The Multiverse[1]

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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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[▪︎Universe Fourteen, Earth▪︎]

<Boom! Boom!>

The wind whistles around me as the numerous advanced skyscrapers around me, shimmer white in the golden light streaming from above.

Ahead of me, three thousand meters away, the tallest tower in this city—blazing silver—rises and overlooks the whole city like a mountain.

<Bang! Bang!...>

Just above it, Invincible or Mark Grayson who is suited up in a charismatic piece of Viltrumite white ankle-length robe bedizened with the distinctive Viltrumite symbol, is busily engaging a host of attackers in the blue sky.

His attackers are Male and Female Viltrumites donned in their robe-like white uniforms on their hard faces are looks of resolve as they battle against Mark and his squad of flying robots fiercely.

Their battle rages across the futuristic city. Destroying and toppling numerous buildings, edifices, streets, and landmarks as they swim through the air, soliciting screams of terror and anguish from the pedestrians and citizens below.

Despite Mark's army outnumbering the Viltrumite team ten to one, the superior power in the hands of the serious Viltrumites is more than enough to even the score, making Mark restless even though more Robots are coming towards them from all corners of the city.

...So this is the last of the sixteen alternate dimensions with evil Invincibles posing as Emperors.

Sigh, I guess at least one of them has to be a disappointment...

Shaking my head, I snap my fingers and beside me—in the air—fifteen portals pop up instantly, swirling purple as they enlarge into human-sized dimensions.

From within, fifteen tall burly figures emerge, their bodies exuding untamed power as they calmly float in the air beside me on my left and right side.

They are all wearing black skin-tight full-body power suits that cover every inch of their dangerous bodies, defining it so much that upon close inspection, one can even see the multitude of veins creeping all over their arms and legs.

Their faces aren't visible but are being covered by a black mask that seems to assimilate to their skin with only their blue bright but dead eyes only visible.

Together with their eyes, their black wavy hair jutting out of their small heads are the only things that can be seen on them.

...The [Revincibles]. My very own 'Invincible' squad...

"Leave the other Invincible...you know what to do with the rest."

I order softly with a smile on my face, watching Invincible crash into his own tower with a resounding boom like a speeding comet.

The next instant, all of them nod and then fly towards the tower at speeds that make every piece of glass below in the city break into pieces, attracting the attention of the Viltrumite army hovering uninjured in front of the crumbling skyscraper.

Seeing them, cold frowns crawl onto the faces of every one of them and immediately they all spring into action, diving towards the black-uniformed squad of fifteen.

<Bang! Bang! Bang!>

Blows, kicks, and grapples usher forth as they clash powerfully, each attack creating strong shockwaves that ripple across the landscape of the city, increasing the chaos and destruction as cries and smoke fill the air.

I watch coldheartedly and unsurprised as my men in black start ripping spleens, heads, eyes, guts, and many more from the small army of Viltrumites, easily decimating them.

From my position, I can see fear, unknown and blinding fear grips their hearts as despite what they do to my team—no matter how many earth-shattering punches they throw—nothing of significance happens to them.

<Boom!>

The central tower crumbles to the ground with destructive impact as with their faces marred with terror and shock, the remaining Viltrumites take it to the sky, intent on escaping.

But with unrelenting force and effort, they chase after the escaping Viltrumites and in no time, shred them to pieces.

Their blood coats their black visages as the guts and pieces of their fallen enemies spill down from the sky like rain, painting a bloody and dark picture to those watching.

Turning my head back to the vicinity of the tower, I smile and glide towards it as an injured and bloody Mark Grayson kneeling among his tower's rubble, holding his dislocated left arm, stares at the hovering team above with eyes wide open in shock.

"W-Who are you...?"

He stammers, his eyes on me, as I land right in front of him while my team above also descend behind me in practice formation.

I ignore his question and turn my head to look at the crumbling buildings sheltering the carcasses of many people underneath them, the broken streets littered with burning vehicles and lifeless bodies, and our immediate surroundings sprawling with large pieces of concrete with huge amounts of dust slithering towards the sky.

"What's your name?"

I turn my eyes back to him after looking at my fill and ask calmly, a charming smile adorning my face.

He gulps down his saliva and then glances at the people behind me from the corner of his eyes.

He jerks back in fear as they lock their emotionless eyes with his and with trembling fingers, he looks back at me.

"My name is Mark Grayson, the Viltrumite Emperor. I don't know who you are but I thank you for your help. I can only imagine what the rebels would've done to me if you didn't come to my aid."

He shakes his head and sighs grimly, struggling in pain as he stands to his feet.

"...Can you tell me your name? I'm sure my Empire would like to know the names of the ones who saved their beloved Emperor."

He ends with a nervous smile as he pops his arm back to its socket and then stretches it out for a shake.

"....Dead men don't need to know names, you agree don't you?"

I tilt my head and ask causally as I shake his hand.

"Huh? What is t——bleurgh!"

He isn't able to finish his statement before he suddenly coughs up blood and collapses onto the ground, a pool of blood forming as red liquid streams down from his facial orifices.

"Start working."

I snap my fingers again, creating five portals beside us as one of my henchmen wordlessly picks up Invincible's blood-stained body.

The portals, upon swirling to their required sizes spit out stacks of four-meter-tall bluish-black cubes that immediately restructure into a large swarm of drones and sophisticated machinery, all shining black as sunlight reflects off their nanoparticle surfaces.

Nodding, the one holding Invincible's body walks into one of the portals and disappears while the rest immediately take off into the sky together with the drones and droids.

Ascending into the sky, a smile draws on my face as I watch the robots and henchmen do their jobs—quelling rebels, helping and healing people, fixing the city, and doing all the things necessary to ensure my unrestricted reign of this place.

...Another Earth falls into my hands yet again, this shit is getting too easy...