Adventures of John: New World Order

Introduction

My name is John the Adventurer. Not really. But in order to protect my identity, I usually refer to myself as such. Our world, our reality, is not the only one there is. There are an infinite number of planes of existence beyond our own, realms of myth and magic filled with all manner of beasts and creatures. There are those among us, ordinary people in all other aspects, that have a connection to one or more of these worlds. Their connection to these worlds can often give them abilities beyond those of other men, or even provide passage to these worlds. Many of these gifted individuals are unaware of their abilities.

I am one of these people, except I am aware of my gifts, and I am not merely connected to one realm, but to all of them. Because of this, I can see and speak with creatures from these realms, as well as separate my spirit from my body and use it to travel to these realms. When I am in these other worlds I can use the magic inherit in these worlds to do anything I can dream of. These are the tales of my journeys through the magical realms. These are the Adventures of John. Why am I posting my tales on a fan fiction site, you ask? Well, you wouldn't believe the people I've met.

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So, I've done a lot since we first met. Or since I started writing these stories, anyways. I saved the universe from a crazy rift-opening spell. One of those times it was actually my fault, and the other time it was the fault of my friend Jack Frost, who would later be the best man at my wedding. My wife is Elsa the Snow Queen, and she is currently pregnant with our child. I'm technically almost forty, though I look like a teenager in this world and a guy in his twenties everywhere else. Not long ago I saved the entire multiverse from the Void, which was going to consume everything. You're welcome for that, by the way.

My list of friends and allies is full of all sorts of wacky characters, from my old buddy the Mad Hatter to my sometimes ally Elphaba, aka the Wicked Witch of the West. She really doesn't like me much, but she will help out occasionally if she feels like it. I am also a friend and occasional companion of the Eleventh Doctor, but seeing as the last time we spoke he was almost on his way to Trenzalore, I doubt we'll be meeting again anytime soon. I'm also an honorary member of both the Justice League and the Avengers, which is really cool.

Unfortunately, while I have a host of amazing powers, none of them work in our world. Unfortunately, magic is dying out in our world, and there just isn't enough of it for me to do anything other than see magical stuff and send my mind to the magical realms. Luckily I was able to establish a permanent connection to Arendelle, which is actually in an alternate universe, so I split my time between our world and Arendelle, where I spend nearly all of that time with my pregnant wife. In this world I live an almost ordinary life, until the universe decides it needs me again.

I was hoping that I would be able to relax for a while, just read, write, and enjoy my time with my wife as well as my time away from school for spring break, but the universe had other plans. The Shadow Trickster, one of my oldest enemies, returned and was somehow able to split my soul in half, transforming me into two separate entities, one of which had all my powers but none of my humanity, and the other with none of my powers and all of my humanity. Luckily, with the help of Jack Frost, Nicholas St. North(Santa Claus), and my wife Elsa, I was able to bring my two halves together before anyone got hurt. Unluckily, Hans, who had previously gained the throne of the Southern Isles by killing off nearly all of his brothers and tried to invade Arendelle only for me and the Arendelle gang to take him down, escaped his cell in the chaos.

If that wasn't bad enough, the Wednesday night of spring break I had a vision, where I saw the Trickster kill a bunch of people and ramble on about Chaos. Then I saw a confusing mix of images, including a strange flag flying in all the world's major cities and a second moon in the sky, as well as hearing the words "Are you ready to play?" over and over again, and then I woke up. And my visions are never about trivial things. They almost spell out some kind of impending disaster. I tried to push it to the side, but it wasn't long before I couldn't.

The vision began to come true on the first day back from spring break, in the most insane adventure of my life. The day that a second moon appeared in the sky. Or, as I like to refer to it, the week that never happened.