Flaxans[4]

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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[▪︎ Kendar, Flaxan Dimension▪︎]

The wind whistles lightly and raises some of the red sand. Up above, blood red sky, small patches of clouds flutter about with no aerial signs of life present in its vastness.

Fully nude, I gaze above and narrow my eyes at the distant stratosphere—trying to peer into space.

I'm standing on the desolate and sandy ground of the Kender—an oxygen-filled moon orbiting a gas giant a distance away from Flaxia.

In a few moments, I'm going to be bombarded by kinetic strikes powerful enough to sink a few continents on Earth.

Why am I doing this? Well, this is merely a test. A test to see how powerful my supposed [Invulnerability] is and if it's true what they say it is.

Worst case scenario, I use the full force of my [Psychokinesis] to block and portal out of here...

|Projectile Incoming. Brace yourself.|

Seraph informs into my ear and a slightly nervous smile draws on my face.

Here goes nothing.

<Boom!>

I look up as a massive blazing black rod pierces through the stratosphere and barrels down toward me. Within seconds, a bright light covers my figure and it hits.

<Boom!>

The slams me into the ground and sends me tunneling into its depths as with a loud reverberating rumbling sound, shockwaves spread all over the desert region.

I don't stop moving—the rod still pushing me—and continue my plunge into the depths of the earth, the underground surrounding rocks and stones crumbling as I move.

After a few minutes, the momentum of the rod and my body dies down and I crash face-first into a pool of molten magma.

"...This is fucking fantastic!... There's not even a single scratch, and the lava... feels like Jelly. Hahahaha..."

I bellow and laugh hysterically as I float inside the pool and examine my spotless and unblemished skin.

Nothing, there's absolutely no pain and apart from a slight tinge of warmth, the smoldering heat is nonexistent.

"Is this the power of a God?"

I mutter and chuckle playfully as I remember the origins of what I just said and leave the pool to hover above it.

But in this scenario, there's some truth to it.

Hmm, there's still one last test to do and with that, I can finally conclude this.

With a thought, a portal forms, and I fly through to appear above the place of impact. I gaze down.

Right below my feet, there's a long hole akin to the literal abyss with a country-wide crater stretching all over and filling the entirety of my vision—the one bright red sand now glass.

Pride and confidence swell up in me and I create a hand-sized portal and plunge my hand into it.

When I remove it, a small headpiece is tucked between my fingers and I take it and place it into my ear.

"Seraph."

I mutter as it activates with a hum.

|I'm here. I take it you want to commence the last phase?|

She asks calmly.

"Yes, use the Death cannon."

I command excitedly.

|Roger that. Wait a minute.|

She replies and the call cuts off.

The Death Cannon is the Xyrian's most powerful and prized weapon. It's basically a laser cannon, only this one is so powerful that it can even destroy a moon or even a dwarf planet.

The Destroyer Of Civilizations—they call it.

Without warning, time slows down to a crawl and I turn just in time to see a bright beam—the thickness of a house—almost reminiscent of a falling star.

I close my eyes as the beam hits me and everything turns white....

My ears ringing, I open my eyes and find myself floating in the void above the massive gas giant as humongous pieces of rocks all around me rain down on it like comets.

I can't help the stupid grin that draws on my face as I watch the country-sized pieces of blazing rocks bombard the surface of the gas giant and populate it with sky-high mushroom clouds, feeling no pain at all with no injuries.

This is it. Now, I don't have to worry about the full-powered attacks of elite Viltrumites or even the fabled Infinity Ray of Space Racer.

...I'm untouchable now. Man, I love this universe.

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[▪︎Training Facility, New Klaxia▪︎]

"... and one thousand."

I breathe, my body lying on a horizontal chair —glistening with sweat— as I remove my wet palms from the smooth surface above me.

Releasing soft puffs from my mouth, my muscles aching, I rise from the chair and let my feet touch the ground—allowing some sweat to paint its surface.

Looking around the tiled training room filled with unique pieces of training equipment, I slowly walk toward the mirror wall at the end of the room—leaving droplets of sweat on the floor at each step.

I arrive in front of its crystalline surface and look at my reflection.

My body has changed. My chest is broader and more defined, my arms—biceps—have increased from sixteen inches to eighteen with veins running along its length and my abs are now in a sculpted eight-pack.

My legs are thicker and my feet and leg muscles are more pronounced.

This is the result of two years of extensive training. Two years of exerting my muscles to make them fully in shape since I haven't done so for a very long time.

The regular serum-I—the one Brit used—gives only Invulnerability but it also allows the body to make full use of the muscles, meaning you can use the full power of your body.

This is why Brit is at least twice as strong as any regular human.

The variant I used also gives me [Super Strength] but it's more of a boost that anything at all.

Because of this plus the advantage of utilizing the full potential of my body, my lifting strength has tripled. A byproduct of a large advantage.

Well, it's time to go. This is my last training and also my last day in this dimension. Back on Earth, it's been six days and I've missed my girls.

...I've missed Vicky.

I sigh and shake my head to get rid of the thought and portal away into my chambers.

I immediately enter the bathroom, take a refreshing bath, dry myself and wear my superhero suit.

"Seraph, I'll leave everything in your hands. Make sure everything goes as planned and if there's any trouble with the subjects...you know what to do."

I instruct seriously, gazing at the waning star on the horizon and the city below as I create a portal at my side.

|Roger that. With the new transmission anchors and systems linking all of my copies, you'll know if something's up.|

She replies confidently.

I nod, take one last glance at the city and enter the portal.

I appear inside my penthouse, in the bedroom area, and smirk coyly when my eyes land on the bed.

On it, Holly is lying down with head raised, looking at me, and on her sides are ginger Queensguard whose luscious bodies are laid bare—peacefully asleep.

"Oh my love, how I've missed you."

Holly says, her voice silky and her brown eyes brimming with love as I approach her.

"Me too, Darling. But I can see you've had company."

I say playfully as our lips part with a trail of saliva.

"I remember your exact words being 'You should build a deeper connection with your Guards' or did I miss something?"

She licks her lips seductively and retorts, her eyes flashing with a mischievous glint.

"Hoh, is that so? Then I guess I should reward you for 'deepening the connection'."

I comment with a lustful smile as I kiss her ears and lightly slap the soft perky ass of the one near me, soliciting a muffled groan and making her ass bounce.

"Yeah, I deserve that. C'mon, don't waste time. I've been away from your touch for too long and I want to know how your new body feels like now."

She says lustfully—eyeing my body—and she gets up to pull my body on top of hers as my clothes disappear.

...Home sweet home, indeed.

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