Hello guys and newcomers, allow me to introduce myself: I am the Phantom Penance!
I've realized that my poll for a new story hasn't been receiving the votes that I need, so for some added incentive, I've decided to give you all a glimpse of each story I may or may not be making.
A warning: Only two of the four will be made into actual stories, so choose carefully.
Review if you have any questions, vote if you like the story, and most important of all: These will vanish at the end of next week, so there's a time limit.
And now, the Preview!
ASURA: WRATH IS ETERNAL!
There was nothing without the Mantra, that was the belief, and one man–a deity- had destroyed all the mantra there ever was, is, and will be. He should be ashamed of himself, that he annihilated millions of life, but he was instead glad that one life was preserved from his destruction. A very precious life.
But that life had floated on in the void cosmos, determined to seek a new beginning or perhaps eager to leave the darkness that made up the graveyard of her father.
In the end, there was nothing left. No life, no mantra.
Or so that was the common belief.
The overlooked basis of mantra was that mantra-no matter how sophisticated it was made- was still a form of energy, and all energy cannot be created or destroyed.
They thought mantra to be destroyed, but it rather took a formless appearance, like water without a cup to give it shape, for the old container was dead. Without a master, mantra was left to itself to just exist without a purpose, without a proper form.
That changed soon enough.
Mantra was a living energy, all who had lived and died would join it in the Afterlife, it was powered by the chaotic memories of the dead, too chaotic to find a cornerstone to make the new world. So it clinged to the latest memory it received before the Maker was destroyed, it searched the reason why mantra was used and why it was reduced to its meaningless state.
Rage. Pure Rage. A Great Wrath that burned bright, it still burned bright.
That wrath tamed the chaos in the mantra, gave it a form of fire, and from that fire came earth.
That earth was made into a sphere where the fire covered its surface, scorching the ground and sky to a blood red.
Very quickly the fire began to consume the earth and reduce it back to nothingness, it was ruining everything, so that pure rage was bottled up inside the earth, locked away for a millennia as mantra took its timely course.
Life would come onto the planet, a violent life that lived to destroy itself and everything around it, a life that would be void of any intelligence for some time.
It was not a bad planet for a first attempt, but without its Maker, peace will never touch that planet, that dimension even.
Yes, it was a deadly and raging place, devoid of light and life.
A very Dark Dimension indeed.
And the prototype is finished!
So I decided that the ending of Asura's Wrath would be the creation of Doctor Strange's Dark Dimension if any of you hadn't of caught on yet.
Questions I have for you:
Where do you want Asura to enter the Marvel Universe, (at what time?) during the Civil War? Battleworld? Age of Ultron?
If you have any questions, just send a review and I will answer them all with a detailed review.
VOTE!
MAY THE FLAMES OF YOUTH BE WITH YOU, ALWAYS.