The room filled with energy, turning the air around it to plasma and something beyond. Time slowed and space bent to accommodate the immaculate density of the energy cluster that was forming. The sensors all went blank, unable to read the phenomenon that was manifesting. His red eyes focused as they burned and regenerated over and over again. The pain was inhuman, but so was his resistance to it.
Suddenly all energy crumbled, turning white for a single moment before it formed a dot. It began to grow as the amount of energy rose and rose, even the vast reserves of Nidavellir failing to be enough.
"Initiate protocol void eater. We will need all of it."
A new wave of energy was routed to the room, allowing that growing gap to stabilize. Finally, the ever-devouring hole stopped, leaving behind a colorful portal.
It was like a warp gate but much, much stronger. So strong that it had to reach beyond anything he had ever known—something beyond the materium and even the immaterium. A different reality perhaps. He was here, proving there was at least one more reality out there. Why shouldn't there be more?
The curious part of him wanted to jump right through, venturing into what lay beyond. Yet his paranoid and more sensible side triumphed as he used a part of his soul to create an avatar, and his symbiotes made a body for it. His avatar passed through the portal. The link between their souls allowed him to see what his avatar witnessed, and his legs lost power as he fell into his chair.
"This is big. This is so big..."
He had to hide it. It could not be allowed to be known by them. But what should be done? The mere existence of this portal had already created futures that showed it, and the number of such possible futures would only grow as he remembered it. There was little he could do. Unless...
A book he used to read came to mind, and a two-headed lunatic.
It might work... It might really work, he thought to himself.
"Hephaestus, prepare the bird cage for me, please. And tell Prometheus to send me some subjects to die."
"Heard! They will be here in a few minutes, master. Anything else?"
"Just the usual, my friend. Keep the forge alive for me."
With that, he left the room. The energy input shut down as the portal closed.
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We left the Amazons behind as Aphrodite led me to a golden gate. As we passed through it, the golden city—the home of the Gods, Olympus—lay before us in all its glory. The city was breathtaking without a doubt. Every single building showed how much effort and devotion had been put into every individual brick. The perfect harmony of gilded gold and pure white was simply healing to the soul. The city was worthy of the title Divine.
The goddess revealed herself as her allure and presence turned every passing minor god and nymph's head toward us. Their eyes were filled with desire and awe since Aphrodite was completely showing off at this point. She enthusiastically showed me the important temples and shrines as we walked through to the gates of the throne room.
The giant doors opened, allowing us to reach the throne room. The twelve thrones of Olympus were enormous, each possessing the characteristics of the gods who claimed them. Aphrodite also rushed to her throne, completing the twelve.
My eyes found the god who had called me today. There stood Zeus, the Lord of Thunder and the King of Olympus.
"I greet you, the god from beyond!" His voice boomed like the thunder he commanded.
"And I greet you, the King of Olympus!" My voice was not lacking in response to him. I had to show a dominant and powerful front, or they would devour me like a horde of hungry sharks.
Unlike my conversation with the Queen, Zeus and his Council were more direct in their speech. They had secluded themselves from the mortal world for millennia at this point, so they didn't really care as long as their power was unaffected. Which was perfect since I only wanted the Amazons. Aphrodite, the guardian of Themyscira, gave the queen full authority on the matter, which was practically giving them to me.
I have to admit though, this Zeus (unlike most of the myths) was quite a good king. Not the best, of course, but not as incompetent as some stories portrayed. His aspect of Jupiter was probably the reason. The Roman aspect of him was a good ruler in the myths, after all.
Our conversation lasted quite some time as he had a lot of questions, but finally when it was done, he declared Olympus would remain secluded as it was. The individual gods were free to do as they pleased. Which meant the forge of Hephaestus was still open to me.
After that talk concluded, they brought me back to Themyscira, to which I gained special access by Aphrodite's grace to stay. The Amazons might be a defiant bunch, but they highly respected the goddess.
The Queen wanted some time to think about my offer, which I was glad to allow. A ruler should be careful about the future of their subjects.
Now that this part of the plan was finally concluded, it was time for genocide. Yeah, quick change—I'm aware—but I kind of co-founded the Inquisition, so you shouldn't be surprised by such things. Anyway, the target would be Mars. Even though the Martians are quite powerful, they're not really worth the trouble to subjugate. Also, they're just too aggressive, and exterminating them and recloning would be much more efficient. They also genocided the green ones, so they can't really give excuses. I think the punishment fits the crime.
The real question is: should I just glass the planet or kill them myself? You know what, let's ask this to my new friend.
"Hey Damian, do you have a minute?" Yeah, Damian and I grew close to each other. The kid is brilliant and reminds me of Corvus when he was younger. Then he went too emo. Also, he's got tremendous potential that made me suspicious of his origins, so I did a DNA test on him and surprisingly, he is pure human. There's a bit of mutation because of Ra's al Ghul, but other than that, just human.
He might be key to the next step of human evolution... or he's just a genius kid. Both are fine by me. I still have yet to meet Jason, Tim, and Dick. Also haven't managed to meet any of the girls. They were overseas for something involving Aquaman. The boys, on the other hand, are not little kids anymore—Bruce can't just order them to spill all of their deepest traumas to a complete stranger. Well, like I said, baby steps.
"Hi Uncle Noah, yeah I got a minute. What's the matter?"
"Nothing serious, my lad, just a question: If you were going to kill a bunch of people, would you prefer long-range killing or doing it yourself? No risk for you in both scenarios and you're guaranteed to succeed."
His voice turned a bit thoughtful. "Hm... I guess I would prefer to do it myself, you know. It feels more sincere and serious that way. Is this for a psychological exercise you're preparing for our next session? Oh, now that I mentioned it, did you finish my sword? I can't wait to test it out!"
"It should be ready before our next session. I assure you, there won't be its equal in the world. I will bring it to our session if you promise me to persuade Jason."
"Done! Don't forget it, okay?"
"Don't worry about it. Now take care and have fun at your club."
Before he could answer, I hung up the phone. Neither he nor Bruce told me about his driving club—Alfred did. That man really works himself to the bone for that family.
Well, now let's go find Martian Manhunter and his niece, if I remember correctly. As the sole survivors, they have a right to revenge, and I would be damned if I took it from them.
I flew to America again after another quick tea session with the Amazons. After reaching the country, finding them was a breeze. His telepathic signals were like a lighthouse in a dark night.
"Hello Mr. J'onn, how are you on this fine day?"
He startled upon seeing me. He must be used to being aware of the minds around him. He quickly pulled himself together though, seeing I was not a threat.
"Hello Mr. Noah. I am quite fine, thank you. May I ask why you are here?"
"Well J'onn, to be honest, I am here to tell you I will kill all the White Martians. Seeing they killed all of your kin, you have a right to avenge them."
He froze at my words. Eh, I kind of ignored the fact that these guys are not used to planet-level massacres. Well, good for them.
"What do you mean by that?!" He was still in shock. Poor guy.
"Well, I think I was pretty clear. I will kill them all. By intergalactic law, invading a planet is a declaration of war, so they declared war on Earth. Even though this is not my Earth and these people are not the people who chose me, I still don't want to see them injured or killed. The White Martians are a genocidal, warmongering race of barbarians, and I refuse to share the same system with such trash. So I will cleanse it. I just wanted to inform you. Take care."
Before he could stop me, I rushed toward the crimson planet. You should not delay such actions or you are literally tempting fate. The key to dealing with oracles is moving fast. According to my knowledge, the Martians don't have any oracle, but you can never be sure.
As I ascended faster and faster, the planet grew smaller beneath me, finally showing me a beautiful blue-green ball. By the golden pants of Alexander, that planet was the center of the universe. Literally. Now that explains why there are such talented people there.
In my universe, the Milky Way was the center. Because it was a galaxy and not a planet, the talents and opportunities were distant, buried in the vast galaxy. But here, only one planet with all the cosmos turning around it.
Going to Mars might have been a long journey, but thanks to my master, I also learned a bit of Voidmancy, so I can shorten the space between me and my target. Adding some chronomancy into the mix and you can travel to Mars in mere minutes. I'm sure J'onn already told the League, but I put a special barrier around Earth, so that should delay them enough.
Now let's go purge some xeno scum.
"PURGE THE HERETIC! KILL THE MUTANT! PURGE THE UNCLEAN!"
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AN: Hello my dear readers Thank you for reading. As you can see we are going to purge the holy mars from the filth of the xenos who dared to stain it. Also do you guys have some nice pirate songs for me. And songs about the lost of love.
Anyway I really dont have anything to say so take care and you can give me stones If you tihnk my work deserves them. Like always all critism is welcomed and insisted.