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Loki didn't stay long—he delivered his warning and left in a hurry.
Clearly, the return of the Dark Elves wasn't as simple as he made it seem.
Bella wasn't too concerned about them, but one thing did spark her interest: the Reality Stone.
Legends claimed it could turn thoughts into truth—literally reshape reality itself. Some said it was the most powerful of the Infinity Stones, though also the most difficult to control. With it, any dream could become real. Natural laws, scientific constants, even logic—all of it could be bent or erased at the user's will.
The stone didn't just create illusions. It could make them real.
A terrifying power.
Bella once wondered if she could use it to change her physical structure—switch her gender back.
But she quickly dismissed the thought.
Her intuition stopped her.
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Catherine․ Isa Bella
Strength: S
Endurance: S
Agility: S
Magic Output: S
Mental Power: S
Luck: A+
Riding: A+
Intuition: S
Charisma: A+
Noble Phantasms:
Bloody Rose (False)
Goddess of War (False)
Black Contract Victory Sword (True)
Black Light Armor (True)
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Though Thanos wasn't dead, Bella had decimated one of his vanguard flagships—and defeated the Mad Titan in personal combat. The experience had elevated her stats to S-rank across the board.
As she had theorized before, S-rank was on the level of a Heavenly Father—a god-tier entity. And she knew there were levels above even that.
With her intuition now maxed, she had started to perceive branches of the future—glimpses through the dark currents of fate.
In one such vision, she had claimed the Reality Stone and tried to reshape her body.
She failed.
Why?
Because even ignoring her immense magic and spiritual force, her physical body—down to every molecule, bone, and cell—had undergone perfect evolution. A divine-grade physique forged by countless battles and power growth. Not even the Reality Stone could overwrite it.
And deeper than that, she sensed something far more ominous.
Even if she gathered all six Infinity Stones, created the gauntlet herself—she still wouldn't be able to change back.
That was her true fear.
Headache.
In the end, she gave up on the thought. She was used to this body by now. Changing back to her original male form would be ideal, but it was no longer her priority.
Her main goal now was to become stronger.
Because Thanos was far from the greatest threat lurking in the universe.
Mephisto. Dormammu...
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A golden light flickered in Bella's eyes. When she returned to Earth, she could already sense it—the looming crisis.
A strong dark aura had begun spreading across the world, silently eroding the balance.
Even if Loki hadn't come, she would've known:
Dormammu's arrival was drawing near.
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As days passed, life grew more colorful.
Now that Angie knew her best friend was the Goddess of Judgment, she found herself dragged into a world much bigger—and far more thrilling—than she had ever imagined.
Naturally, the idea of becoming a medical doctor lost its appeal fast.
She also finally understood why Bella never cared for fame or fortune.
Back then, she thought Bella was just a lazy rich girl living her best salted-fish life.
How small that thinking felt now.
Recently, she'd been tagging along like a loyal sidekick, curiosity running wild. Thankfully, Bella was patient—or she might've been driven mad by Angie's endless questions.
Curiosity wasn't always a good thing.
Especially when Angie learned that she was the weakest "chicken" in the entire household—besides Nina.
Like when she watched little Sally casually crush a piece of metal into dust with her tiny hands, or when Cosmo opened his mouth and fired a Happy Energy Cannon that could vaporize a truck.
Angie froze on the spot.
Then slumped beside Nina, the only other "ordinary" one, hoping for mutual support.
Bella watched all of this with pure delight and recorded Angie's stunned expression for future laughs.
Naturally, she was later chased down and tickled into surrender.
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After the laughter faded, the peace settled in.
Even if she was the "weakest," Angie had never felt safer.
With monsters, gods, and cosmic horrors out there, it was comforting to know that her best friend could nuke a planet if needed.
Aliens? Demons? Blood Clans?
Let them try.
Instant death.
Angie felt a little smug.
She didn't know what exactly a Level God Father was—but when Bella explained that they could easily destroy entire planets, Angie figured that was power enough.
Especially when Bella promised to take her:
On a galactic golf trip
To a BBQ on a primitive planet
To see 100-meter beasts
And the clearest sea in the universe
She was ecstatic.
Started packing—digging through drawers for skincare, swimsuits, snacks.
Even took little Sally shopping for BBQ supplies.
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Later, Bella said they'd stop by a magician's holy place.
The Sanctum Sanctorum.
Among the ancient Eastern-style buildings, magicians trained tirelessly.
On the open practice fields, radiant spell circles bloomed like firework petals—each one a marvel of mystical geometry.
And inside one of the halls...
Doctor Strange knelt before a low table, receiving guidance from his mentor, the Ancient One.
She was calm and wise, gently correcting his mistakes as he struggled with the Scarlet Chains of Cyttorak—a high-level spell.
Strange had immense potential, surpassing most Sorcerer Supremes in raw ability. He lacked only experience and magical knowledge to rise further.
As she helped him unweave the spell's final riddle, the Ancient One suddenly fell silent.
Strange looked up, confused.
The old book on the table shimmered and vanished—replaced by a porcelain tea set.
Was she... thirsty?
(O_O)?
With graceful movements, she warmed the teapot and poured a cup.
Then, with a serene smile, she said:
"Congratulations on your ascension to Heavenly Father. I have no grand gift—just a cup of fine tea to mark the occasion."
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