Interlude #6

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Interlude VI

Technomancer in MCU

Outside the Marvel Omniverse

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Oh man, he had never thought that the actions he did on a whim would turn out to entertain him for so long.

He had thought that those two poor souls would not survive for long and even if they did, they would just do the boring old cliche of conquering their planet and then go on their separate paths due to human greed only to eventually kill each other in an all-out battle.

He had seen that play out in a similar way hundreds of times. But, somehow that time was different. The souls he had picked were an anomaly in themselves. It was as if somebody had already blessed(or cursed) them and his alterations to their souls were considered an overlapping blessing. There was something on their soul that was capable of resisting, even if only for a brief moment, his powers.

Curious. Very curious indeed.

He was acting out the usual role he had assigned himself for the past few omniversal cycles. Something he had found out by reading some stuff that an old hunched man threw at him. He was furious when he was disturbed in his slumber but after reading through the material(how it remained in one piece in a place drowning in void energy was beyond him), he was hooked and ever since then, he had never looked back. He was more than happy reincarnating poor souls that found themselves floating in the emptiness of the void he called home.

Some of the souls were ordinary ones with no prior exposure to the supernatural ever, those ones were the most boring ones as they either fell into the black and white, good and bad, cliche scene. 

He had grown tired of that and was looking for souls that could interest him more. Someone who fell not into the black and white but into the shades of grey.

And, as if some higher entity answered his call(he was not so foolish so as to believe he had reached the pinnacle although he was pretty high up there), two souls had stumbled into the little pocket of the void he had varved around for himself after he learned that privacy was important for people to develop new hobbies and interests.

They were unique. One of the souls burned with a brightness he had seldom seen in a mortal soul and the other one seemed to be blending in with the void energy in the surrounding.

He was interested in them but not enough to actually converse with them but on a whim, he delved into their minds with nary but a thought from his mind.

It was one of the perks of being a creature born from the winds of energy that simultaneously heralded creation and destruction.

Sifting through their minds, he got the gist of the situation and was glad that somehow they were sent to him of all people.

At least, he was tolerable. 

He didn't even want to think what would have happened to them should they have traversed in one of the Old One's domains. Death would have been a mercy then.

And so, he got to work. Weaving himself into their dreams was easy enough. Finding out that both of their dream worlds were connected somehow and they were having fun digging holes on a beach they dreamt up while their souls were burning outside was mind-boggling. 

He had never thought that he would feel so many different emotions at once. But witnessing two guys enjoying their seemingly last moments was poetic in a way. He had learned that much after consuming so much of their culture's content.

Now, if he could only find a way to get past Netflix's DRM, then it would be perfect. 

He had thought of waiting for them to finish playing around for a little while longer but then, out of nowhere, he felt somebody's gaze on him. A gaze so heavy that he was forced to take serious note of it but thankfully, whoever it was, they were just warning him.

Shaken and beyond excited by the ordeal, he promptly pulled both of the boys out of their dreams and introduced himself to them, ready to give them his usual spiel.

Ah, it had been so much fun watching them fight over the choices they were supposed to make. As if they had any choice in the matter. He was about to give them random choices but then felt the same heavy gaze on him.

Astonishingly, the gaze became lighter or heavier when he chose different topics. With the gaze's guidance, he gave them the two options he would have never given them on his own. It would have been either too easy or too hard, depending on their choices once they landed in their universe but as a rule, he checked the strength or in his case, the brightness of the soul.

If the soul looked like it could handle a bit of adversity, he chucked them with an appropriate powerset into one of the hard universes and if the soul looked soft and squishy to him, then he gave them a significant leeway.

In the case of those two, the one with the brighter soul was given the power of Technomancy, along with a few drawbacks that would catch up to him with continued use of his powers in a couple of years.

The dimmer soul was given the power of adaptation and assimilation. Honestly, it was a pretty broken power set individually and together?

There were hardly a few things in the universe he was sending them to that could possibly harm them should they reach their full potential.

With the power distribution out of the way, he sent the souls on their merry way.

Watching the dimmer soul get hurled into a hell dimension by forces unseen had him munching on his metaphorical popcorn.

Whichever the way the story had unfolded, the one thing he knew was it was only about to get wilder from here on out.

As if agreeing with him, he felt the gaze nodding along with him.

Okay, who the fuck is that? At first, it was amusing, but now it's downright annoying.

But as soon as that thought passed through his mind, he felt someone slap him.

That's it, IT was on.

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Word Count - 1081

A/N - Very short, I know but the creative juices were not flowing optimally today. Will try again and let you guys know.

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