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86.86% MARVEL: GAMER PATH / Chapter 256: CHAPTER 245

Chapter 256: CHAPTER 245

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It took me around five minutes or so to take full control of Xandar, in the end, not even having to reveal myself to the Xandarians as their new leader, as the pleasant realization that having control of all the leaders in the planet was more than enough to satisfy my system and what my power considered as a conquered territory.

With that new bit of information about the whole conquering thing, things had become considerably easier.

I now simply had to take control of a few selected beings across the universe, effectively taking hold of problematic planets and species before Knull did.

The fewer materials the King of the Void had to work with on his hands the better it would be for us in the long run. Sure, ideally, the best scenario would be for me to take hold of the entire universe to completely nullify his horde, sadly, that was simply not plausible in the least.

Not only the universe was infinitely vast, but taking control of that many planets would tax me a lot, weakening me.

And when it came to Knull, I didn't have the luxury to lose any power, or stretch my focus more than I already was.

So, instead of stretching myself thin across the universe, I had decided to take control of a selected few, those that I considered possible threats should they fall to Knull and his horde.

The list was the following.

The Sovereign.

The Kree.

The Skrull.

The Chitauri.

The Shi'Ar.

The Brood.

The Technarchy.

The Sakaarans.

The Flora Colossi.

So far, according to an extensive search on my library that took a few hours to complete, those were the most problematic planets should they fall into Knull's hands, at least in the near universe, be it because of their technology, or natural abilities, or a mix of both, every single one on the list was a possible threat.

Some more than others.

"Time to 'democratically' become the hidden ruler of nine civilizations at the same time," I sighed, teleporting to the first one on the list, The Sovereign.

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[Thor Odinson POV]

My journey to crown my sworn brother as the King of the Nine realms had started pretty easy.

Without much fight, Eitri, the King of Dwarves had accepted my proposition, saying he trusted my judgment, and his once former student, Alex as well.

However, the easy part of my journey had sadly ended there.

The moment I had left Nidavellir for Vanaheim, with a smile on my face, eager to continue on my journey, I soon found out things would not go like they had gone with Eitri at all. I realized this as soon as I started explaining the situation to the people of Vanaheim, with their gazes meeting mine with a lot of doubt.

I couldn't blame them.

The whole situation was hard to believe, nevertheless, I would not give up at this minor setback, so trying my best I determinedly reassured them that there was nothing to worry about, that what I was offering was merely a temporary arrangement we were looking to make to keep everyone safe.

For the next following hours, I spoke with the leaders of Vanaheim.

Trying my best to come to an agreement with them.

"Are you sure this man is to be trusted?" 

I smiled, almost insulted at his comment. Was my brother to be trusted? Of course he was! I would place my beating heart on his hands, and not question if he crushed it, for I would trust without a doubt he had good reasons to kill me.

"Without a doubt," I replied, without a hint of doubt in my tone.

"I see, then we will trust your judgment,"

I beamed.

Two realms down, six more to go.

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[Hela Odinsdottir POV]

Something was wrong.

I could feel it in the air.

The flags of war were being raised.

Normally, I would be excited at the prospect of a war on the horizon,  I mean, how could I not? It was my element, I thrived in the chaos that war provided me, I relished the bloodshed it brought with mad sickening delight.

But instead of feeling like I wanted to feel, I felt troubled.

For the first time in all my long life, I felt anxious at the possibility of war.

It was laughable, really, on more than one level, that I, Hela, the fearless Goddess of Death, would feel this way, and yet. Here I was, terrified of what was to come, without even knowing what was to come.

I suppose I didn't need to know, after all, one does not require to see the threat to know there's one. And while I couldn't see any threats with my own eyes, every cell in my body knew with certainty there was a threat ahead like nothing I had seen before.

"I wonder what though," I sighed.

"You seem scared," Loki grinned, walking towards me.

"As a matter of fact, I am," I replied with a quick nod, without a care. I was not one to hide, pretending that I was above feeling fear, unlike others, I embraced fear, for fear made us stronger, fear made us understand our own mortality and weakness and how to surpass it. Every warrior worth a damn had experienced fear more than once in their life, and those that said they had not, were nothing more than pathetic excuses for a warrior hiding beneath a skirt of false bravado.

"I wasn't expecting that answer," Loki replied.

"I suppose you weren't," I sighed, pondering about what was to come.

"What troubles you, if I might ask?" Loki asked.

"My, are you worried about me, little brother?" I asked, teasingly.

"As much as I can be," Loki rolled his eyes, scoffing. "I simply wish to know what scares you, because frankly, until today, I assumed you were scared of nothing, not even Alex, or Thor for that matter."

"Why would I fear them?" I chuckled, "I know what my destiny is should I ever face them as I am now, so what's there to fear? Death? Please, only cowards fear their end."

"That doesn't answer the question," Loki pressed.

"No, it doesn't," I nodded, giving him a small smile.

"I take it you won't answer," Loki sighed.

"There isn't much to answer to be honest," I admitted, taking a deep breath, before continuing, "All I know is… something is about to happen… something big, what or when?" I shrugged, "I don't have the slightest idea, but whatever it's about to happen, will drown the cosmos in darkness like nothing we have ever seen."

"I see," Loki chuckled, his eyes gleaming with stupidity.

"I know what you are thinking Loki," I sighed, putting my hand on his shoulder, "But this is not an opportunity to try and scheme, I know you are not one to listen, and frankly I don't care, but for the first time in your life, you must listen. What is about to come is beyond our power, beyond our personal desires, so if you have any sense of self-preservation or a modicum of intelligence, heed my warning, and don't try anything, for once, stay back."

"You are more frightened than I anticipated," Loki muttered, his eyes gazing over me in a calculating fashion.

I sighed, I had done what I could, my good deed of the year, if the imbecile wanted to ignore my warnings, he was more than welcome, "Do as you please, Loki, but know that from this point on, you walk towards your grave out of your own accord."

With that said, I walked out of the room, leaving a silent Loki behind.


Chapter 257: CHAPTER 246

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As I stepped into my office, having completed the mission I had set out myself to do, I was greeted by the image of the Ancient One, sitting on my desk, reading some papers with a trained gaze, before noticing my presence and waving at me, "Mr. Walker."

"Not that I mind, but why are you here?" I asked, walking towards the chair that laid in front of my desk before taking a seat.

"I was waiting for you," The Ancient One replied with a quizzical smile, as if it was obvious.

"But why?" I asked, moving my hand around a bit to emphasize.

"Earth it's almost within your hands," The Ancient One replied, tapping her fingers on my desk, "Italian, not bad, I prefer German made desks, they tend to last longer."

I chuckled, shaking my head ever so slightly, "While your choices about desks are certainly a topic I would like to discuss on a later date. I am currently quite interested in the other thing."

The Ancient One smiled, "I suppose we can always talk about desks in less challenging times. Now, about Earth, I am happy to inform, I have managed to deal with most of the minor organizations we had on the list, with most of them agreeing to 'bend the knee' so to speak."

Which meant, the big players of Earth were still a problem.

"How many organizations are left?" I asked.

"Eight," The Ancient One replied.

"Very well, that should be easy enough," I nodded, satisfied with the number, "For the remaining eight, I will grant you control of my golems, to speed things up."

The Ancient One sighed, pressing her index finger upon her lips, "You suggest I intimidate them, and should that not work, I force them, is that correct?"

I looked at her and nodded, "We talked about this, while not the path I ideally would've wanted to take, we have not much of a choice."

"I know," The Ancient One sighed, rubbing her temples. "How was your mission in Xandar anyway?'

"They rejected my offer," I replied, bringing both of my hands together, "So, I acted accordingly, by taking control of their government."

"I see," The Ancient One replied, seemingly unfazed by my answer.

I smiled, "I expected you to sound more disappointed."

"I have morals Mr. Walker, just like you, and like you, I don't let them blind me or moronically guide me, at least, not in the face of what we are about to face," The Ancient One replied, giving me a warm smile, "For the sake of the greater good, we all must make sacrifices, even if those sacrifices go against our very selves."

"Wise words," I replied.

"I'm not called the Ancient One just because I am old, Mr. Walker," The Ancient One winked.

I grinned, "But you are though."

"Mr. Walker, has nobody ever told you how rude it is to talk about a lady's age?" The Ancient One gasped, pretending to be emotionally hurt.

I rolled my eyes at her lackluster performance.

"Well now everyone's a critic," The Ancient One sighed, "Now that I think about it, need I remind you Mr. Walker, your girlfriend is a few hundred years older than me? I wonder what she might think if I told her you considered my age to be old, I reckon it would break her poor maiden heart."

I chuckled, before breaking into a fit of laughter, "Have you been taking improv classes?"

"Not really, your daughters mostly," The Ancient One chuckled, "And movies, I suppose, as the young ones nowadays say, they got me hooked."

"Fair enough," I nodded, standing up, before walking to the door. I had just remembered, I had something to do.

"Where are you going?" The Ancient One asked, confused as to why I was leaving my own office.

"I have an errand to run, and I intend to run it before I forget or something else gets my attention, and by get I mean demands my attention," I replied, before teleporting to the tombs of Asgard.

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Once I had found a spacious enough room in the tombs of Asgard, I started to work on creating a portal to Dormammu's dimension by carving runes on the floor with my index finger. My intentions were simple, creating a portal stable enough for at least two travels, and one that didn't allow the power hungry god from entering this dimension. What can I say? The last thing I wanted was fighting two evil entities at the same time.

Granted, for one all I needed was a shiny green rock. Aka, the time stone to defeat him, but still, even if defeating him was easy, I wanted to avoid any unnecessary altercations at least for now.

So, for the next few minutes, I focused on carving the runes required for the portal, while thinking how I would go about saving the Ancient's One soul, or the part of it, inside Dormammu's dimension.

"I guess I can steal Strange's strategy," I mused at the thought, imagining the fun I would have 'bargaining' with Dormammu, "I guess I will do that, sounds fun enough." I chuckled, carving the last rune.

Runes finally ready, I stood from the ground, giving work one last look, to verify everything was correct, which it was, so once having confirmed that, I activated the runes, and waited, as a portal opened in front of me to a dimension one could only describe as a meth addict's dream.

"I feel like I should get a drug test after this," I chuckled, at my own joke, while jumping into the portal, closing the same a few moments after. 

Now to find Dormammu, it shouldn't be hard.

"You…. came…." 

Well, that was easy.

"I… did…" I replied, imitating his tone as I turned around to face him. Finding the pleasant surprise he looked exactly like he looked in the Dr. Strange the movie.

[Dormammu - Destroyer of Worlds - LV 1994]

Stronger than Arishem, by quite a bit, interesting.

"What do you seek here, Alex," Dormammu growled, circling around me like a giant snake.

"Well, seeing as you are being quite a pleasant host at the moment, I suppose I can answer your question," I smiled, as he came to a full stop in front of me, "I wish to retrieve the Ancient One's soul, the part of it that you have, at least."

"I see," Dormammu replied, his tone short and cold, as he summoned what I was looking for in front of me, for the taking, "Take it, be gone then."

I blinked, well this was unexpected.

"I'll be honest with you," I chuckled, grabbing the Ancient One's soul, storing it within me for the time being, "I expected a fight or something."

"Do you really wish to fight me?" Dormammu asked, his eyes staring into mine in a challengly manner. 

I chuckled, my eyes going over to his level, [Dormammu - Destroyer of Worlds - LV 1994]

A level weaker than me.

Fighting him would offer me perspective, and besides… that power he had, was being wasted on him.

I smiled, my eyes still fixed on his level, while suddenly feeling somewhat hungry.


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