(That's a little freaky...)

Chapter eleven:

Travis was stunned for several seconds before he organized his thoughts enough to ask the question that was burning in his mind the most. At the same time, he finally put his thoughts to voice instead of relying on Jack's ability to read his surface thoughts.

"I... can visit your multiverse?"

A pleased and proud feeling emanated from Jack. He thought to himself. Good, good, good. Talking this soon is auspicious. I wasn't mistaken. This time will be different. Tying his thoughts up there, he moved to answer Travis's question.

"Yes. Of course you can. Do you think that because we are now the same kind of entity that you no longer could go back to your home universe or to any of the other universe's that I have created?"

Travis felt a little embarrassed. "I didn't think it was possible, that's true, but rather than that. I didn't even think about visiting your multiverse. I figured I'd have to wait until mine matured before I could visit my own.

Jack chuckled. "Well, it's possible. You also could wait, but you created different Primordial gods than I did, so nothing will be the same. It might not be a Marvel multiverse at all. So if you want to meet your heroes or even maybe date some of them you would have to visit one of my universe's, or many of them."

Surprised. Travis quickly asked. "What do you mean not a Marvel multiverse?"

"What I mean is that what you've created more likely will end up being something completely new. The only way it could be the same is if you forced it to be. Take it from me though, forcing fate can lead to instabilities in yourself as well as in the multiverse, making it much more likely for the multiverse to collapse and for you to have to start over from scratch. And that, is a painful thing to go through."

I see... Travis started to wonder what sort of universe his first would be like. Whether there would be super heroes or maybe something else. Those Wuxia novels were pretty awesome, but I doubt they'd be possible. Most of those characters end up becoming beings close to something like me and I don't know how that'd work. Maybe they'd grow into being another Primordial? Nah. I wouldn't like that. I'd rather have superheroes, giant robot's, aliens, and supervillains... Speaking of universes though.

"How could I travel to your multiverse?"

"Easy. Jump in. You won't be able to maintain the same form you have out here, and you won't be able to consume anymore of the Primordial chaos until you exit. Though it shouldn't be a problem, you're already rather full, and depending on how your Primordial gods do, it should last a few million years at least and a few billion at most. If you create any more gods, you should have enough to create two or three universe's. As for your form, you'll look like how you just now when you talked with your son's and daughters. Not the dog head, nice one by the way, but when you were interacting with them."

"Alright. Sounds good. But I have a few more questions before I think that. What sort abilities will I have? You mentioned that I would be as weak as the Incredible Hulk, but that's not everything is it?"

"Ah I thought you would ask deeper questions, but this is fine too." Jack looks up in the distance. But to spread the heavy stuff around, I find. Especially in a story. If you tackle all the hard stuff at once than the rest of the story becomes superfluous and weak in my option.

As Jack started his mini rant it felt as if he was talking to someone who wasn't there. Travis had a thought about it, but it felt rather crazy for it to be even possible. Is he breaking the fourth wall? Is there a fourth wall here? That'd be insane. Or maybe... he's insane? He started backing away, thinking that his mentor was a bit off the rocker and might not be safe.

"Anyway, you were asking about the abilities you'd... What are you doing way over there?

Travis froze. "Uh nothing, just thought I could listen better at a distance. Nothing to worry about... Haha..."

"Okay. Are you feeling alright-" I'm fine"- well if you say so. You know the infinity stones right?

"Of course."

"Well, in my multiverse you'll have the same abilities, just extremely watered down. You can manipulate time in a localized area, just reverse, slow someone's relative time, as well as speed up your own, see into the future or past by a trillion years.

You'll be able to see a person's aura, how they're feeling, what sort of personality they have, all of that will be in your visible spectrum. You'll also be able to intuit when people are destined to die, and I don't mean death due to accidents or murder, I mean when their bodies are hardwired to die. It'll be something immutable, and unable to be changed.

You'll have short range teleportation and a decent sense of the space around you. The ability to connect to someone telepathically as well as read people's surface thoughts. You can alter reality a bit, make illusions, summon temporary constructs, that sort of thing. And of course you can at least give the Incredible Hulk a good fight with your strength and endurance.

Travis lowered his head. "Woah."

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"Yeah, I know, it's a step down from what you're used to now. But as you and your son's and daughters create more you'll get stronger. Each universe you create is a qualitative leap in strength. You create a universe, not only does it increase your power, it increases your control over that power. Think of each universe as a focus point, your power passes through it gets channeled and amplified while simultaneously your powers are what makes the universe function. Symbiotic relationships. Anyway, the more universe's made, the stronger the channeling and amplification."

And just as Travis was going to ask how to create a universe, Jack raised his hand and stopped him.

"Listen, we have so much time, literally an eternity for me to talk and for me to explain things for you to listen and for you to understand. But we should really move things along." With that Jack started to get fidgety. Observantly, he thinks, Travis caught his movement's. It wasn't really being observant, though, as it's rather hard to miss such things when the person being observed is a giant compared to yourself.