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(Your POV.)

A small thing happened after I obtained the death stone from the former literal Death.

As I got to my throne/trophy room and sat on my throne, I start to gain all of the powers of beings that are dead, including the ones they've lost a long time ago or gained for a limited time.

Although, the most brilliant thing about the death stone is all the best thing about every dead being in every single multiverse.

Knowledge, not just any kind of knowledge but the knowledge about how they control their abilities along with very powerful weapons they had once or had seen before they died and so much information on so many people that would literally take a Millennium to study and figure out how to defeat anyone that's in my way.

Our power will be supreme.

Now, I think it's time to talk to all of...

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T̴̻̦̳̪͔̘͚̻̤̑͑̃͊̓́̌͜͠õ̶͇̭͍̖̒͌́̍̑̒̀̓̐͆̌͝ ̷̛̑̈̔̿̆̾̆̾̄̽͆̽̃͂̌͐̉̚ͅa̴̧̢̢̧̢̘̩̺͎̹̪̤̲̻̺̲̗̩̍͑͆̉̐̀̀͊͐̚ͅl̵̫̮͚̥̻̬͕̼̎̒́̿̉̄̇̀̒͛̅̈̾̈̏̅͐̊̕ͅl̷̢̻̰̻̞͚͒̍͛̍͌̈́͒̆́̔͐̑̒͒̂̐̔͜͜ ̸͙̤͗̈́̕͝͝t̷̨̨͉̦̯̥͓̲̤̩̞̩͉̮͑̿͂̈́̀̾̉͑͘͜h̵̨̢̢̥̦͙͍̳̲͇̜̝̖̰̪̃̒̎͒̓͆̓̔͗͛̋̄͐͋̉̀̈́͆̚͜ȩ̸̖͎̯̱͇̫͇̝͓̟͐̐̌̾̍̇̒̆̊̚ ̷̻͚͙͈͔̱̮̑̈̉̿́̆͊̓͆ỡ̵͓̜̠͇͙̫̿̐̎̽̎̆̃̉̄̓̚͜͜͜͝n̵̛̼̤̙̥̜͚͚̘̩̥͖̝̪̆̏̐̔́e̷̟̪͇͗̈́͂̍̈͝͠ş̴̧̠̼̟̖̪͊̓͐̐̅̍̊̑̉̕ ̶̧̣͙̣̳̦̼̫̘̱̦̼̹͂́̃̄͐̈́̾̔̆́̆́͛̂͋̾̌̍r̴̝͍͉͋̈́̔̿͛ë̴̢͖̰͍̳̞̤̩̞̭̗͈̪̖̠̻́͋́̈́͗͋̋̀̚͠ȁ̷̺͓͉̜͈̻̩͚͌̊̀̚̚d̷̡̼̜͍̘̳̭̗̬̻͓̲͚̣̪̏̉͒̀̄͑̄͛̏͌̋̂͝i̵̡̲̖͙̘͎͙͔͉̟̜͆̇̒͜ͅn̵̰̠͕͈̟͚͍̮͕̰̺̐͑͛̔̊́͒͝g̶͈̱̥͈̩̠̟̙̬̮̺̥͙̜̳̞̟̤̓̋̅̒̿̀̿̽̆͊͘̕ͅ ̵̧̡̡̛̛̰̯̱̜̞͕͙͉̮͔̞̰̙̞͋͐̏͂̒̈́̈́̍̈́̒̓̈́̈́̂̈́͋ţ̴̟͉̪̖̬̜̱̳̫͈̖̖̜̭̉̂̍̐͂̈́́̒͒͒̃̐̉̓̽̎̚ͅh̶̡̨̤̭̻͇̾́́́̇̾̅̇̚͝͠ĭ̴̡͉̬̫̩̳̯̮͈̣̻̟͐̓̌̏̃̋̀̃̀̈͊͌̈̾̽̚̚s̸̨͔̻̳̗̩͓̟͔̥̝̯̮͇̳͋ͅ ̵̧̛̺̟̞̦̖̣̼̫̺̗̼̠̯̾͐̀̂̓̎̿̉̈́̿̑̚͘͠t̷̲̰̀i̵̹̠̙̣͍͔̬͙͍̳͍̖̝̝̯̎̓̊́̎͗́͋̆͘͜͠͠͠m̷̡̛͙͍̅̂̆̉̎̇̈́̓̎̽̏͝͠e̴̡̧̪̖͔̫̮̗̜̻̹̝͓̗̖͂̅̈́͐̆̀̌̀͘̕ͅl̴̨̧̛̹̼̺͙̀͊́̉͘i̷̡̡̡̯̫̗̠͉͇̼̟̪̭͈̺̋̃̑̅͋͘̕͝n̵̺̺̣̼̏͊͐̇͛̄̽́͊̐̆̆́̽̋̊͛͜ͅe̶͖͈̘̣͉͓̅̑̃̃̏̄̅̂̔́̀͝'̷̢̨̖̯͇̩̹̪̼͙̭̩̼̬̬̜̯̭͜͠s̸̢̛͔̥̝̦̥̱̾͒̄͊̉͌̚͝ ̸͖̜͇̋̂̀́̽͐̑́͛̕͝s̸̢̡͓̻̭̉̾́͋̎͘t̷̖̭͔͙̖̖̟̠̗̫̼͊̐̃̀́̌͘͠͠͝o̸̢̝̟̱̯͖͈͍͔̤͎͛͂̈́͒̄̈́́̓̈́̕̕̚̚r̶̡̧̢̛͉̝̙̲͙̞͓̥̭̂͆̊́̐̅̈͋͐͒̈́̍̃̎̕̚ͅy̴̨͖̭̥̻̖͆̑̄̆̌̊̃̃ ̶̢̛͙͙̥̭̭̜͇͔̗̤̐̍̏͌͌͑̾̈́͆͒͐̈̀̓͜ͅt̷̨͖̣̦̬̮̰̰͋̌̂̄̕̚̚̕ͅḩ̷̧͉̘̩̼̜̭̗͖̳̜͖̻̭͎̻̘͂͗͑͆̽̒̃̈̈́̆́̓̊́̕͝a̴̡̬͎̙̗̱͆̐̆t̵̨̨̥̮̻͖͕͇̳͍͙̬̲̱̜̾̍̄̋̏̽̔̽̈́̚͘͝ ̸̛̺̮͎͙̆̄͒̿̓̾w̷̢̛͕̜̖̲̮̗̩͈̥̭̰̐̓͑͑͆͌̿͐̑̃̅̈̕͝͝i̸̢̡̼̥͙͖͔̖̞̹͇̥͖̫͚͐̏̒̄̈́̅̈́́͗͆̓͐̀́̀͜͜l̷̨̫͕̼͍̖̜̹̘͚͚͇̘̉͂̍̿̋͐͋ͅl̶̡̢̰͔̠͈͍̳͖̟̖̙̘͖̿͒̀͊̓̅͠ ̴͓̳̰͋̈́̇͒̾͑͌͑͑̄̾̒̈́̍̈͂͐́͝ȩ̴̛̙̘̝͈͓͉̺̘̠̝̊͒̾̉̑͆̋̓̆̇̾̀̐v̸̡̼͍̳̭̣͌͒̂̅́̔͛͆̈́͋͝ę̸̙̲͉̼̖͇̰̮̕n̷̛̩̦̙̙̮̦͔̱̦̹͖̙̻͚̺̣̦̈̏̋̑͌̋̕͜ͅţ̸̤̝̖͒̆̎͜u̴̱͕̲͉͒́̿̈́͌̂̍̽̿̎̽̄̊ǎ̷̭͓̻̬̑̄l̷̢̘̠̮̗̤̖̣̮̹͔̼̩͙̙͖̼̏́̑́̀̆̓͐̎̄̎͛̚͜l̸̫̃͗̓̔͋͗̂̌̑̒̓̓̕͝y̷̢̢̛̜͔̗̹̮͎̬̤̹̭̖̥̦̮͕̭̼͗̍̉̈́̄̈́̑̋͛̍̑͘̚ ̶̜̔̇̑̃͛̚͝ḯ̶̱̲̻͓̟͚̹͎̾̽͌̽̐̒̈̒͋̇̂̐̍̀̚͘͝n̷̥̻̉̋̒͛͊͋ͅt̷̰̼̮͓͈̭̲̞͔̝̙̣̼́̉̄͜͜ȩ̴̱̝͉͍̈͛̒̅̌̎̈́̊̋̓̈́́́̏͝r̵̛̛̹̙̭̠͚̘͋̃̐̓̾̌͐̀́̽̏͝͠ț̵̢̛̰̠̾̃̆͛̆̽̏̓̌͂̆̀͠͠w̴̨͎̞͕̘̣̗̦̭̦̙͓͎̰̄͜͠ͅi̴̡̨̡̛̥̱̫͎̳͓̰̱̒̌̎̀ņ̵͓̼̘͕͈̝͎̟͉̞̟̤̟̰̅͒͑̆̈́͜͜ͅę̵̡̲̜̤̭̲̮̹̩̘̩̦͍͚̱̺̿̂,̸̢̟͍̘̦̦̥̮͋͒̂̐͝ ̶͖̭̮̖̬͉̯͚̖̼͇͋̓̒́͆͌̆̔O̶̧͍̮͇̤̹̠̻̭̠͎͖̩̦͚͔̬̤͆̉͐̏͋̏͛̔͑̂͑̈́ù̷̩̮̥͇̣̠̖̒̇̓̀r̶͓̹̝̜̜͈͇̠̺͕̞̣̬̘̪̲̆̋̌͌̉̑̀͗̐̈́͐̊̏̉͌̄͑͒͘ ̴̨̛̙̭͎̞̏̌̒͑̆̍̿͋̌͂̊̐̕͠o̸͓͈͚͈̟̖͎͇̍̈́̅̔͌̿̚ͅņ̸̢̮̮̳̭̟͕͚̘̖̮̳̗̻̖̥̗̐̄̏̈́̅̔͛̅̋̕͜l̸̢̯̞̯͔̟̳̱͍͓̱͗̅y̴̙̘͚͕͍̗̺̦̹̳̘͈͇͚̠͚͈̮̎̈͝ͅ ̵͔̙͍͙̣̟͇̻̝͔͎͓̀̋̎̿̎̉͐̓̀̋̐͐͌͐́͝͝͝m̷̡̧̯͉̖̳̻͚͈̣͈͍̼͓̞̲̱̀̐̀́̇̓̔͒̅͜ǐ̶̢̭̻̳͙̠̘̹̱͉͕̓̇̉̓͑̄̃̃͋͗͘ͅs̸̨̨̡͓͖̱̱̣̹̝̖̦͐̂̈́̕͜͜͝ͅs̴͇̳̠̦͕͚͇͂̈́̈̾̆͑̊̀́̀͒̓̄̈́̔̕͝ì̶͕̫̗͙͓̣̀̂́̎͌̾͝ơ̵̫̹͍̜̖̝̻̖͔̪̞͈͒͆͋̃̈́̓̇̄͘̚̕n̸̛̯͆̊̔̒̑̾͆̽̈̒́̈́͝ͅ ̸̥̣̝̦̝̤̜̹͇̍̿̿͋͒̂̕ī̸̻̳͕̤̼́̑̎ͅś̷͖͔̬͊́̒͘ ̷̧̢̧̯̤̖̘͔̝̻͓̝̓̈́̍͛͌̉͑ͅṯ̵̡̡̗̻̖̞͚̽̃̄̄́o̵̝̹͛͂̈́̀̉̽̑̂͗̊̚͝ ̵̧͎̫̝̞͈̎͛̚ͅf̸̧̬̥͖̮̰̺͓͙̓̎̐̓͐͊̐̀̊̐̿̐̓̿̇ͅi̴͚͇̟̻̻̖͚̩̤̻̘͕̥͍̳͈̺͔͓̿n̷̫̿͂̇͛̌̒̌ḑ̸͔̫̘͖̼̃͆́̍̈́̅̈́̔̀͝͝ ̴̨̹͈̀̓ť̸̡̧̗̝̠̮͔̞͔͎̮̩͗̂̇̈́̉̓̈́̿̄̚͠ḩ̴̜̬̼̑ȩ̷̡̗͈̖̯͍̥̺̯͎̮̩̜̣̖̦͈̖̊̇̂͊̆̉̄͝͠ ̴̟͕̭̖̯̩͖̺͕͇̌̃͌͐͆͌͂̄̀̔ͅͅͅr̶̡͍͉̫̥̠̠̫̥͔̐͒͗̃͐͆̈́͑̇̊͌̂̎͑͘͝ͅę̵̢͉͙̟͇̟̻̠̱̱̬̊̍̽̂̽͊̔͆͛̇͆̅̿̚s̸͇̻̳̐̑͋̄̑̀̀̑͋̃̽̒͂͐̏͑̇͊t̴̯̪̭̤̜̹̥͕͕̜̯̲̱͔͈̰̯̐̌̇͋̂́̀͗̚̚ ̴̡̖̟̥̯͕̞̦͉̜̜̦͓̗̞̓̏͛o̶̡̨̳̹̙̤̜̥̼̦̠̯̬̗̩̰̲͗̾̽͛̍̓̈́̾͋̅̔̊̿͐̔f̶͙̼̭̙̲͍̳̻̎́ ̴̡͈̙̯͓̮̱̫͔͔̻͚̩̼̯̯̗̙͗͛͐͒̉̑͑̚ų̶̈̂̿̇s̵̛̠̞̏̾̿ ̶̯̫̜̠̬͉̯̭̠̄̅̔͆̐̊͊̒͗̄̿̕̕͘t̷̡͍͍̙̜̪̱̘͚̠̻̦̼̟̂̒̈̌̇̃͐͐͐͋̓̊̐͑͒̕͜͝͠ǒ̸̹̜̈̓͛́̽͝ ̸̧̨̧̧̢̭̤̩̩̹͖̜̲̹̝̝̱̲̩̎̄̎̍͒̀̊̊̈́̓̂͠͝r̸̡̛̲̫̙͎͍̰̣̦͌́̏̈́̈́̉͝e̵̢͓̺͈̯̙͖̘̙̖̰̪͈̳̱̤̜͌͜ͅg̵̢̛̠͙̃̈́̐͂͒͆̆̈̅͛̌̽̒͘͝ạ̸͉̰͔̞͍̿̇͆͊̈́͆͑͌̎̃̀͗̈́̔̃̅̆͑i̷̢͈̲̮̬̽͊̉̏̇̚͠n̸̠͈̼͍̯̦͈͙͊̂́͑̌͆́͝ ̸̢̧̫̙͚̟͇͚́̀̄̌̑̄͗̒̔͂͛̃͛̈́̎ͅȏ̸̧̧̧̥̣̤̝̮̬̝̟̪̇̋̃̒̽̒́̔͊́̀͝͝͝u̸̢̘̖̩̇̈́̈́̊̓͝͝r̵̪͗̀̋͋̏̈̆͂̔̔ ̴͓̣̠̥͕̱̻͕̿͑̔̏̆̃̀͛̓̈́͗̚̚͝g̶̹̋̿̎̈́̊͠͝͝l̴̖͕̑̐̐́̿̀̓̌̂̃͊͂́͊̕͘͝ơ̴̤̫̹̱͈̮̤̙̊̋͐̆̌̈́́́͆̀̽r̶̨̨̡̲̜͖̪͓͕͖͊͗̈́͑̐̏̔͆͌̄͠y̵̨̛͎̟̞̦̤̫̳̮͓̬̆̈̊̎̈́̄̿̊̽̅̎̏̌̋̚̕̕͠ ̸̖͍̳̝̙̰͚̯̯̗͉͒̀̓͐̂͂̎̿̕͜ͅä̷̡̡̡̡̧̛͙̱̖̪͍̠͔͍͎́̓̂͐̇̉̽̇̈́͛̕͝͠n̶̛͕̮͚̱̱̬̞̟͉̄̿̇̽̐̈́̒̽̐̾̓̔̕͜d̷̡̦̺̬͖͇͍̩̞̗̺̰̣̤̞̹̃́̋̓̂̽̏̒̒̈́͘ ̵̨̥̼̘̙͚̩͍͉̪̫̱͉̰̆̓̀̐̀͊̂͋̉̍̄̔̇̈́̈̕͜͜͝͠͝ͅį̸̧̧̧̰̥̻͈̼͇̱̺̙̈̂̌̌́́͋͋͗͋̎̅͛͠ͅņ̸̳̩̰̙̭̱̩̐̌͐̍͑f̸̝̳̠̭̙͔̮̯͕̞͓͕̜̼̼͎͓̤́̄̋̾͑̉́͆̀̊͂͆͘i̵̢͚̤̹͇͔̼͙̅̊͊̎͋̔ñ̶͍̘͍̱̤͔̮̙̎͠ì̸̧͍̼͚͍̻͓̦̜̝̥̤̮̱͔̗̺͓̦̉͋̀̎̀̌̓̍̑̌͘ț̷̙̱͇̠̹͔̻͉̻̼̻̰͍̼͇͑̇̃̅͛͆̎̚͘ȩ̸̡̨͈̝͎̩͕̝̝̺̥̩̫͎̲̪̤͊̆̎̌͋͐͌̈́́̇̈͊̓̊̏̍͝ ̶̢̨̙̱̝̬̼͔͖̣̤̙̤̳̲̫̘̾͊͑̉͗̐͐́̂̓̌̾̎͘̚ͅp̸̥̘̅̀̒̈̈̿͒̏̂̏͝͠ö̷̧̢̨͔͔̼̮̝̳́͊̈́͊̒̕ͅw̷̛̫͎̖̥͚̩̩͓̠̭̫̟̓̿͆͑̒͑̿͐̄̓͒̎͌́͝e̴͇͈͕̓̿͒͑̉̆̑̉̿̑̈́͂̽͝r̸͖̖̦̩̫̹̙̦̜͌̃̈́͆͑͋̃͂̈́̕ ̵̛̤̟͙͎͔̺͎̙̏̽̈́̄̀̊͛̓̄͑̑̕͘ơ̷̟̬̞̦̼̗̽̐̃͛̎̚͜͝v̸̧̧̰̪̟̲̬̖̠͚͚̀̿̆̊̓̕̚͜e̸͇̦͐͋͑̈́́̎̀͂͊͒̽̀̚̕͝͝ͅŕ̷̢̖̥̠̘̯̞͎̼̒́͒̽͊͘͜͝ͅ ̴̧̛̥̺̟̣̱̙͎̤̣͍̰̘̹̤̪͍̦̾̎̇͆̒͋̍̍͐̐͗͌͗a̶̛͔͉̦̝̫̫͒̉̂́̄̃̍͂̈́̀̒͒͘̕͝ͅl̴̢̢̨͍̱̙͖̫̟̮͚͓̗̻̜͓̲͂̉l̷̡̬̗͇̲̜̰̗̭̖͖̮͎͉̜̗͉̊͂̈͛͊̃͗͋̍͜͝.̶̡̦̭͕̖̼͇̰̙̙̯̞̣̖̖̪͒̊̀̍̓̓̄̚

I then learned that the strongest stones are both the chaos and death stones, however, I felt like I was still... incomplete.

I look to see Emerald and Mercury.

Me: "We need to find the other stones."

Emerald: "That's the reason why we came, sir."

Mercury: "Hank McCoy has found an infinity stone will more than interest you."

We... I teleport Hank in the room.

Hank: "You summoned me, sir?"

Ų̷̧̧̨̨̢̢̢̨̡̢̧̨̡̡̡̧̨̛̛̛̩̖͍̙̝̯̖͙̲̦̜̫̟̻͖̹̦̹̞̤̺͇̮̰̠͍͓̪̩͍̫̳͕͍̩̣̥̙̪̝͉̖̥͔͔̦̠͙̰̭̣̭̻̤̱͔̤̘̯̬̮͓͎̙͖͚̮̮̙͕͖̝̺̘̹͇̪͚͍̝̳̘̭̜͕͍̯̗̜̜̘̩̟͉̥̭̠̩̮͖̪̬̳͎͍̯̦͕̖̖̜̜̙͔̣͚̫̹͔̯͍̱͙̩̱̯̥̘̜̦̟̦͉̥͍̖͇͖͛͋̆̊͛͗̔͐̀͑̐́̓̀̅̀̐̇̇͑̓̂̆͐̋͊̐̈́̈͌͗̈́̃̓̎͌̆͆̿̽̂̀̊̉̓̃̈̀̎̊̑̍̉̑̈͑̒̊̇̓̅͑̔̄̐̌̐̉̾̓̓͌̇́̏͑͋̽̀̾̀͂͂͐̓̈́̄̒̑̄͊͂̄̎͐̔́̊̄͛̎̔̋̓̉̂̽̈̊̃́͊̓̒̅̀̂͌̈́̆́̆̒́̌̌́͑́̋̐̈́̇̾͒̏͒̂̈̄̍́̅̌̋̈́̅̒͘͘̚̕͘̕͘͘̚͘͠͝͝͝͝͠͝͝͝͝͝͝͠ͅͅͅͅș̸̡̧̢̢̨̡̡̨̢̨̧̨̧̨̛̗̯̳̬̬̘͕̲͈͈̬̼̲̝͓̹̱̙̲̼̣̮̰̥̫̳̱͉̜̱̪̥̥͙̯̥̮͚̳̦̤̻͚̥̮̳̯͖͎̜̞̩͚̬̝̹̉̃͐̈̆̏̊̔̐̃̀̆͋̌͂́̌́̆̊̎̌͛̅͋̈͆́̌̂͌͆̈̽̒̀́̆̈́̏̓̿̈́̓̑̃͛́͌̽̓̊̃͐́̋̀̉̎̾̈͋͛͐̐̏͑̉̏͐́̋̑̽̈́́͋̾̈́̅͋͛̉̓̀̏͐̿́͐͋̔̔̕̚͘̕̚̕͝͝͠͝ͅͅ: "You have something to tell us?"

Hank: "Yes sir."

Ų̷̧̧̨̨̢̢̢̨̡̢̧̨̡̡̡̧̨̛̛̛̩̖͍̙̝̯̖͙̲̦̜̫̟̻͖̹̦̹̞̤̺͇̮̰̠͍͓̪̩͍̫̳͕͍̩̣̥̙̪̝͉̖̥͔͔̦̠͙̰̭̣̭̻̤̱͔̤̘̯̬̮͓͎̙͖͚̮̮̙͕͖̝̺̘̹͇̪͚͍̝̳̘̭̜͕͍̯̗̜̜̘̩̟͉̥̭̠̩̮͖̪̬̳͎͍̯̦͕̖̖̜̜̙͔̣͚̫̹͔̯͍̱͙̩̱̯̥̘̜̦̟̦͉̥͍̖͇͖͛͋̆̊͛͗̔͐̀͑̐́̓̀̅̀̐̇̇͑̓̂̆͐̋͊̐̈́̈͌͗̈́̃̓̎͌̆͆̿̽̂̀̊̉̓̃̈̀̎̊̑̍̉̑̈͑̒̊̇̓̅͑̔̄̐̌̐̉̾̓̓͌̇́̏͑͋̽̀̾̀͂͂͐̓̈́̄̒̑̄͊͂̄̎͐̔́̊̄͛̎̔̋̓̉̂̽̈̊̃́͊̓̒̅̀̂͌̈́̆́̆̒́̌̌́͑́̋̐̈́̇̾͒̏͒̂̈̄̍́̅̌̋̈́̅̒͘͘̚̕͘̕͘͘̚͘͠͝͝͝͝͠͝͝͝͝͝͝͠ͅͅͅͅș̸̡̧̢̢̨̡̡̨̢̨̧̨̧̨̛̗̯̳̬̬̘͕̲͈͈̬̼̲̝͓̹̱̙̲̼̣̮̰̥̫̳̱͉̜̱̪̥̥͙̯̥̮͚̳̦̤̻͚̥̮̳̯͖͎̜̞̩͚̬̝̹̉̃͐̈̆̏̊̔̐̃̀̆͋̌͂́̌́̆̊̎̌͛̅͋̈͆́̌̂͌͆̈̽̒̀́̆̈́̏̓̿̈́̓̑̃͛́͌̽̓̊̃͐́̋̀̉̎̾̈͋͛͐̐̏͑̉̏͐́̋̑̽̈́́͋̾̈́̅͋͛̉̓̀̏͐̿́͐͋̔̔̕̚͘̕̚̕͝͝͠͝ͅͅ: "We need to find the infinity stones and use them to claim our true power."

I then notice Emerald and Mercury look at each other confused and back at me.

Emerald: "Mercury and I do not understand, sir."

Mercury: "You're the only one who that can use the stones. You told all of us that, remember?"

I slightly blink in surprise and confusion myself but continued to keep calm.

Me: "Hank, I heard you found an infinity stone?"

Hank: "Actually, I found two. Evolution and Genesis."

Me: "Where are they?"

Hank McCoy: "They're right behind you."

I teleport beside my soldiers as a man on a chair appears.

Me: "I believe you have the infinity stones of Evolution and Genesis?"

??????: "Is that what they are?"

He smirks, as I apathetically look at both of the arms of his throne, seeing both the evolution & genesis stones.

Since I have the chaos and death stones, I read the mind and the spirits of his counterparts, it wasn't surprising that he was a human known as Bruce Thomas Wayne.

????: "I am Batman, the god of knowledge."

Me: "I know who you are... who you truly are, Bruce."

Bruce looks at me, slightly surprised and startled that I know his secret identity.

Bruce: "You know my secret identity?"

Me: "Yes... and why you're trying to use the Evolution and Genesis stones."

Bruce: "You're a telepath."

The stones start to glow but Bruce didn't notice this.

Me: "Why yes... and you haven't been paying attention in class."

Bruce then looks at me in disconcertment as I pause time again and walk to his throne.

I use the chaos and death stones to pause time without no one knowing.

Not even the so-called 'god of knowledge' knows what's going on.

I take both the Evolution & Genesis infinity stones and put them on my gauntlet.

I teleported back to where I was, unfroze time and use the chaos stone to destroy Bruce's throne.

Bruce: "What? How?!"

I put my hand out and used the death stone to rapidly age him to dust and kill him.

I then gain an idea and use the genesis stone to turn the dust into a kind of... body.

One that has no face, hair or anything to say its gender.

I start to look for the perfect being that is suitable for the lifeless and soulless... body.

I then sensed a powerful being that died, awoke itself in an empty universe and transferred it in the body.

The body then starts to alter.

A face slowly starts to take shape on the body as hair grows on the top of the head instantly and clothing quickly starts to appear on it... him.

It looked perfect... except... it had one flaw.

A major flaw.

On the head of the... body, it started to gain tiny but very worrisome red patches.

The kind that looks like skin burn with a bit of blood dripping down.

The face finally takes shape with his patches turning into big marks and big burns as the body stands up.

????: "Well, that wasn't fun."

The being looked at me an apathetic smirk-like grin that's pretty off-putting.

Me: "Who are you?"

????: "I'm Lucifer."

Me: "I see. I apologise but all celestial beings look the same to me. Why does your new body look damaged?"

Lucifer: "Yes. Um... the fake suit is wearing a bit thin, I'm afraid. It can't contain me forever."

I looked in his memories, finding out about demons, angels, monsters, vessels and so much more.

Although, Lucifer looks at closely and smirks... like he knows I'm trying to make my move and thinks it will fail.

Lucifer: "Ya hesitate?"

I look at Lucifer, not saying a response.

Lucifer: "This isn't going to be one of those 'make my day' moments, is it?"

I still look at Lucifer as he only looks at me with apathy.

Lucifer: "Okay."

He puts his shoulders back as the iris in his eyes turn red and shadows of angel wings appear behind him.

Lucifer: "Buh-bye."

Scientist: "NO!"

I look to where the scream was heard and saw one of the scientists & read her mind.

One of my soldiers grabs a gun thinking it's a weapon to harm Lucifer but it was actually a transporter to the dimension of the war stone.

The soldier shoots lucifer thinking it would harm or kill him but it instead transports Lucifer into that dimension.

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(Lucifer's POV, after the events of tragedy can make you good, Remnant-earth 6721, February 4th 2025.)

As that human shot me, it sent me to what I guess is earth.

Although 'dad's creation' looked more tainted then it should be.

No matter, once I find a new suitable vessel for me.

It will prove to be more than difficult, I got on the floor start to cough and wheeze until a human helps me up.

????: "Are you okay?"

I look to see the human and gain a plan of finding a new vessel that'll contain me.

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(Your POV.)

It was quiet.

There was nothing disturbing this peace, not even the minor difficulty.

I was meditating with the use of the Soul Stone with my soul out of my body.

All was peaceful... until I start to sense something... no, someone upsetting the balance of the omniverse.

As I look into this being, I then see there's more then one thing helping the being.

Me: "What are you all?"

I was doing my best to find out about it... although, after I found out about everything about, what and who I have discovered shocked me.

I reentered my body, got up, asked Stevia so she can look after the kids, then telepathically called everyone and rushed to the facility.

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(Leahcim's home, no one's POV.)

As Leahcim was sleeping, he keeps tossing and turning... in fear.

He wakes up suddenly, panting heavily.

Leahcim goes off to the bathroom, turns on the taps and splashes some water on his face.

Leahcim's left-hand starts to shake and a tear falls down his right eye, remembering the memory that has been scaring him as he closes his eyes in worthlessness.

Flashback Ego: "You're not my son! You're just a being who is weak, pathetic with emotions and the worst thing about you... is that you're expendable. So expendable that anyone and everyone will sell you out!"

Leahcim opens his eyes as he hears his phone ringing, takes a deep breath, picks up the phone seeing it was Rick and picks it up.

Leahcim: "Hey Rick."

Rick: "Yo ding-dong, gauntlet boy needs to talk to everyone about something."

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