33 Year 2000, Part 2 (Last).

"So the hard part about imagining new faces has to do with the overreliance that the human brain has on drawing parallels. Meaning, your brain is lazy and prefers to match features from previous faces than to create new ones."- I tell the Padawan.

"Jean if you want I could imagine a new face for you. Father didn't add that limitation when he made me."- Seraph chimed from my back.

"Thank you, Seraph. But I think I want to learn how to do it."- Jean answered Seraph with a thankful smile.

"Like in most problems, there's a trick to it, for example, you could imagine a 2-dimensional drawing and then try to build it into a 3-dimensional face by adding detail after detail until you end up with a brand new face. Yet, in this case, the easiest solution would be if I give you a 2D template and you render it into reality."- Like so I sent her an image of Agent 47.

I mean... I still don't want to have this soul around my firebird, but Spark and Phoenix are right. Jean is too soft, I love her the way she is but it's dangerous, as it has been recently proven.

Jean rapidly blinked after reviewing the portrait and then asked:

"Where did you get this face?"- I felt her curiosity with a dab of suspicion.

"A video game. It's a playable character, Agent 47."

"... I still don't like this."

"My lady, if your reservations are born from the immorality of my 'birth', it might help to know that not even Aragorn could bring Xavier back."- The A47 look-alike said, trying to help his owner in her plight.

"He could travel back in time and undo this... but I don't think we will get out of our punishment."- A47 tried to alleviate Jean's worries.

"You won't. He needs a name, so get to it."- Senior Sister won't allow it.

"You think of a name and I will work with him in settling his physical reflection of self."- Jean said.

If she says so... I have a whole list. Should I go the spy route? With Ethan Hunt, Jason Bourne, Jack Ryan, Sterling Archer, Harry Hart, or a classic like James Bond. Sadly some of these characters are known in this universe, as evidenced by the bunch of sexist films of James Bonds I found.

I could go the butler way, that's an option, Alfred Pennyworth, Sebastian Michaelis, Lurch, Geoffrey Butler, Benson DuBois, or the simpler option Jeeves. There are so many choices! 

"We are done."- Jean said and Voilà! Agent 47 was brought to life. I'll have her dress him like Agent 47. You can't go wrong with a red tie.

"Father, he looks exactly like him!"- I do have the game in the arcade room, so Seraph and a few of the girls have played it.

"Good! You shall be named Harry Hart. Spark will build up your new identity... eventually."- It's good that the use of the internet and PCs is spreading faster since I don't want to build a paper trail again.

"Where's the name coming from?"- Jean.

"An agent that is the epitome of a gentleman. There's also Larch Vexaries or Alex Shivercar if you want an original name, these are anagrams of Charles Xavier, or you could do something else, I don't know, like... Maxwell Veedersen."

"What do you think?"- Jean asked her servant.

"I'll take Harry Hart. It's a good match to my combat skills and professional personality Aragorn imparted."- Harry Hart responded.

"Combat skills?"- Jean asked me.

"Harry, inform your lady of your power package and skills."- I had some liberties while I made him.

"My lady, aside from the previously displayed shapeshifting and the inherited psionic qualities, I come with superhuman reflexes, physique, and biological senses. I currently don't have the muscle memory or instinctual response but I have different arts of CQC mastered."- I don't do CQC—I'm a caster—but I do have the skills—that I imparted to his mind.

"Managerial education, economics, and hospitality management are part of my current studies. Lastly, Aragorn added umbrakinesis."

'Why does he call you by your name?'

'I made it that way.'

'Why?'

'Use your soul sight.'- She did so and then asked:

'What of it? It's Xavier's soul.'

'That's my problem. I refuse to acknowledge him as anything else other than your tool until Harry Hart overrides Xavier. I expect from him the same amount of respect you expect from a stone on the side of the road.'

It'd make my skin crawl if I had to hear 'Mr. Abner' from his mouth. Maybe this is a bit hypocritical of me, but it would feel like if you maliciously harmed a dog and then this one came to your feet wiggling its tail, asking for more. Ugh! Disgusting! 

Let it be clear that I would never harm a dog, but my point stands.

"Umbrakinesis? Like Bucky?"- Padawan asked.

"No. James' affinity is born of the concept of 'shadows', he can do umbrakinesis but that's not the limit of his skillset. For example, with enough mastery of shadow magic, you can cast a veil of 'shadows' over someone's perception so that even if you walk right in front of them they would not sense you. Umbrakinesis is the manipulation of the absence of light and the corresponding connection to the 'Umbra'. For example:"

I raise a hand and I make shadow binds grow from their shadows. In my case, I use energy manipulation and my eyes to emulate umbrakinesis by pulling energy from the shadow dimension and manipulating it.

I make my shadow swallow me and then I appear next to Jean. I moved using the shadow dimension as the medium.

"As you can see, it only revolves around what can be considered actual shadows, not the more esoteric meanings of shadows, as James' affinity does."- At the moment James can only do umbrakinesis, but that's beside the point of the difference in potential.

"Why? Weren't his previous powers enough?"- She tilted her head in confusion.

"It's for diversity related to your protection, for example, what if... *Snap* I scramble the psionic energy effectively sealing your psionic powers, what if I was a robot so your life-harming breath doesn't work on me, what if I also was strong enough to overcome the superhuman physique you inherited from me, you haven't mastered the fire body you got from your last evolution so you also can't go intangible, what would you do?"- I walked towards her and wrapped my hands around her delicate, to my standards, neck.

'When the time is right, do what you must to protect your lady.'- I sent Harry.

'I don't need you to tell me so. You made me fiercely loyal to my lady.'- Yes... Yes, I did, I won't allow traitors again to live as they please.

"How are you gonna escape? How are you gonna kill me?"- I tighten my hold around her neck.

She doesn't fight me because she knows I'm stronger... and because she knows I would never hurt her like this.

"Harry, please."- As soon as she asks, her shadow grows from her feet up to her head until it looks like I'm holding a shadow-shaped Jean, and then she is swallowed only to appear next to her servant.

"I see... What is his mutant level?"- She understood how life-saving and useful this power could be.

"It's a grow type power, currently at what I consider High-Delta, maybe Low-Beta, but I capped it at almost Omega."

"With examples, please."- I can't blame her, it's my 'personal' scale so not many use it.

"Cyclops, Rogue, and Colossus, as they call themselves, are Beta-Level mutants, Xavier was Alpha, and you are Omega at the moment, you should go beyond Omega once you master your powers."- Seraph explained on my behalf.

She also inherited some of me when she first evolved, then you add the phoenix DNA Senior Sister got her... she should be a monster after the training is over.

"Anne Marie is only Beta?"- Jean asks us.

"At the moment? Yes. But her powers are tricky, once she learns control and she feeds appropriately she could reach Omega or go beyond that."- I nod in confirmation to Seraph's answer.

I don't know if her soul would bear it, but the potential is there.

"Okay, that makes more sense."- She agrees.

"By the way, Jean. Did you not feel your kidnappers' minds before they ambushed you?"- She flinched when I reminded her of the event.

"... No. They were wearing psionic blockers so their minds were hermetic."

"*Tsk Tsk Tsk* Idiot girl. Can you feel my mind?"- I need to scold her a little about this.

"Ehmmm yes."

"What about now?"- I shield my mind making it hermetic.

"No."

"Alright, and how can you tell where I am?"

"I see you."

"And if I go invisible?"- I did as I said by bending light around me.

"... I can't find your mind."

"Now try to feel the psions in the room. As you know, psions are affected by thoughts, telepaths read and manipulate these thoughts through the psions, and telekinetics control these psions to move matter. You are both and more, you should be able to feel the position of the psions of this room."

She concentrates for a few seconds and then she confirms by nodding. 

"I can, but I can't feel them individually, it's more like a cloud, sort of blurry."- She adds.

"That's fine, that will get better with practice. Now, where am I?"

"I still can't se- Oh! I found you!"- She points in my direction.

"Good, an absence or disturbance in the psions due to a shielded mind can easily be spotted. But, what if there's a psion scrambler in the room? *Snap*"- Now the cloudy sight should be unreadable.

"I can't see."

"There are a few options to this problem. You could forcefully reorder the erratic psions in the room."- She tries to do so.

"It's... difficult. Maybe with enough time and practice, I could do it."- She furrows her brows.

"The other option is flooding the room with your psions, the ones within your mind, and controlling those to locate the vacancy that my shielded mind leaves behind."- She started to push psion into the room and the previously erratic ones were flushed out.

"I found you again."- She turns to look in my direction.

"Downsides?"- I ask.

"... It's tiring."

"Exactly, instead of flooding the room, try to send a pulse, like echolocation."- She does as instructed.

"It's better. The 'image' is blurry, better nonetheless."- She says looking at my new location.

"Because your powers were sealed during their blossoming years I had to teach you brute control first, delicate control is more difficult but we shall start on that. If you had been passively scanning like you are now, you wouldn't have been so easily ambushed. There's also another way of doing this by manipulating psionic energy instead of psions."- She nodded.

After explaining to her a few exercises she should try, I left for the witch team. Seraph decided to stay and help Jean and Harry. 

I need to go fix Wanda's horn problem and to 'Fluffy-fy' Agatha, Mindee, and possibly Ms. Carter. But first I should make a pit stop at the terrace.

I floated to the room where I found the couple of the romantic story of the century.

"Hey, Mr. and Mrs. Rogers."- I waved at them and joked a little about their non-marital status.

"Hello, Mr. Abner. I see you are done with the girl and... her servant."- Ms. Carter flinched at the thought of Harry.

"His name is now Harry Hart. And yes, we are done. I wanted to ask you, Have you decided? About the magical beast of your preference?"

"Regarding the evolution process?"

"Yes."

"Can't she be de-aged without the rest of the additional bits?"- Rogers asked.

"Yes, but you won't be able to mate. You would kill her."- This brought surprise, shame, and concern to them, all adorned by a tiny minuscule blush on her face and an uncomfortable expression on Rogers. The difference between a spy and a soldier.

"What do you mean, Mr. Abner?"- Ms. Carter asked with a forcefully leveled voice. Years of practice would do that to you, were it not for my empathic sense I wouldn't pick anything meaningful from her.

"The act of ejaculation can't be controlled, you can last longer, or less, climax harder or not, you can edge around it, and all of the other acrobatics that involve male orgasms. But you are not 100% in control of the ejaculation itself. It's something your body does."- I do have control over it, but I am me. 

"What do you think his body would do when he climaxes?"- I guess these guys have been keeping it PG-13 so far, otherwise they would know what I'm talking about. Lucky them, otherwise they would be very traumatized.

"You don't mean..."- Rogers connected the dots with a terrified expression.

"Yes, I do. Your body would enhance your muscles and your sperm with that magnificent energy you now wield. Two things would happen after, you'll cut her womb like a jet of water cuts iron, and you'll poison her with your sperm."- His energy can't safely enhance people, James tested it, and said energy is poisonous if released inside a human.

"That is not considering the fact that Mr. Rogers is immortal and Ms. Carter is not. I don't think you can't imagine what that implies."- Loneliness and separation, that's what it means.

I definitely could fix Ms. Carter's body in a way that fulfills all of their wishes, but I am already doing enough for this favor that I'm granting James. These guys are not my loved ones, so I don't want to jump hoops for them—that's how you become a pushover... well I know I'm a pushover with my family, but that's different.

I also want James to keep his friends alive for the rest of his life, so I may be manipulating them a little, but this is harmful to no one, hence no self-reproach.

"It seems we had no choice."- Ms. Carter.

"Yes, you do. Do you prefer foxes, bunnies, cats, dogs, wolves, deer, serpents, birds, or others? We have the magical variations of most animals you can think of, and I recently came about a few genetic samples of succubi, also during my time in The Void I befriended a pair of dragons that allowed me to scan them, so I could do dragons too."- I said like a salesman.

How the hell did I end up in DXD? or any of the other worlds for that matter? The first time I was lost I only found one world, this time I found an assorted selection of them... Probably the multiverses move around The Void, like celestial objects do in space, so maybe that is why I found only one the first time... I'll have to look into it if I have the chance. But this theory would explain the crossover event of DCxMarvel that the presence mentioned.

Ms. Carter and Rogers knowingly looked at each other. They were probably informed about the possibility of my denial of their request for a 'mundane Peggy'.

"We are more inclined towards cats, or more accurately we were, but I want to know about the dragons you mentioned."- Ms. Carter said and Rogers endorsed. 

This makes sense, in a way, both of them have lived their lives with a lack in the strength department, something totally opposite to the image of dragons.

"So, you know I'm not a dragon right?"

"Yes, The Master said you're akin to an eldritch slime that takes the shape of a dragon."- Rogers. That Yao deserves some punishment in the form of aggressive tail petting!

"Right... The dragons I found are similar in the sense that they also are shapeshifters. They have a dragon form, which is their True body, and they have a human form, which can take any shape you want within the limits of 'human'."

"There are some 'rules of existence' that reality imposes, meaning that the result will be a little different than the dragons I met, for example, those dragons embodied a concept in their world, here you would just have a great affinity to a concept of your current affinity."- Like if she had a normal affinity to 'Leadership', afterward she would have a great affinity to 'Leadership'.

"In the front of physical parameters, you'd be more inclined towards resilience, health, and strength."- My girls are resilience, health, and agility.

"And on the magical side, you'll get about as much talent as with any other choice."

I hope she chooses the dragon path, that way we can add dragons to my dragon-less draconic empire. I should also work on creating some sapience-less dragons, like magical beasts, but dragons instead. The dragons in Marvel are, generally speaking, either terrible beings or disappointments.

"I would keep my human form this way, right?"- Ms. Carter.

"Yes, but there will always be an expression of your True Body in it."

"Like yours?"- Rogers signaled to my horns, eyes, and tails.

"More like Jean."- They are not eldritch like me, so it wouldn't be so draconic.

"So only my eyes?"- Ms. Carter.

"Yes, maybe a little bit of pointy ears will show."- I think they are not all for the fluff, can't blame them, beast girls are not everyone's kink. I think is heresy, but that's just me, I shouldn't impose my belief on others, that's how you end up with inquisitions, witch hunts, or Jerusalem.

They talked for a few seconds and finally reached a decision.

"I will take the dragon, please."- Nice! One dragoness in the way.

"*Cough* Just some quick questions."- Rogers said with some embarrassment.

"I could sire children with Peggy, even if I remain human, right?"- Oh, it's about that. I thought he was going to ask for something embarrassing.

"Yes, but if you impregnate her in her dragon form she'll have to stay in that form during gestation and she'll lay an egg, which should later be incubated, the overall gestation should be around the same with either method."- I could probably change this with some effort, but I like it this way, and I'm the one creating a new species—not them.

"What! Why woul-"- I decided to help a brother out and interrupt him.

"Before you fuck yourself over. Your girl will be your girl no matter the shape she takes. You're both thinking like humans because that's what you are. But after some time you'll understand that no matter what form she's in, Ms. Carter would be Ms. Carter. I'm not implying any form of sexual deviancy, like zoophilia, but I talk from experience—as a shapeshifter—when I say that you should not finish what you were going to declare. You don't know if your words would later become her complex."

I know she wouldn't be affected now, but later on? After hundreds of years? What about then? What if she feels a complex in her dragon form and then tries to deny her true body?

"It's... Thank you."- Rogers said, he calmed down after Ms. Carter reassured him with a hand on his shoulder.

"Mr. Abner, what about children?"- She asked while irradiating happiness, expectations, and concern.

"Their species will be determined by the mother. Also, you'd have a low fertility rate."- I was hit with their newfound reluctance and sadness.

"Not in the way you're probably thinking. You could get pregnant as easily as you wanted, but then you won't be able to get pregnant as easily the second time, even less the third, and so on and so forth."- I quickly added.

"That's alright. We want to do one first, we are not trying to start a kindergarten."- Ms. Carter said and Rogers agreed.

"Hahaha! I bet James would be happier with the whole kinder."- I know I would. I'm already looking forward to my grandchildren. If only James would man the fuck up!

I left the couple to think some final details through and jumped to Agatha's place in Halo.

*Knock* *Kno-SLAM!- A frantic teen broke the door from the fringes.

Hair swinging in wild abandon in the air, chaos magic going haywire, bloodshot eyes, mother-like figure in the background laughing at her charge's desperate situation.

"HORNS!!! I NEED THEM NOW!"- The unhinged witch girl shouted in demand.

"Wasn't Jean helping you with the problem?"- That's why I wasn't in a hurry.

"Yes, she was! I almost started worshipping her for it, but the precious girl got abducted by aliens, whatever they did took away her sweet remedy from me, and FUCK! (She starts to scratch her forehead) She looked sad and I didn't want to be a bitch and intrude on her melancholy FUCK! (She scratches again) I had no idea what sort of probing she went through and I didn't know how to help. Look Aragorn! Just put me to sleep! Mother can decide for me, I just want some horns and maybe something smexy!"

"Smart and sexy? Smooth and sexy?"

"NO! (She scratches) Smoking Sexy! I want to be hot!"- She is already, but I understand.

"Say no more, Wanda! I've got you covered!"- I put her to sleep and floated her with me to Agatha's.

"So... Mother Witch... going Fox?"- I ask with a grin.

"What is it with you and nicknames?"- She said in disapproval. 

"It makes sense, this is Witch Girl and you are Mother Witch."

"*Sigh* Whatever. Yes, I'll take the black nine-tails. What do you have for 'Witch Girl'?"- She said with a chuckle at the end.

"I've got a few horned samples but I was going for something like this."- I showed her the variant of succubi that I was going for.

"... Those wings will get in the way, remove them."- She said while critically observing the illusion of the succubus in my hand. I removed the wings, as she asked.

"The tail, is it needed?"

"No, but she did say smexy."- Besides, prehensile tails are useful, I discovered.

"Okay, it can stay. The horns, aren't those massive? I can't think of those as comfortable additions to sleep with. Yours at least curve upwards. So you can turn in your sleep, but hers move sideways, her options would be face up or down."

"These are the horns most biologically compatible with the horn I saw she was growing. She can also use her chaos magic to remedy the sleeping issue."

"I see, that's possible, yes those can stay... About her biology..."- She said the last part cryptically.

"What about it?"- She quickly cast a sound isolation spell.

"She's got the hots for her brother."

"... Oh, how kinky."- Oh my! In the comics there was an incestual version of the two, I didn't think I would end up with a similar version... well no one liked Ultimatum that much, but Magneto was cool, the guy was cold as fuck, and he reversed the magnetic poles of the planet saying F you to the world.

"Can you make them not blood-related?"

"How progressive of you!"

"I'm old, I've seen enough to understand that morality is a made-up concept. Incest? That's something pretty innocent from my point of view, even cute. If she wants to love her brother and her brother loves her, all I ask is for my grandchildren to be born healthy."

"Hahahaha! Don't you worry my Mother Witch! Adaptability for the win, my maids got the same preferential treatment, in terms that deviants such as yourself could understand, even if you mate with your progeny there would be no problems."

"*Humph!* You should include yourself in my 'Deviant' team, after all, you had it covered before I even suggested it. Maybe I should call you 'Senpai' like those girls from the Japanese cartoons Wanda showed me."

"Hahahahaha! Touché! And please, you can call it anime."- I just thought that if they couldn't find acceptable partners they could mate with each other, and to avoid problems I went full coverage and made sure no genetic defects were possible.

Don't blame me, when they are old enough, like Agatha, they won't care for societal limitations from a society that isn't theirs. The chances of them breeding with their own family are not low.

"When are we doing the procedure, dragon?"

"In 30 minutes, meet me at The Tree— I can't be this far away from it for long. I need to go and pick up the royal duo, see you there."- I left Wanda with her mother and jumped to Nirn, to Emma's office.

"Hello there! Are you ready, squirt?"- I asked as I flew Mindee over to my waiting arms.

"We are a princess, not a squirt!"- She complained as she hugged my neck and went for an ear, like always.

"What about Princess Squirt?"- I asked after I kissed her marshmallow cheeks.

"It's better. Mother said you were hurt."- Mindee runs her eyes over my body.

"I'm better now, a friend healed me."

"Which friend, we must express our gratitude."

"She is named The Phoenix Force, but I call her Senior Sister. If you think hard enough your thoughts are going to reach her."- She closed her eyes for a second and then...

:Grateful: :Appreciative: :Obliged: :Indebted: :Thankful: :Gracious:- She broadcasted her feelings through the myriad of thought streams of her mind, I had to make sure that no one else was affected in the continent. Omega toddlers can be dangerous... at least she is not creating universes.

'Sometimes I feel she likes you more than me.'- Emma.

'I've missed you, Emma, a lot.'- I sent her love and yearning.

'Me or my tails?'

'Are they not the same?'

'Idiot!'- She returned love and concern.

'How long was it from your point of view?'- She asked with sadness.

'It was way better than the last time, only a few billion years, I also wasn't entirely conscious so it wasn't as bad. And! I met two dragons, so now I have their life code!'

'I can't even picture how much time that is. Thank you for coming back to us.'

'Always, you have my fluff, where else will I get some if not here?'- She mentally scoffed at that.

"So, Mindee, are you ready for your evolution?"

"We didn't know it was today. Do we have to prepare something?"- She asked with a beaming smile while looking back at the 'tail bed' from where I picked her up.

"Not really, I'm here to pick you and your mom up. I'll also take you to see a cool tree."

"Then we are ready!... A tree?"- She cutely asks.

"Yes! It's the biggest tree that you'll ever see"- Since Yggdrasil doesn't look like a tree— Oh but the MCU tree from Loki with the timelines did look like one.

"I want to see it!"- She was bubbling in anticipation, but I think it's more about having a tail of her own.

"You heard the princess, My Queen."- I made a playful bow to Emma, something Mindee liked.

"Let's go, then. I am done with the addendums to the 'Promotion of Culture and Values Act.'"

"How is it going with that? Need some help?"

"No, thank you. It's what one can expect as a result of gathering so many varied races. We are working on it, it's slow but we will get it done how we like it. If all else fails, I can use my powers and plant a few suggestions, but that's the morally questionable nuclear option."

I opened a portal to the Treehouse and Jean and Harry were in this one living room when we came out. 

"Hi, Jean!"- Emma walked over to Jean and smothered her in a hug. Based on what I understand, Jean was acting a little bit reclusive so the girls gave her some space, but it appears that Emma was done giving her space.

"Who's the new face?"- She eyed Harry who now is dressed in a suit reminiscent of Agent 47.

"He's..."- Jean was having a hard time vocalizing an answer so her servant helped her out.

"I am Harry Hart. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, ma'am. Please pardon my abruptness and permit me to shed some light on our unique circumstance. I represent the retribution sanctioned by the Phoenix Force to befall my lady. This physical form was cultivated by Aragorn, with the soul of Charles Xavier bestowed upon it by Madame Death. Lastly, Aragorn supplanted the previous consciousness, resulting in my emergence as Harry Hart."

"... Isn't the Phoenix quite vicious?"- Emma asked after understanding the implications. But the glee about her mind rapist finding retribution couldn't be hidden, and she wasn't trying to.

"This is the least cruel version of the punishment she intended for Jean."- The Dark Phoenix is born from Senior Sister, what else do you expect? 

"What?"- Jean asked in surprise.

"Initially she wanted you to overwrite his ego. I interjected in your favor."- Jean gasped in shock at this.

"Cosmics and their sense of education."- Emma scornfully said. 

I can't blame her, Senior Sister was never portrayed as the most patient or the best teacher, there are hardly ever happy stories involving the Phoenix Force.

"Let's go join the happy couple and we'll wait for the witch team to arrive."- I said to dispel the bad mood.

"Okay. What will you turn Wanda in- *GASP* WANDA!"- Jean exclaimed as she remembered she was supposed to seal the over stimuli problem of Wanda.

"Hehehe! Don't worry, she is fine, I just had to put her to sleep. Let's go."

"That sounds like what one does to a really old pet."- Emma chuckled as she said.

"... It does."- It's just phrasing.

We floated to the balcony Ms. Carter and Rogers were found. I left the group there and floated to the horizon with Mindee so that she could get a better visual of the tree.

"Mmmm We like flying like this."- She was on my shoulder with her head resting on mine. From the front, it would look like my horns were framing her face.

"Why don't you ask Emma to fly you like this?"

"It's not the same."- The cute thing said while grabbing my horns and swinging her legs over my chest.

"This is far enough, take a look."

She lifted her face and the Arbor Mundi in all of its splendor was there. I had to clear up the clouds a little so that she could see all of its size.

The tree is so massive and tall that there will be different sections with different climates. The crown is so splendorous that water will condense on its leaves and some of it will rain down while another part will fall via the trunk, evocative of a wall waterfall, just a massive one.

Snow and Ice will be found at some levels while scalding temperatures in others. The light will clash against the crystalline trunk and some of it will travel through it, giving it a subtle glow that will help illuminate its shadow, the wind currents will be modified, not unlike how the mountain range of the Andes does. When the gigantic blade-like leaves fall, it will be both an event of blessings and disasters. Truly an Eldritch Creation (Me) of Nature (Gaea).

"It is... Pretty. Did you grow it?"- Her eyes glowed in fascination.

"Gaea and I did. Do you like it?"

"Yes, we like it! Is Gaia the mother lady?"- she fumbled a little the name, but in other languages that is her name.

"Mother Lady? I think so, why do you call her like that?"

"She feels like our mother."- That's one of her divinity's passives.

"Yes, she is Gaea."

"Mmmmm we like her."

"Hehehe! I like her too. Let's go my princess squirt."

I flew us to the balcony of the treehouse and the witch team was already waiting for us.

"Hey, old man! Mini-me! I heard we almost croaked!"- Pietro zoomed to our side and tried to poke at Mindee's feet. Mindee responded by trying to poke him with her telekinesis. Both were successful and Mindee was almost breaking her poker face due to tickling.

"Unruly teen, yes we almost 'croaked'. We are good now. Here to support Wanda?"

"Yep! Can you tell me what animal she chose? The witch is not telling me and my sister is sleeping."- He pointed with his head toward the floating Wanda.

Sadly for him, he didn't notice the hex blast Agatha shot him.

*Zap!*- Pietro's face met the floor.

"'Ms. Harkness'! Not 'Witch'! Do you want to map the mirror dimension again, brat?"- Agatha shouted from the other end of the balcony.

"Hehehehe!"- Mindee chuckled as she enjoyed the misfortune of her 'bully'.

"Agh! This woman will be my death. Oh! You laughed Mini-me, you lose."- Pietro complained as he got up. Mindee decided to ignore his comment.

"This is the projection of her final looks."- I made a life-size illusion of Succu-anda. Succunda? Succubanda? Succuwanda? I'm not feeling it. I'll leave it at Wanda, for now.

The unruly teen eyed the illusion and then Emma, Irina, Yelena, James, and I deadpanned at the lust he was telecasting. I blocked it from reaching Mindee.

"Agatha, I see that Wanda won't be heartbroken."- Pietro didn't even register what I said. He was consumed in the illusion of Wanda.

My girls and James looked back at me wide-eyed. They are still bound by some of the common sense of Earth. All but Emma, the first to move on, incest among some alien cultures is accepted and encouraged.

Some species that reproduce asexually even practice 'selfcest', and no, I'm not talking about masturbation or the romantic relation between Loki and Sylvie (The female version of Loki), they mate with the offspring of their asexual reproduction... like plants.

"Mmhmm. That's why I asked you as much. It's just a tragedy waiting to happen otherwise."

Luckily Rogers and Ms. Carter were not paying attention to us. It's too early to involve them in our craziness... This type of craziness.

After I unhooked Pietro from the illusion, we moved to the room where Spark had set the pods. Gaea was waiting for us over there, and so was Yao.

"Yao? What can this eldritch slime in the shape of a dragon do for you?"- Of course I jumped behind her and seized her six tails. I made sure to bring my friend and fluff enthusiast, Mindee, with me. 

With expert and practiced skill, we petted tail after tail. Fingers wriggled, faces were rubbed against tails, chuckles escaped a few, and there were some thwarted attempts at regaining freedom and dignity from Yao, but none could stop my vengeance!

"Thank you very much!"- I told her as I jumped away from a mirror blade to my crotch, not like I would feel any pain but the idea didn't entertain me.

"Soft!"- Mindee absentmindedly commented.

"Aragorn, was that necessary?"- Yao complained.

"Maybe not, you didn't like it?"- Empathic sense never lies! 

"I came to tell you that the dimensional barrier, even with the improvements you made, was destabilized when you ripped the Green Door off. Something came in, but I don't know what, I only know that it came through the New York Sanctum."- What a masterful way to redirect the conversation.

I had improved and modified the barrier that the three sanctums protect because I didn't want dimensional travelers, incursions, or any other shenanigans that come from outside. Granted, not much can be done if an idiot breaches from this side but at least I didn't want Kangs intruding and messing around.

Since this is not a universe with a fixed timeline, I had taken advantage of that and I was making sure that no Kang would be born from my home turf or some of the other future headaches.

{A/N: I explained before that in this Doomed Universe there's no future, and that Aragorn lives in the present. So since there is no future he can just make sure that no future threat is born (The ones that he knows), contrary to other universes where if you try to attempt at the birth of a threat, you create another timeline or the future version of the threat kills you (Because the future already exists).}

"Well... Shit! Do you know what size it was? Or if it was an energy being or a physical entity?"

"It was a physical entity, not much taller than a kid."

"That doesn't narrow it down by a lot, but I can at least discard a few world enders, maybe we got lucky..."- I doubt it.

"Maybe we did. The record of the energy signature didn't feel dark, it felt somewhat similar to universal energy, much more dense, but similar."

"I'll keep an eye out, did you inform Spark?"

"Yes, I did... Are you evolving them?"- Yao asks as she sees the pods in the room.

"Yes, Wanna watch?"- She nods and we got the show on the road.

"You ready, Mindee?"- I asked the Princess in my arms who was watching Yao's tails in a daze.

"We are. We want our tails and ears, like mother's!"

I had them wear an unstable molecule suit before they laid down on their respective pods.

This was an already tried-out procedure so things went faster than last time. I went through Phase 1, modifying, activating, and enhancing the present left by the Celestials in the form of the X-Gene. Phase 2, mixing DNAs, making little changes, and adding final details. Phase 3, Wanda was excluded from the contract since she already had one but I did manipulate her core to change to the optimized version we had, and finally a dab of personalized SSS and a shower of Vita-Rays.

Emma and I were checking on the princess squirt but I had to go to the problematic witch.

"Emma, I have to check on Wanda."

Ms. Carter was already awake, her youth returned, but her hair turned manta black and her eyes blackish grey... I mixed her with the sample I studied from Ophis, so that makes sense.

I arrived at Wanda's, where Agatha was already casting a field restriction spell, Marvel's problem girl number 2 was attempting to warp reality, unconsciously. Problem girl number 1 is obviously Jean, though they tend to fight for the first place.

I extended my hand and after some energy manipulation, I settled down her energy and stopped Witch Girl from turning everybody into toads, worst-case scenario Mindee would have to kiss the curse away for everybody here.

"*Sigh* It's always a problem with this girl."- Agatha complained under her breath.

"It's alright, her magic was already overreactive, it was just getting used to her new 'home'."

Things calmed down and with a *Ptsssst* her pod opened and Smexy Witch Girl came out. 

Dark matte black full lips that combined with her now naturally black nails made a great contrast with her now pale skin; auburn reddish hair adorned her head. The skin around her eyes turned dark like a shadow, which only worked to accentuate her crimson eyes; reddish black horns that started around her temples and curb backward and sideways making one full turn, pointy but not elf ears, similar to mine, all of it wrapped in a prehensile tail that finishes in a heart-shaped tip.

"Is it done?"- She asks no one in particular. I cast a mirror illusion and gave her some time to appreciate her new self.

"Smexy, I love it!"- She smiled as she explored her horns and played with her tail.

"How's your magic, Wanda?"- Agatha asks about what truly concerns her.

"It's stable and it feels easier to use."- She lets out an orb of reddish mist-like energy from her left hand, which she later moves to her right hand, then she uses her tail to hold the orb before reabsorbing it.

'I don't think anyone would blame you if you confess your feelings now.'- I look at the unruly teen with mirth.

'Don't know what you're talking about, old man.'

'Lies are useless before me.'

+-Pietro uses 'Ignore'-+

I float back to Mindee and let the witch team deal with their incestuous teen drama.

Mindee was sitting in her mother's lap while playing with her brand-new tail, an unusual smile on her face. She was so focused on it that she didn't notice me until I petted her ears, this earned me a soft purr while softly closing her eyes in bliss.

"How is it, Mindee? Do you like it?"

"We do. :Love: :Grateful:"- I smiled at that and dropped a kiss on her head. It brought me immense joy to welcome additional immortal members into my family.

"You should let it flow, naturally, maybe?"- I hear Rogers tell Ms. Carter. 

"Like this?"- Oh no...

"NO, DON'-"- James tried to stop her, but it was too late.

In a hurry, I expand the space of the room.

*Boom*- Dragoness Carter is in da' house.

Steve was buried under her, I'm sure he is alright. James... sadly James ended up under her left foot. He'll be alright.

*ROOAR* 'Steve??? STEVE?' *ROAR*- She shouts, telepathically and vocally, while looking around the room and finally noticing the change of perception and the flat faces we all had.

"Woman! He is below you."- Agatha shouts. Yes, she had to shout because, although not as big as my King Ghidhora form, she is about the size of Rodan.

*ROAR* 'No, no, no! Help me!' *ROAR*- She panicked not knowing what to do. I lifted the dragoness with my TK and pulled Rogers from below her. He was reinforcing his body with his energy enhancement so no damage to the war veteran.

James melted in her shadow and then resurfaced like nothing happened.

'Caught off guard?'- I ask him with some mockery.

'*Si~~~~igh* I've been spending some time with Peggy and Steve so I got used to letting my guard down.'

'How does that make sense?'- I mean, it's not like they gave him a newfound sense of security.

'Since I spent more time with them I don't have to constantly look behind my back for any girl jumping on me.'

'... Sounds like the problem of a character in an eroge universe with no men. Maybe the same problem an innocent shota has with a slutty shotacon gal. Similar to an elven beauty in a goblin cave. The healer nun and the tentacled monster. The lonely milf with the sadist shota. I can go on.'

'I don't want to talk about it. I should help Peggy'

+-James uses 'Run'-+

After James got Ms. Carter to go back to her compressed human form I returned the space to normal.

I let everyone get used to their new bodies and helped set up the place for the party.

_________________

 New Orleans, Louisiana

"So let me get this straight... You returned to Earth to attend a party you were invited to, you want us to go with you, and you're saying that this is totally a normal party... The kind of party normal people throw at the end of the year... The kind of normal people who can contact you while you're off-world... And you're saying the place is a surprise and you won't tell me who these absolutely normal people are? Did I get it right, Carol?"- Maria Rambeau asks while arching an eyebrow.

"Yes!"- Carol Danvers.

"..."- Maria Rambeau.

"Well I want to go, if anyone is interested in knowing!"- Monica Rambeau.

"..."- No bullshit can get past Maria.

"Come on! Don't be a buzzkiller! I wouldn't take you two to a dangerous place! It's just a New Year party, there's gonna be great food—all-you-can-eat—free booze, no slimy guy is going to hit on you, there will be kids, the view is going to be 'out of this world', and the ride will come to pick us up."- Carol just arrived to the planet so she is not aware of the events that transpired in Chile.

"Mom! Let's go! We didn't have any plans, we could totally go and meet this rich friend of Aunty Carol!"- Monica pleaded.

"Listen to your daughter, Maria!"- Carol joined.

"... Fine! We can go and fall into this trap Carol laid for us!"- Maria succumbed.

"Yay!"- Monica and Carol High-Fived.

"What's the dress code?"- Maria asked with a newfound positive attitude.

"It's alright, just normal clothes for going out. I don't think any of those guys would even care if you go in pj's, though."- Maria rolled her eyes at her friend's nonchalant behavior.

*Ding* *Dong*

"I'm not expecting anyone at this hour..."- Maria commented with intrigue.

"Oh, it's Fury. He is coming with us, he said that he touched base somewhere classified around here so he is going to travel with us, he is also our ride."- Carol.

She walked to the front door and a fatigued Fury awaited her behind it.

"Hey, Fury! You look tired!"- She greeted him after opening the door.

"Carol... I've spent the whole fucking day mediating between kids."- Initially it was fun, but then it got tedious after the first hour of debriefing. Spark had a blast, though.

"Hey! Language!"- Maria shouted.

"Mom, I know the F word, I'm 13, not 5."

"My bad, Maria. Happy New Year."- Fury walked in and apologized.

"Happy New Year to you Nick."- Maria answered with a smile.

"Hey kid, I brought you a late Christmas present."- Fury kneeled and took out a boxed gift from the handbag he carried. It would be more accurate to say that it was the original case of the gift.

"Cool! Thanks, Uncle Nick!"- Monica hustled to 'unwrap' her present while the adults enjoyed her enthusiasm.

"And this is for you, Maria. It's more like a present for the family, but I know you'll like it."- Fury handed her a silver metal box the size of his palm. 

"Oh wow. Looks expensive!"- Maria commented as she opened it.

"It is, but not monetarily speaking. Let's just say that the manufacturer won't sell this and I only got it thanks to a favor I earned."

*Pssst*- With a decompressing sound the metal box opened in Maria's hands. Two blue ampules were preserved in it.

"... Vaccines... Thank you? and be grateful that I didn't say the first thing that came to my mind, which was drugs."

"I've seen those... You got them from Aragorn?"- Carol remembered when she saw one of the maids play with ampules similar to these in the Halo. The girl in question was the maid that designed this 'Vaccine'.

"From Spark, Red owed me a favor, which I had her cash out to Spark to get these in return from him."- Fury had helped Jean keep an eye on her family, for purposes only she knew.

Spark was studying the neurological effects of a new spell to increase mental acuity and it wanted Jean to be part of the beta testing group.

"What are these for, Nick?"- Maria assumed that Spark and Red were codenames, but since she didn't want to get involved in Fury's agent business she didn't ask for clarification.

"It's a cure-all and inoculate-all. Not 'all' exactly, but a lot."

"How much 'all' are we talking about?"- Understanding the significance of the two ampules, Carol asked.

"Congenital diseases and physical damage or scarring are out, outside from that anything could be game, bacteria, virus, microbes, uncontrolled growth and spread of abnormal cells, damaging mutations, and the list goes on. Spark said that they haven't had an unsuccessful test yet."- Fury explained with a proud smile at getting these two samples.

"Is Aragorn turning into a saint? I don't think he has the bleeding heart to care about healing humanity from its maladies. It would make more sense if that liquid would make you glow or turn you into a beast girl."- Carol knows how intense and annoying Aragorn could be, so she can make an enlightening and mostly correct assumption such as this.

"No, he certainly isn't, but it's better this way, I don't think we would end up as humans anymore after he 'heals' humanity. These were part of an assignment for one of the girls studying microbiotechnology, I think it was Elyseas. These will never make it to the public."- Carol nodded, this made more sense to her, and it's no secret in Halo that this elven maid has a proclivity for microbiotechnology.

"You can't be serious, Nick. You want me to believe that these could heal almost anything that affects humanity?"- After paying attention to their conversation Maria had to ask.

Several thoughts were running through her head, mostly related to the unbelievable possibility that her friends mentioned. What if it is true?

"Yes, Maria. These are real."- Fury.

"These are real, Maria."- Carol gave her support.

"... Then, if they don't want to share it with humanity why don't we find someone to help us reproduce these and share it ourselves? Don't you know how many people die yearly due to diseases?"- Maria looked at Fury and Carol as if the answer was obvious.

"You'd get Monica and yourself killed."- Fury declared with finality the obvious outcome. His tone of voice brought surprise and evident preoccupation to Maria.

"These are the type of friends you want us to meet?"- Maria asked Carol with some concern in her voice.

"They wouldn't be the ones killing you. This country would kill you and steal the formula for themselves. Do you know the annual revenue of the pharmacy industry? Or hospitals? Or healthcare in general?"- Fury asked as he got down to Monica's level and helped her wear her new goggles.

"Monica, these come with night vision, are polarized, and have a decent telescopic mode. The battery lasts 24 hours, and you can take pictures and record video in high-definition. Waterproofed, of course."- SHIELD-rated tech... In other words, Hydra leftovers.

"Wow! Thank you, Uncle Fury!"- Monica recompensated Fury's misappropriation of governmental property with a hug.

Initially, Fury wanted to gift her a .380 ACP flyswatter, so that Monica could swat at the flies that were definitely going to be after her—now that she was entering her teen years—but after he momentarily got rid of his altered common sense (Courtesy of spending time with the Haloans) he realized that Monica might not be able to carry the gun into her high school—without getting in trouble that is—so the logical assumption was to earn another favor so that he could trade it with Spark for something more concealable. He prioritized the serum, but next time he would bring Monica her much-needed flyswatter.

"Maria, they don't even care if we reproduce this wonder medicine to gift it to the world. But what Fury said is true. Just, please be selfish, don't be stupid, and use these two for you and your daughter. Okay?"- Carol wrapped Maria's hands around the ampules.

"... Okay."- Maria relented.

"It's drinkable... So, bottoms up!"- Fury hurried her to it, he wanted to get done with this ticking bomb.

"Thank you, Fury."- As they stood next to each other, ensuring that Monica and Maria drank the miraculous liquid, Carol thanked him for his actions.

"Don't mention it. They are family."

After Monica drank her shot Maria joined them.

"So... That's it? Now we won't get sick?"

"Yes, as far as I understood, it mixes with the soft tissue of your spine and stays there for about 30 to 45 years, healing you and keeping you protected. Oh, before I forget, no more donating blood for you."- Fury cited what Spark told him.

"Because it would heal others?"- Maria.

"No, on the contrary, your blood would kill them. I don't know the medical term for it, but the serum memorizes your optimal state, and if you donate blood the serum will try to change the optimal state of the recipient into your optimal state."- Fury.

"In Xandar there's something similar, usually they grow blood or have specialized immunosuppressants in case a blood donation is needed."- Carol.

Indeed, such 'miraculous' liquid, was just the standard for a galactic empire.

Imagine the amount of diseases that could spread in a civilization whose planets are akin to countries on Earth, a need for an almost universal vaccine turns into an obligation if you don't want to deal with pandemics every other week.

"Okay... Toxic blood, noted!"- Maria said with a flat face. Since Carol returned to her life, normalcy was lost, that much was expected when you have aliens in the equation, having high-toxicity blood running through her veins wasn't enough to faze her.

"Good. So are you girls ready?"- Fury mostly directed the question to Monica, who now proudly wears her spy goggles.

"I'm going to put these in my room."- Monica.

"Just, be careful with the night vision mode, you could dazzle your eyes accidentally."- Fury reminded Monica before her mother took her upstairs.

"Give us a few minutes to get changed."- Maria pushed Monica upstairs to get themselves ready.

--- One hour and a half later.---

"So, a few minutes, huh?"- Fury asked Carol.

"Don't look at me, my suit can change into whatever I need."- She exemplified this by changing into a pair of jeans, black boots, a comfortable white t-shirt, and a black jacket.

"I just prefer my usual get up."- She changed back to her iconic blue and red starred suit.

"That's new, I thought you could only change the color."- Fury.

"I got it upgraded in Halo."- Carol. 

Fury easily accepted her answer.

"We are ready! Let's go!"- Monica exclaimed as she came downstairs. She was wearing a tight shirt paired with bell-bottomed trousers—a trendy outfit for the time.

Maria wore something similar to Carol's previous outfit. Jeans, boots, and a brown leather jacket over a yellow t-shirt.

"So are we flying there? I didn't hear a car when you arrived."- Maria asked Fury.

Fury, with the smuggest smile his face could bear, swung his right hand in a circular pattern and opened a portal to The Treehouse. 

"..."- Maria looked at the portal and then at Fury, wondering if he had been in an accident with the Tesseract and an experimental plane, that's how you get superpowers as far as she knew.

"Show off!"- Carol was found lacking in affinity to anything other than the light dimension, so she can't practice much of the other 'mundane' schools of sorcery. Aragorn did tell her that she could potentially teleport using her intrinsic connection to this dimension, but she hasn't found a way yet.

"Is this your doing, Uncle Nick?"- Monica asked with starry eyes as she passed her hand through the portal and back.

On the other side of the portal a wooden lobby with large windows to the side, made by Gaea, could be seen. Although the trunk of the tree doesn't look like wood, Gaea made the interior look like it, for aesthetic reasons.

"Mmhmm! Let's go, you're gonna like them, they are a funny bunch."- Funny but insane, he thought to himself.

Fury and Monica passed through and Carol had to drag Maria to the other side. A wave of his hand later and the portal was closed.

Irina in all of her bunny glory walks in to receive the guests.

"Welcome to The Treehouse, Ms. Rambeau, Lady Monica. My name is Irina Draconisfilia, it's a pleasure to finally meet Carol's family."- She addressed Maria and Monica with her usual professionalism.

The mother-daughter duo couldn't remove their sight from the bunny ears, they drew so much of their attention that they failed to notice the unusual maid attire Irina wore, and failed to register her greetings.

"Long time no see, Carol. Master (Yao) has been worrying about the progress in your studies."- Irina wisely decided to give them time to gather themselves.

"Agh! I know, Irina. Could you not remind me of it? I've been dealing with the mess left behind by the latest Spataxian-Kree squirmish, so I was uber-busy! By the way, The Treehouse? What's this place? I don't recognize it."- Carol walked to the wall window to try and locate herself in Halo, which she failed to do.

"Fury, you didn't tell her?"- Irina.

"I thought she'd get a memo or something. I've been rather occupied dealing with 'Aragorn Abner'"- Fury made a face of annoyance.

"Huhuhu! Spark has been rather pleased with his performance."- Irina laughed as she remembered something.

Of course, Spark had sent them a few clips of his play with the unknowing participation of the WSC.

"What the hell?! We are on Earth? Wait! Is this Earth?"- Carol shouted, hard enough to break Maria and Monica out of their daze.

"Carol, tap on your P-Link and request the abridged version of the story."- Irina spoke to Carol signaling to her chest where their P-Links rested.

"Hello, Ms. Irina, the pleasure is mine."- Maria tried to act with normalcy after rebooting.

"Ehmmm, Miss, Are those real?"- Monica had the subtlety of an elephant in a glasshouse.

"Very much so, Lady Monica. Do you want to touch them?"- Irina offered by expressively moving her ears.

"Can I, please?"- Monica.

"Sure, be gentle please."- Irina bent down for Monica's easier access.

Monica reached and softly touched and examined her ears, realizing that they were no artificial attachments.

"What the hell?! Earth has a world tree!?... We are on the World Tree?! "- Carol was done reading. 

"Do you like it?"- Aragorn jumped in when he noticed that the shiniest woman had arrived, he was distracted by Mindee so he was not here the moment they portaled in.

"You can't appreciate it from the inside, can you?"- Carol was not startled by the sudden appearance, she was used to him popping up whenever she arrived, if anything, she was surprised he hadn't appeared yet.

"We are on the tree?! Carol, where did you take us? There's a dragon here!"- Maria moved with Monica to Fury's side. Fury was her ride home, and in this case, her path to safety.

'Can I tell them about you?'- Carol asked, projecting her thoughts, she knew this was a way to talk with a telepath.

'Yeah, I'll enchant their minds with some protection, like yours.'

'What? You enchanted my mind with protection, When?'

'Think hard: $H1N4'4M3.'

'How do you think $H1N4'4M3— +Avast! Virus Database Has Been Updated+ — AH! The hell is th— + Generating Report + —is?'- A nonbinary voice resounded in her mind.

'There you go, you are running the latest update. In the report, you can see since when you've been protected. You're welcome.'- Aragorn was pleased that the spell was working as intended. He couldn't risk his secrets being exposed through Carol, so this was the alternative to hitting her with a mind whammy.

'... What the fuck!'- Carol started going through the status report from the antivirus-like enchantment.

"Don't worry about me! I don't bite!"- Aragorn told Maria with a beaming smile.

"I'm Aragorn, nice to meet Carol's family."- He shook Monica's hand first because she wasn't as nervous and stressed as her mother. She was more curious about the inhuman traits in Aragorns.

"... What?"- Maria was trying to make heads and tails of what Aragorn said.

"Aragorn, nice to see you're doing well. Spark told me that you had some complications after closing the door. Interesting new addition, by the way."- Fury assisted Maria by giving her more time to process reality.

After seeing her go through something he already experienced, he felt like a magnanimous elder teaching his junior... Yes, poor Fury has been infected by the thinking of Haloans more than he knows.

But, can you blame him? Don't humans, as social creatures, tend to be influenced by their friends and social circles? 

"I'm good now, Senior Sister got me fixed, nothing a pinch of cosmic fire couldn't fix!"- A pinch almost the dimension of the BigBang's energy level.

"I got it after reforming my body. Cool, right?"- Aragorn serpented his tail, like a kid showing off his newest toy.

"You were the only one without one, now you're all a matching set."- Fury kept eyeing the bladed tip.

"Those are exactly my thoughts... Come on! Let's go to the party."- Aragorn.

Monica, Fury, Irina, and Aragorn walked to the party room. Carol was going to follow them after she finished reading the report, but Maria grabbed her by the arm and stopped her.

"Carol! Explain!"- She asked in a stern and uncompromising voice.

"Maria? Ah! Sorry, I was distracted! Let's see, the short version or the long version, which one do you want?"- She was distracted by how comprehensive and user-friendly the report was.

"Short version, I want the full story when we get home."

"Aragorn is an alien godly being who is in charge of this quadrant of the galaxy. The dragon that protected the world was Aragorn, he is currently in his humanoid form. We are friends, been friends for over a year. Ehmm I don't know what else to tell you- Oh! He is very chill, so no need to get anxious or something, you can follow Monica's flow, she is doing great!"- Carol pointed at Monica who was being flown above Aragorn by his TK.

"Oh God!"- Maria exclaimed as she power-walked to her floating daughter.

"Please don't juggle my daughter like that!"- Maria sternly said.

"Ah, Ms. Rambeau, I was just granting her wish."- Aragorn floated Monica down and both shared a high five.

"Wish?"- Maria asked as she scrutinized Monica's body like a mother hen.

"I asked him what his power was and he said he could grant wishes, so I wished I could fly."- Monica explained with a giggle.

"What else can you do?"- With evident expectation, Monica asked.

"As I said, I grant wishes, there's many things I can do, few I can't not, I see you standing at the precipice of opportunity, teetering on the edge of destiny. I simply wish to offer you... an opportunity. A chance to grasp the reins of your own fate, to shape your destiny according to your deepest desires. What do you wish for, Monica? What is it you desire?"- Aragorn asked with a toothy grin.

"Mmmmm I don't know, can you give me the power to smell like whatever flower I want?"- Monica asked after some careful consideration.

"I could... But I don't think your mom would like that."- Aragorn and Monica looked at Maria, who shook her head.

"Mo~om!"- Monica cried out in response to her mother's unreasonable denial. 

"No. That sounded like a scam!"- Maria was unperturbed by the puppy eyes.

"Hahahaha! Damn right, it did!"- Fury exclaimed.

"Don't worry, Monica. I got you covered!"- Aragorn reached to the heavens and when he brought his hand down a beautiful silver necklace with a tiny golden rose was enclosed in it.

"It's the next best thing. This little something can store essences and reproduce the scent on you. But you need to collect the floral fragrance yourself, so you should ask your mom to take you to a botanic garden, you just need to be in the range of the flower's aroma."- Aragorn made the necklace float and secured it around Monica's neck.

"I put some vanilla scent on it, beforehand."- Aragorn explained as Monica smelled her new aroma with pleasure.

"Mr. Aragorn, I think you should not gift something so precious to a child."- Maria—much to Monica's chagrin— tried to deny the present.

"I'm not a child!"- Monica protested.

"I just made it for her, I could make one for everyone in the world, don't worry! Take it as a present from someone who values Carol's existence a lot!"- Spark, who was listening before, had understood the unsaid request and sent the necklace's design to the inorganic fabricators up in Halo, Aragorn just reached for the finished product and brought it down.

"Awwww, Aragorn! That's cute. Are you trying to earn my favor in the hopes of getting a free light show?"- Carol asked.

"Well... No one can blame a dragon for trying."- He said with a radiant smile.

"Later, if it's no bother, I can light up."- Her statement brought a smile to Aragorn. All according to the plan.

"Oh! Fury, I brought you this!"- Aragorn said as he brought down a sleek silver cane.

"A walking cane?"- Fury asked with a doubtful look.

"Yep. I thought you could fake the need for a mobility aid. To get your enemies' guard down."- Aragorn said while nodding sagely.

"I don't see it."- Fury commented while furiously trying to find the most likely absent logic in Aragorn's idea.

"Well the cane is special, so I thought you could walk around with it and then use it as a weapon if someone attacks you. Most people would take away your gun but only be wary of the cane."- Aragorn had done some modifications to it.

"But I can do space sorcery. I'm never unarmed."

"Sure, but I didn't know what else to bring you, so I thought a trinket related to your spying would do."

"Hey, don't get me wrong, momma taught no ungrateful son. I'm just trying to figure out what you thought I could do with it."

"Alright! Face the cane in my direction and tap it hard on the floor, just once."

*Tap!*- Fury did as instructed and a hexagonal honeycomb shield of amber light surrounded him.

"That should stop anything below a SABOT just fine, and something at the level of a SABOT just once. If you tap softly once more it should go off. Tap one of the small hexagons with the bottom of the cane and it should launch the little shield forward with the strength of an electronic battery ram."

{A/N: Armour Piercing Discarding Sabot Fin Stabilized (APFSDS)}

"Ain't that nice?!"- Fury exclaimed.

"It has other functions, you can ask Spark about it."

"Thank you, Aragorn."- Indeed his mother didn't raise an ungrateful son.

"No problems, I know some of my girls find friendship in you, I don't mind being nicer if that's the case."

"Yeah, yeah, I know. Thank you anyway."- Fury responded to the meaning between the lines in Aragorn's message.

As they reached the party room Aragorn looked back to the lobby in displeasure.

"What's got into you?"- Carol asked when she saw his annoyed expression.

"It's Seraph, she brought Playboy with her."

"Playboy? Who's that?"

"Seraph hasn't been up in Halo that much the past few months, so you don't know about her latest friend. Do you know Tony Stark?"

"I think the guy had some contracts with the Air Force so I've heard of him. Is he her new friend?"

"Yes..."- Aragorn said, eyes flickering red for a second.

"I see... Playboy indeed."- Stark's reputation has been growing since ancient times.

Carol and Aragorn stared intensely at the entryway connecting the lobby with the party room. Until the blue prodigious daughter came through, followed by Virginia Potts, Harold Hogan, and a displeased Playboy.

"Come on, Seraph! It was just a lecture on integrated circuits in Bern 2000! Why won't you let me go? There's no possible way I, as the head speaker, would go drunk to the lecture!"- Stark tried to argue his case.

"Hah! You won't make me fall for that again, you alcoholic fiend!"- Seraph rolled her eyes, she was an AI that learns. Last time while Tony went to a medical appointment she respected his privacy and did not monitor him, later that day Pepper 'accidentally' spilled the beans with pictures in 4K.

"I told you I don't drink anymore, and you've kept me clean through your 'love taps' for over a month. This is not how friends act with each other, this is how parents act with children!- Stark whined.

"This is a party. Aren't parties your thing? Shouldn't you be ecstatic that I brought you to one?"- Seraph arched an eyebrow in questioning.

"That's the problem, I want to get away from temptation! I don't want to succumb to the downward spiral that alcoholism is! I want to honor all the effort that we've put through in my rehab."- Stark said with eyes filled with honor, righteousness, and duty.

"Or, and I know this might sound crazy, that was all bullshit and you're just afraid of my father and want to party while I'm distracted having a lovely time with Father... Crazy, right?"- Seraph asked in a deadpan, showing how much you bought of his story.

'Are you seeing this?'- Aragorn asked Carol.

'I'm impressed with your self-restrain, I thought you were about to behead him a couple of times.'- Carol acknowledged his efforts in keeping things civilized and not bloody.

'I try, Carol, I try.'

"Father! I brought Tony, Pepper, and Happy. I hope you don't mind."- Seraph flash-stepped into Aragorn's waiting arms, claimed a hug, and asked while looking up from his chest with puppy eyes.

"Of course not. Why would I mind if you bring Ms. Potts and Mr. Hogan to the party, they are your friends, are they not?"- Aragorn planted a kiss on her nose.

"I think you forgot a name there, the most important name, old man-dragon!"- Stark quipped.

"Playboy... Hehehehehe!"- Aragorn laughed eerily.

"Seraph, why don't you let him go to this conference? I trust Stark, he will definitely behave. There's no way he would get drunk, why don't you portal him over? He is still on time, right? And I bet the coordinators of the event would be more than happy to make an exception for him if he is not, he is a Stark after all."- Aragorns eyes were beaming like gold coins.

"..."- Stark felt that something was not right, he felt dread when he heard that preternaturally laugh.

"..."- Ms. Potts felt that she should definitely not allow her boss to go to this conference.

"..."- Mr. Hogan couldn't connect the dots but even he felt that something was not right.

"..."- Carol was enjoying the show.

"..."- Seraph was running simulations upon simulations, trying to understand what her father was planning to do to her drunk friend.

In general, everyone was having a hard time processing what they just heard.

"What are you planning, Father?"- Seraph had access to some of Aragorn's memories, but since the memories about the events pertaining to the Ironman movies were in no way a threat to her, Aragorn didn't share those with her.

That was the case with most of the movies, given that Thanos was the big bad wolf and most of the people in Halo could solo the MCU-Thanos.

"No planning, if I don't actively do something I can't be participating in any sort of plan, can I?"

"That's semantics, you know something will happen to Tony if he goes, don't you Father?"- Seraph was determined to sherlock this out.

"Is there a threat to my life, old man?"- Stark asked wearily.

"No, that's not it, Tony. Father knows that through your collar I would protect you."- Seraph tried to piece together the scenario but she lacked data.

"Hey! Don't call it that!"- Tony complained about the derisive term that could parallel him to a dog.

"Maybe you're looking too much into this, my cute daughter."- Aragorn looked at his daughter with fondness and mirth.

"Am I?"- Seraph asked suspiciously.

"Tony, I don't think you should go. There's clearly something dubious expecting you at the conference."- Ms. Potts added with apparent worry on her face.

"Yes, Tony. Pepper is right, I feel some final destination vibes going on."- Seraph commented. Due to circumstances different from Aragorn's past world, the first movie of this saga was released one whole year before its counterpart (March 17, 2000), so everybody but Carol understood the reference.

"Let's go talk with other—non-suspicious— people, and Pepper, make sure that Tony doesn't wander off and Father gets him to the conference."- Seraph said as she continued to eye her father with skepticism.

After they walked away, Carol looked at Aragorn and asked:

"So the objective was to get them suspicious and to avoid the conference?"

"Heh~ And here I thought you only used your brain to determine the best possible trajectory when flying through spaceships."- Aragorn mocked.

Which earned him a powered punch with enough force to crack the bark of the Arbor Mundi to his shoulder.

"Bastard! Your plays have ensnared me enough to learn a thing or two. So? What was awaiting him? Why did you stop him? I thought you hated him."

"Hate is a weighty word in my dictionary, at least the type of hate you're talking about. I don't hate him, I just want him away from Seraph. What awaited him involved several other innocents along the way, that's why I stopped him. If the consequences of following the path I know entangle others, I prefer to avoid the said path."

"So it would have been bad for him—which you like—but also for others—which is bad... How far along in the future are we talking about?"- Carol.

"Give or take 13 years. Yes, other people would have been twisted into this possible mess."

"So now they won't, that's nice of you."

"I wouldn't say they won't, because there are multiple paths to reach a destination, but at least this path was just blocked."

"That sounds almost like fate, I don't think I like it."- Carol.

"No one likes fate when it negatively affects them. On the other hand, what if you had a fate so important that you would get the equivalent of 'plot armor'? Doesn't that sound nice?"- Aragorn said with a knowing grin.

"Touché."- Carol assented. 

Carol then left Aragorn alone and joined the rest of the people, and Irina returned to accompany Aragorn. Aragorn stayed close to the entrance of the room to wait for Yelena.

"Master."- Irina said as she stood to his right and leaned her head on his shoulder.

"My bunny."- He hugged her from the side.

"Was it okay for Yelena to bring the Baxter people with her?"- Irina inquires about the people they are waiting for.

"It's more like I asked her to invite Susan Storm and the rest followed."- Aragorn elucidates.

"Wasn't she accepting the advances of Mr. Storm? Isn't that why she invited them?"- Irina remembers that Yelena has shown interest in the advances from Johnny Storm.

"Yes, but I also asked her to invite his sister as well."

"Why? You should know that Reed Richards has been acting suspiciously, why are you trying to interact with them more than necessary?"

"... That's okay, Richards is looking for a way to defend against a threat of my level. I'm not opposed to that, I could even praise his forward-thinking."- He comments as he remembers the spatial disturbance he tracked with his eyes early today. What an expected surprise to find Reed Richards messing with something he shouldn't!

But Aragorn let it be, a spatial collapse is not on the level of a dimensional breach. It was cute even.

"I sense a 'but'."- She flapped his shoulder with her ears to prompt him to continue talking. Aragorn caressed her ears before he continued talking.

"He'll probably die in his hopeless pursuit of a countermeasure against something like me. Then, depending on the circumstances, Susan Storm will lean on us for support—or on Doom. Either case is good, but I want to keep her close so that these two are truly the only possibilities she has left—aside from her brother and Benjamin Grimm. I don't want her to find support in a less favorable shoulder."- Like Namor—who he doesn't trust—or someone he doesn't know about.

"I understand the logic but not the reason for your concern, not that I'm looking down on her but, she is weak, mutated sure, but just a human in the end. Why would you care about what happens to her?"

This is where her confusion stemmed from. As far as she knows, Susan Storm is a 'normal' human. She also serves little purpose to Aragorn, which has been the starting principle of most of his relations—or inevitability, so Irina was having a hard time understanding why her master was willing to keep in contact with the Fantastic Four on account of her.

"She is, but... Well, I won't say much, though let's say that in a few realities I know about she plays a pivotal role. So it's better to keep her close... Besides, Yelena has shown interest in Johnny Storm, so, why not?"- Keeping the mother of baby Jesus in your good graces is better than keeping her as your enemy, right?

"We both know that not much can be born from that. He is mortal, she is not. Also..."- Irina leaves the statement open.

"Neither is serious about it."- Aragorn completes the sentence for her.

"Yes."- Irina.

"It matters not, we are not plotting anything nasty, and we are being civil, so we will follow the saying: 'Do no harm take no bull'. If Richards fucks up, it's not our fault, we are not his nannies."- If they end up leaving a good impression on future baby Jesus then that's good, if there's no future baby Jesus then that's okay. It's a 'win-no-loss' situation.

"I suppose that's right, Master."

It wasn't long before the Baxter people arrived, technically they were already recognized by the public as 'The Fantastic Four', but the Haloans felt a little cringy referring to them as such, so they were taking it slowly, the same as they did with 'The X-men'.

"Yo! Bro, that whole dragon end-of-the-world event was rad! My girl and I were shivering on our couch watching the green portal thingy through one of Reed's sats, and we were about to go Flame on and fly over here when we saw the massive dragon—you—pop up and went full dragon at the thing! It was rad! I tell you!"- Johnny Storm said with his habitual nonchalant vibe.

"Johnny!"- Susan scolded.

"Mr. Abner. Happy New Year!"- Ben Grimm exchanged a handshake with Aragorn. He was today in his depowered form.

"Same to you, Mr. Grimm."- Aragorn answered with a smile.

"Aragorn."- Doom said.

"Hello, Doom. How's it going with your studies?"- Aragorn asked about the courses he was taking to fully understand how to create a body for his mother.

"It's slow, but the task is worth it, I will have the body ready in 4 months if possible, but I'm also running parallel with my plan to rightfully claim the throne of Latveria."- He offhandedly commented.

"I see, you will encounter resistance from the Hydra cells in the country so you might be delayed."

"I refrained from assuming the throne previously, as I was preparing—behind the scenes—for the opportune moment to seize control without having my reign succumbing to their machinations and the world's misguided attempts to undermine my authority until I possessed the strength to assert myself. But in a few months they will be busy dealing with 'Aragorn Abner', will they not?"- He said with a sadistic smile at the end.

"~Hehehehe, yes, they will go to bed and wake up thinking about how to get rid of me, I doubt they will have enough time or manpower to stop your ascension."- The sadistic smile was returned.

"Sis look, they are going creepy overlord again! Girl, you don't have to learn from them."- Johnny Storm petted the glowing flame that rested on his left shoulder.

"Mr. Storm, this is a delayed present."- Aragorn said as he pointed his finger to Johnny's chest and a bright glowing orb flew in before anyone could comment.

"What the hell was-... Oh! Bro! Thanks!"- Johnny shook his hands and then went off to the party with Yelena.

"Aragorn, what was that?"- Susan Storm asked with a twitching eyebrow as she saw her brother's behavior.

"Some grow supplements for his living flame. This is for you."- Aragorn explained and at the same time he floated a P-Link to her and set it around her neck.

"It's a Link? Thank you so much, Aragorn! I've seen how helpful these little things are!"- Susan expressed her thanks while admiring the necklace coupled with a blue water emerald cut gemstone, similar to her eyes.

"And to you, Mr. Grimm, I call it shapeshifting clothing, but if it ever hits markets we'll have to think of something else."- Aragorn gave him a full-body unitard. Needless to say, he understood its purpose.

After exchanging pleasantries they left and only Doom, Aragorn, and Irina were left.

"So... About Mr. Richards... You know, he is misbehaving, right? Messing with space this time."- Aragorn.

"*Sigh*... I know. I caught him in a secret lab that he has off-grid below the tower."- Doom had a hard time not battering his face that time.

"If my guess is right, that guy is trying to find a weapon that works on me. He probably was scared off further by my performance during the Green Door tragedy."

"That much I could infer. What I don't understand is why his choice went to space."- Doom could understand why he was looking for a weapon.

When he discovered that a being like Aragorn existed his first thought was about possible ways to fight it. This was just 'human' nature, or as Doom likes to say: The nature of the weak and ignorant, which I'm neither!

It's not that Victor von Doom was not preparing his own version of a weapon to fight something like Aragorn, but here's the difference between Reed Richards and Him. Doom is preparing to fight 'something' of Aragorn's level, and Richards is preparing to fight Aragorn.

Victor von Doom won't say that he was not influenced by the open front that Aragorn has shown him, but he was still having a hard time understanding why his friend deemed Aragorn a threat right off the bat.

In his eyes, Aragorn was not a threat, he was a wall, a benchmark, a sponsor, someone to overcome, he was many things but not much of a threat. How could someone with some many weaknesses (Maids) be a threat?

He normally couldn't consider someone a threat because that meant acknowledging them as opponents.

Not that he was delusional enough to ignore reality, but his way of thought is what made him who he was, his core. He just needed to surround this core with some healthy and realistic expectations to be able to function as the proper human being known as Victor von Doom.

"If I may... He likely believed that the Young Master was monitoring dimensional tears because the 'weakness' of the young master lay somewhere in the concept of space."- Irina commented.

"It's possible."- Doom agreed.

"What about the others? Do they know?"- Aragorn asked.

"No. But they suspect that he isn't amiable to you, given that he didn't come today."

"Isn't that guy interested in Susan? Why would you miss the chance to accompany the woman you like to a New Year's Eve party?"- Aragorn tilted his head in confusion, something he has taken the habit of doing.

"... Courting was not a major he could study."- Doom said with a flat face.

"..."x2

""Hahahahahaha!""- Irina and Aragorn laughed at Doom's reply.

After discussing a few more topics of mutual interest, they join the rest of the crowd. 

The party went along just fine, not much could go wrong when the majority of the present couldn't get drunk. 

This didn't stop the Storm siblings from getting drunk and having to move early to their respective rooms to sleep it off. Johnny was a party animal so it came as no surprise to find him hammered due to the unexpectedly high-proof alcohol of Halo. Susan was disheartened that Reed didn't accompany her and wisely decided to drown her problems in alcohol.

Happy didn't drink because he was acting as Stark's bodyguard—as absurd as that sounded—but Pepper got duped by Seraph's 'non-alcoholic' drink, it should be said that Seraph was enjoying getting her friend drunk. Stark was acting like a party pooper until Carol had him join her family. He was very surprised to discover other normal people in this beast circus.

The maids in general were playing around, eating, or fighting to the death—as usual.

Around 10 pm, when most kids were sent to bed, Death joined Aragorn—who was waiting for her arrival— and she brought them a present. By 'them' it meant Aragorn and her.

"My darling, tell me what would be the greatest present that we could ask for?"- She asked from her rightful position—straddling him—enjoying the constant change in Aragorn's eyes, one of her favorite activities. Occasionally she would bring her lips close to one of his eyes and kiss his eyelid, he would later return the gesture with a flick of his forked tongue to her nose.

"Probably the birth of our kid, but that's 7 years away."- Aragorn answered after not much of a pause.

"That's true, but the next best thing would be... Drumroll please."- Death said with a playful smile. 

Aragorn complied and used his TK to move the air, mimicking the sound of a drumroll.

"Grandkids!"- She exclaimed.

"Grandkids... Indeed, that would be nice."- Aragorn agreed as he imagined a bunch of baby tails and ears running around.

"Which is why I brought this!"- Death showed him a bottle that was adorned with the golden head of a cobra filled with a red liquid.

"I brought this baby from a reality where Set, the elder demon god, became Set the God of Drunkness after he decided to turn a new page on his life, he capitalized on the divine aspects of his poison and made this beauty! It's basically drunkness in a bottle."- Death said like a child waiting for praise, which Aragorn delivered.

"~Huhuhuhu, well done, my love, very well fucking done!"- Aragorn said as he patted Death's head like a cat and they both started to laugh like third-rate evil lords.

"Let's spike some drinks! With this, James shall fall into the path we have gracefully laid for him."- Death said as he eyed the wolf butler who was trying to escape from a few girls while the Rogers couple laughed at his expense.

"The Harem Protagonist Path!"- Aragorn said with an evil smile.

"~Huhuhuhu! I could add a subtle aphrodisiac effect to that."- A third evil lord joined the chat.

"Very well, my lovely Gaea, let's get those grandkids we all want!"- Death told the new member of the conversation.

By the time the clock hit midnight only the evil trio was left standing... well it should be correct to mention that a few others were standing in their rooms, doing things, but only this trio was left sober...

"Tell me the truth, old man-dragon. You did something to the drinks, didn't you?"- Well, the trio, Stark, and Seraph were left sober.

"What do you mean, Playboy?"- Aragorn feigned ignorance.

"My bodyguard would never drink on the job."- He pointed to Happy Hogan who was sharing a sofa with Virginia Potts, while Seraph took a few compromising pictures.

"Prove it."- Aragorn said with an innocent smile.

"Whatever, not my problem! By the way, Ma'am. Thank you for helping my case back then."- Stark said as he lowered his head to the skeleton lady (In his eyes) sitting horizontally on Aragorn's and Gaea's laps.

The surprise that Seraph's mother was a skeleton had already washed over him. But he accepted it better when Seraph told him to imagine that she had a spell that made people see her as the representation of death and that she wasn't really a skeleton.

"Don't worry. It was the right decision, nothing more, nothing else."- This was a misunderstanding that no one expanded upon because it was indeed the right decision, just not necessarily for Stark, but for Seraph's growth.

As Seraph joined they sat in a comfortable silence, while they enjoyed the stars. Due to the fall of Santiago and the subsequent collapse of some parts of the country, there were no electrical services around these parts, which allowed a perfect, uncontaminated, view of the night sky. The fact that they were well above the clouds helped in the same manner.

"I think it's only missing some fireworks."- Stark commented.

*Snap*- Death snapped her fingers and a tale in the shape of fireworks started to play.

The Tale of a bright humanoid figure fighting against a dark draconic being, a clash of gold light and dark purple-reddish light.

"I don't recognize this story."- Stark confessed.

"Do you know it, Father?"- Seraph asked.

"Yes, I do. Gaea, do you know it?"- Aragorn asked as he watched with rapt attention the show.

"Mmmmm, no, I don't know this one."

"This is a story from the time of the Third Cosmos, before science and magic. The Story of the Lifebringer One and the Clash against Anti-All. The story of the first hero; what establishes the base of our current iteration—The Seventh Cosmos—A clash of two diametrically opposed cosmic entities. One of creation, light, order, and existence. One of destruction, darkness, chaos, and non-existence."- Death explained as the bright golden figure slayed the purple-reddish draconic one.

"Mmmm, If I'm not mistaken... one of the pieces of the Anti-All made the base for the one known as Knull."- Aragorn commented.

"Oh! I know about Knull and his infamous blade, All-Black, the first symbiote!"- Gaea exclaimed as she caught on the hint that Aragorn dropped about the connection between the two dark entities.

"This is flying over my head, and I'm not ashamed to say it!"- Stark commented with a *Humph*.

"Don't worry, Tony. I'll explain later if you want."- Seraph commented.

Like this, playing with fireworks and storytelling, they moved into the early hours of 2000.

"It's my time to go, bye my darlings, I'll see you later."- Death stood up from Aragorn and Gaea and after some hugs went away. 

"Father! Let's sleep together!"- Seraph exclaimed and dragged Aragorn to his room, Gaea followed them.

Stark went to his room after he failed to comprehend how no one saw anything sexually wrong in the relationship between Gaea, Aragorn, and Death. He could understand that Seraph was a kid in an adult body, so he could accept that she wanted to sleep with her father—who looked the same age as her—and nothing else, but the other three remained an enigma to him. 

When Gaea, Aragorn, and Seraph arrived at his room, what awaited them was a passed-out drunk Jean Grey sleeping in his bed. Yet, no one paid much attention to it, Aragorn shifted into his Honey badger form and Seraph lifted him and cuddled him between her and Jean. Gaea big spooned Jean and the four fell asleep.

{A/N:

So I'm still sick, but I was missing just a few scenes to the end of the chapter so I might have overdosed on painkillers a little to get this out of the bag. 

This is the end of the second volume, the next chapters are going to be similar to interludes, or short side stories, I'll include some lemons and I'll expand upon other characters that got little to no 'screen' time.

I already have the backbone of the direction I want to take with the next volume, but I haven't written much about it, though it will probably start directly after this (No time skip) and later I'll skip a few months.

There are some pictures in the chapter if you get to this place and find none. 

That's all, peace out! Time to go back to bed!

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