't a scream. It was a reaction. A recognition.
He had felt that.
The moment of pain vanished from his face.
And his expression darkened.
The beam between his horns condensed again, but this time it didn't fire outward. It was focused. Concentrated. Meant for one target.
Aiden.
The purple beam ripped into Aiden's chest, bypassing armor, shields, and regeneration. The Demonic Dragon was blasted back, his form twitching with shock and pain for the first time in this entire battle.
Before he could recover—
A giant hand wrapped around him.
Aiden struggled, flames licking from his mouth, lightning crackling off his body, but it was no use. Galactus held him firm—his fingers glowing with cosmic runes.
"You are powerful…You are unlike any I have seen…You are mine now."
Aiden looked at Him with Deviance as his wild grin shimmered, as he spoke "Now."
The Goliath was Behind Galactus, And so were the heroes that were on it, but Didn't participate in the Initial battle, Earth's True forces will move now.
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