Chapitre 71: 71
Important, read please: Someone raised a view and it was valid, my MC has no real social connection, this mainly due to the writer having none (No joke) so am finding it hard to write it or even find a way to include it, does anyone know any novels that show it well so I can try learn? I have 5 chapters stored, I will use them and then stop until I can get a grasp on it as I want to give you guys a good read and become better as an author as well.
I smirk, well should I try that in our universe.
"Lilly, you should start getting information from the rings I made, it is from the Nova Corp World Mind."
Oh, I gave myself an idea, not for this world, I could try to be a hero in another, or an Anti-hero, they are more fun …
Ciar had gone back to our universe, so I guess things were sorted out, I was in no way curious about that one, I at least knew not to get between women.
I did look for myself in this world, I was normal, I went with my parents to the Alps, and died with them as well.
I chuckle as I see Doom has secured his country's borders already, during his free time he is studying his mother's magic tomes.
I wonder how long till he connects with Selene, she could help his gap in knowledge massively, I see she is in New York, it has taken her no time at all to beguile the funds needed to start up the Club, I find it funny she gets most of them from Obi, Tony Starks 'Uncle'.
Oh, this is not expected, Sue and Frankie are still working at Doom's, since he never used his money for the experiment the company is still in his. They do not really seem to be into the hero thing.
Reed is still in his lab, Ben is the only one outside, and Shield jumps to rope him in.
Emma is suddenly doing amazingly in school, and has decided on … oh wow, business studies and sex therapy? Well actually, that's not a bad combo.
James gathered his tribe, showing his power and telling them more like he would appear, if they wanted the blessings of the being that gave him this power and prophesy they needed to locate and defend them.
I chuckle, not a bad idea. Maybe I should try this again.
I head to Africa, drought here is common, as is death. I scan the lands until I find who I am looking for, I link to Storm in my universe. "I am about to grant you godhood in a world where you were born without powers, would you mind sending me something to give her to allow her to use them correctly? "Of course, is the child in the world you went in with Lady Widow?" as she speaks I receive the information, "Yes, where were not mutants here so I am creating them, I think you in every universe are well suited to being my Goddess.", "Yes, very nice. Thank you." she broke the link and I want to laugh.
I continue my journey, the dust in the air clinging to my skin as I traverse through the savannah grasslands. The sun beats down mercilessly, a merciless god presiding over the barren landscape. It is an unyielding furnace, leaving behind a trail of scorned earth and desolate spirits. But as I walk and my emotions feel the death and desperation, the storm follows me, a wrathful deity lashing out against the relentless heat. It is my harbinger, and like the legendary storm gods of old, it heralds change.
The African village appears on the horizon, its clay huts shimmering under the brutal sun. The villagers are gathered in a dusty clearing, their frail bodies etched with resignation and despair. They look upon me as I approach, their eyes wide with fear and anticipation. It seems they believe their time has come.
Yet as I near them, the storm's fury intensifies. The wind howls through the sparse trees, thunder rolls across the sky like a drumbeat to war, and lightning illuminates the impending darkness like a divine crack in reality. Their fear morphs into awe as they observe this spectacle, their minds weaving tales of gods and monsters.
As I immerse myself in their midst, I channel Storm's essence into one among them, a girl named Ororo. She seems no more than sixteen winters old but carries an agelessness in her eyes that speaks of wisdom beyond her years. There's a spark there too, raw potential ready to be ignited.
In this universe previously devoid of mutants, Ororo becomes one of my chosen vessels, an embodiment of resplendence amidst despair. As I invest her with Storm's powers in this parallel reality, she convulses with the sheer force of it all before standing tall once again.
A magnificent aura surrounds her now, an otherworldly beauty that fills me with vicarious pride. Thunder echoes from where she stands, lightning dances around her fingertips, and the once oppressive heatwave seems to ebb away, replaced by a cool and soothing gust of wind. She is a goddess. Storm incarnate.
The villagers drop to their knees, awe-struck, their worshipful gazes fixated on Ororo. Their fear has been replaced with reverence, and they find hope in their newfound goddess, a beacon in this harsh world where rain has begun to fall.
This is her genesis story, the birth of a new deity. As I look at my handiwork, a satisfied grin breaks on my face. Maybe I should attempt this again.
As the rain falls lightly around her she turns to me and kneels, I smile warmly as I speak in her native tongue, "Be as free as the weather you control, my Goddess of the Storm."
Her eyes grow wide for a moment in disbelief as she realizes she is not only filled with the power of the Storm, but seemingly unlimited physical power.
I smile and vanish back home, feeling really chuffed with myself. I am actually curious about the path she will take.
A few days later I hear a prayer from Crystal from the Inhumans, she is talking about how no one takes her seriously, only her sister seems to understand and if they would only listen for a moment … I have a thought.
I am the God of all Awakened, and eventually below me I will assign gods of various types of awakened.
Crystal is actually already very powerful, he might not realize it but she has complete elemental control, that is one hell of a starting point.
Tapping the chair I am trying to see if this path would help my people, the little I know about her she is not really a leader type, and when it comes down to it I would rather have a leader type, Godhood grants over enough power, in addition the physical upgrades and the boost to any natural powers.
Wait a sec, I might know why there is so much resistance, I cast my gaze to Black Bolt and focus on him, urgh I am an idiot, he is a Skrull, no wonder.
'Crystal, the reason for so much resistance is that your brother-in-law is not and Inhuman, you should be able to see the flow of all elements and how their energies interact with beings if you try hard enough, take you time, learn to focus and see for yourself. Your sister is the one you can trust, but she will not be easy to convince.'
I do not await a response, I am annoyed with myself that I never noticed so order OA to let me know mentally if disguised races are about me.
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