Motes of light washed over my head for a moment, and then I felt comfortable protective weight around my head. I couldn't see it, but I knew what it would look like, after all, I had imagined it. It was a classic ancient Greek helmet, shining gold in color, with a classic red mohawk on top of it, my memories of Jason told me it was called a crest.


Marvel: Godly ascension.
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