Author's Notes:

Firstly, as always, I would like to thank all those who favorite, followed or reviewed my story so far. Your support is really appreciated and pushes me to try harder.

Secondly, some of you wondered why Taylor lost her Master power even though her rebirth regenerated her whole body. The reason for that comes from the fact that the Corona Polentia and Gemma, what gives Parahumans their powers in Worm, are in fact shards of the Entities themselves, and not a natural part of the body.

So as the ritual regenerated Taylor it took the remains of her Shard as if it was a part of the slayed God power and not an actual part of her body, converting it into energy for her new Authorities instead of actually healing it.

Thirdly, I must say that I was pleasantly surprised by the very positive feedback I received for this story first chapter; I mean, it got over a hundred favorites in less than a week and that's awesome! That in turn motivated me to try and finish this chapter far sooner than I had originally intended, so please enjoy the early update.

Lastly: I do not own "Campione!" or "Worm Serial".

\V/

Or Become a Campione.

Taylor had no idea how it could have possibly happened, what could have possibly caused this sudden change.

Everything she knew regarding parahuman powers said that such a thing should not be possible, that what she was currently experiencing could not happen, and considering the fact she knew a lot of classified information that even high ranking government members or PRT personnel had no idea about, that was saying something.

But as she watched the sweeping dunes rushing down beneath her and felt the hot desert wind buffeting her face she could not deny a very simple inescapable fact.

Somehow she was flying.

She knew her powers should be gone, lost and removed alongside her Corona Polentia and Gemma due to Contessa's precision shots. And yet here she was, apparently with a completely new power set.

But even though she had no actual proof, she knew that something regarding this new power was completely different from the shard based powers granted by the Entities.

For one she somehow seemed to know precisely how her new powers operated, as if someone had imbued an instruction manual along with them right into her mind, and taking in consideration the fact it had taken her months to even start to truly master her former power, she could most certainly attest that it was something no parahuman power naturally had.

And yet in the past few hours she had already managed to grasp how her powers worked down to a usable level.

For another difference, her new powers seemed to need some kind of prayer or incantation to be said for them to work, incantations that somehow she already knew the words for, as if they were spell words of some sort.

'Great somehow I'm a witch, Myrddin would be thrilled.' A small part of her mind could not help but think with a tinge of sarcasm as she remembered the eccentric self proclaimed wizard hero.

And finally instead of one singular power she somehow found herself bearing no less than three clearly distinct power-sets. Something that not even Eidolon had been able to do at the height of his power. Not to mention one of her new powers seemed to be some kind of variant of said hero own power-set.

She hadn't yet experimented with the other two powers, but what she had been able to gleam about them alongside the power she was currently using made her certain that this was most certainly not something based upon the Entities shards.

She had no idea what this could possibly mean, and it both confused and worried her quite a bit, but she would take what help she could get in her current situation, so she wouldn't look a gifted horse in the mouth, at least for the moment.

Shaking her head clear of such thoughts she focused at the majestic sight she was observing in the horizon, happy that after nearly an entire day stranded in a desert she now knew where the hell she had been dumped, the combination of the immense desert beneath her with the three massive pyramidal structures fast approaching in the distance making it pretty hard for her to mistake where she was at the moment.

Mentally checking how long she still had until her flight power dissipated she decided to touch down a few kilometers away from Cairo proper, for not only had she no desire to plummet to the earth by pushing her power up to the last minute, but she also had no knowledge of how badly she was being hunted right now, and simply appearing right in the middle of a large city in such a attention grabbing fashion seemed like a really bad idea.

After all her actions during the Golden-morning had in all likelihood granted her an Kill Order, at minimum.

'Yeah discretion is definitely the best part of valor in this case.' She grimly decided as she gently touched down between two tall dunes, inwardly marveling at how easily she was controlling this new power.

Yes there was definitely something amiss regarding this situation, and finding out what it was took definite priority.

\V/

If she still had any doubts she was not in Kansas anymore so to speak the faded travel agency advertisement she had just passed by in the office wall, promoting the benefits and cheap costs of visiting Kyushu in Japan of all places, would have immediately put said doubts to rest.

After all in her home world of Earth-bet Kyushu now dwelled deep beneath the waves of the pacific after being put there by Leviathan, making visiting it a tad bit difficult.

Her earlier research had also showed that this earth apparently had no parahumans, or powers to speak off for that matter; thankfully there were also no sightings of all-powerful eldritch abominations hell bent in destroying humanity either, well at least not out of fiction.

All in all this was actually good news for her continued well being and survival, since if this Earth had no dealings with her home dimension, or with the other dimensions where Scion had rampaged, that would mean there was also no one here out to take her head due to her actions as Khepri

But at the same time she couldn't help but feel that something was wrong, that something was missing, that something simply did not add up. A feeling that what she was seeing was but a small part of a greater whole.

It was that very same feeling that had made her use the two remaining charges of her new Eidolon type power to grant herself temporary Thinker powers in order to try and better access the situation on this new Earth as she availed herself of the computers in one of Cairo's public libraries.

The results of her findings did not fill her with confidence.

There was definitely more to this planet than it was immediately apparent. Her powers had managed to show her the loose ends left behind in dozens, if not hundreds, of perfectly fabricated cover up stories regarding so called natural disasters or strange accidents that were clearly nothing but natural or accidental.

Regrettably her charges had dissipated long before she could make more definite conclusions and would take eight hours to recharge, and the charge she had used for the flight power that had taken her out of the desert would still take about another two hours before she could use it again, leaving her decidedly antsy regarding the situation at hand.

This agitation and nervousness was not helped by the fact that somehow she now apparently could both read and speak in perfect Arabic, despite the fact she hadn't even known what the language sounded like before today.

All that nervous energy had in turn led her into wandering into the seedier parts of the Egyptian capital while she waited for the time to pass by and her power to recharge, but her little late night excursion, that had simply started as a way of burning off her nervous energy, had ended up turning into a very profitable venture due to her past dealings with the criminal underworld of Earth-bet, even without the use of her powers.

Checking the poorly disguised stash house for traps one last time she calmly left the office that until moments ago had contained the criminals' illicit gains without alerting any of the lookouts outside. Coming from a world where people had long since grown used to dealing with super powered criminals, and took appropriate measures to deal with them and protect their goods, the defenses around the place had been laughable at best.

Carrying out a duffel bag filled to the brim with the fruits of her venture she exited through the roof before making the short jump to a neighboring warehouse, thinking that now that she had the funds all she had to do was find someone capable of making her an fake identity, which in this part of town wouldn't be that hard a task to accomplish.

But even as she considered what would be necessary to create a new civilian identity part of her mind could not help but fix itself upon the strange weather that was gathering in the horizon. Some kind of concentrated windstorm forming amidst the pyramids, gathering sand in a funnel like format, while at the same time somehow the temperature seemed to be hotter now than it had been during the day despite how notoriously cold desert nights were supposed to be.

'I have a bad feeling about this.' She decided as she lowered herself using a drainage pipe back to ground level, eyes locked at the strange weather phenomenon.

Back home such disparity from the norm, such a sudden display of strange abnormal weather, would have meant one think and one think only, Endbringer.

And considering what she had managed to dig up regarding all the cover ups of supposedly 'natural' disasters while in addition with her usual luck, she wasn't really hoping for it to be any different here on this Earth.

Firming her resolve she decided to find a place to stash her recently acquired funds, it was time to find out exactly what was happening around here.

\V/

Looking at the ever growing sandstorm located a mere mile away from her position Anit Khalfani could honestly say that she was not having a good day.

She had eventually accepted the fact that she would one day enter the service of the Council of the Sands, what with her family's history of service and her own talent regarding the family's arts.

She knew her skill with wards was simply too valuable to allow anything else, and had long since resigned herself that her own desires mattered little in the eyes of the family. She had made peace with that and served the Council, if not enthusiastically, then at least dutifully.

But now standing right next to where a Heretic God was slowly manifesting into the world, the sandy winds battering her olive skin and her long braided black hair, right alongside the other few unfortunate enough mages tasked by the Council to ward off the area so that no civilians could enter it, she couldn't help but wish she had chosen to defy her family and went to college abroad instead of staying back in order to further perfect her mage-craft.

She knew that not even the full might of the Council could contend with a Heretic God, and that what she and the others were doing could barely count as a delaying action at best, while the higher ups panicked and fruitlessly searched for an answer to the problem at hand.

It was a bitter pill to swallow, but she would not delude herself, grimly acknowledging the harsh truth. They had been all but sacrificed in order to buy time, no one expecting them to hold out for long or to actually succeed.

Her morose thoughts were cut short as her earpiece flared to life, signaling an incoming transmission.

"Anit we got a sighting of a civilian entering your quadrant! A tall white skinned woman with long black hair. What the hell are you doing, are the wards down?!"

"That's a negative. The perimeter wards are still going strong; it should have repelled all civilians attempting to enter the area." She dutifully replied while checking the integrity of her spell work.

"Well it clearly isn't working as intended, so much for the Khalfani's supposed mastery of the art." Was the sarcastic reply coming through the radio waves. "Go waylay that crazy lady before she gets herself killed!"

Her boss all but barked, Anit having to bit back the scathing reply that was on the tip of her tongue regarding the pompous fool that was safely back at their mobile headquarters, over ten miles back from the front.

"Understood, departing immediately." She calmly said, not a trace of her contempt appearing in her words.

"Benevolent Shu, he who rises up, carry me into safety upon your winds embrace!" She intoned the spell before jumping out of the perch she had been stationed, allowing the enchanted winds she had summoned to carry her towards the intruder.

But even as she sailed through the air she couldn't help but wonder how a civilian could have penetrated the perimeter.

She normally wasn't one to brag, but the fact was that even if she was young, just entering her twenties, that didn't mean her wards weren't powerful; she knew that there were no practitioners of the magical arts in the whole of Egypt that could rival her in that particular field.

Very few beings could force their way through her spell work, even fewer were able to do so without her notice. So the fact that a civilian woman of all things had slipped her notice and bypassed her perimeter was simply mindboggling.

Her spells were still intact and held far more than enough power to block even accomplished magicians, let alone a civilian, so how had this girl simply strolled through them as if they hadn't even been there? It was almost as if the magic in the wards had been unable to latch into her.

Putting those thoughts to the side as she approached the clearly visible figure of a young tall dark haired woman standing atop one of the observation platforms close to the pyramids, she focused at the task at hand, getting this suicidal oblivious individual out of the epicenter of what was easily turning into the greatest magical crisis Egypt had faced in decades.

But just as she landed right in front of the intruder, mouth already opened in order to deliver a scathing remark regarding said intruder's intelligence, Anit found herself muted by what she could now sense.

Power, vast amounts of magical power; somehow hidden inside this young woman there was so much power that it was as if she was now standing right next to a sun.

No human could posses so much power, no natural being should posses so much power. The only beings that held within them such vast reserves of energy were the Gods themselves! Well Gods and those rare few that had achieve the impossible task of slaying them, the Campione…

And the moment that that particular though darted within her mind she froze right where she was standing, wide eyes locked upon the woman's own curious emerald gaze.

'Okay Anit, calm down.' She thought with a tinge of hysteria, trying and failing to calm herself. 'You just stumbled upon a Devil-king and are now standing between her and a Heretic God, no big deal.'

Looking as the woman started to slowly close the distance between them a small unhelpful part of her mind couldn't help but remark that she was really not having a good day.

\V/

Watching the young olive skinned woman descend from the sky, from the direction of the very center of the freakish sandstorm that was slowly growing in strength, Taylor could feel a small sense of satisfaction despite the situation at hand.

'So there really is some kind of worldwide cover up conspiracy.' She thought with finality as she quickly analyzed the 'parahuman' before her, intending to try and open up a dialogue in search for more information, but ready to fight if necessary.

This proved that there were people with powers in this reality and that, unlike her own home reality, they went to great lengths to keep out of the public eye. This at the same time raised both possibilities and problems.

Having spent the last few years of her life immerged in the world of capes she knew that it possessed its own private culture, conventions and laws, this secret society of power users would be no different, point in fact it would probably be even worse if they were truly as isolated from the rest of humanity as her initial search had hinted. But at the same time she would not have to completely hide her own powers in fear of being treated like some kind of devil or divine being.

But before she could act upon her still growing plans of action they were brought to a halt as she noticed that not only was the woman not speaking, but she appeared to have literally frozen up on the spot, small shivers running down her body.

For a moment Taylor feared she could be suffering from some form of medical condition or be experiencing some kind of attack, but as she started to move towards her in order to help, the sudden look of fear that was clear in the woman's gaze told a different story altogether.

'She is terrified of me.' She thought in confusion, realizing that this woman who had never seen her before and couldn't possibly know what she had done in the past, was utterly terrified of her.

Her feelings of confusion were only raised as the woman suddenly dropped to a knee, hands clasped in front of her chest and head bowed low, as if a supplicant standing before some all powerful monarch.

"My apologies Your Grace, we had no idea you were visiting our country. How can this one be of assistance?" She said in a subservient tone of voice, her body language humble and contrite.

Taking in the sight of the woman kneeling before her, unminding of the ever growing sandstorm raging all around them, Taylor found herself formulating one single thought.

'What the hell?'

\V/

Taylor's Authorities:

Eternity's Sight. (Scion)

"I saw that which should have never been seen; I've gazed into the abyss and watched its secrets; I've peered into infinity and learned its truth; I've stared past the veils of reality and witnessed its wonders; nothing shall escape the sight of my all seeing eyes!"

An Authority that grants the user perfect understanding of everything that is happening around her in a eight block radius, roughly 800 meters, effectively creating an sphere of omniscience centered around Taylor's body.

There is technically no upper limit to how long this Authority can be used at a time, but its use demands a toll upon the wearer in the form of headaches caused by the information overload, the longer the wearer uses it and the more information being absorbed at once the larger the migraine caused afterwards.

Golden Hero (Scion)

"A hero endures; Stalwart and firm; Unyielding and unafraid; Dauntless and resolute; His might unequalled; his power unmatched; his mettle incomparable; for he is the symbol of that which shall remain past eternity's end. A hero endures."

An Authority that turns the body of its user into a golden avatar of immense power and extraordinary resilience for a period of up to thirty minutes; while on this state Taylor can freely adjust her body's density, the larger the density of the avatar the greater its offensive strength and defensive capabilities, there being no upper limit to the body's density level, but doing so also slightly reduces the user speed accordingly.

After being used it takes forty eight hours before this Authority can be used again.

Shards of Infinity. (Scion)

"From the void I claim you! From the ether I beseech you! Come to me fragments of creation! Grant me thy blessings in my hour of need; invest me with thy might; empower me with thy graces; for I'm the agent of thy will!"

An Authority that allows the user to temporarily grant up to three power 'shards' to herself or another person for a period varying from sixty minutes to six minutes depending on the rating of said power.

First Taylor must decided upon which category the power will fall: Mover, Shaker, Brute, Breaker, Master, Tinker, Blaster, Thinker, Striker, Changer, Trump or Stranger; and afterwards the rating, from one to ten, of said power, a level one power lasting for sixty minutes, while a level ten power lasting for only six. Powerwise a level one power is akin to a powerful spell casted by a particularly strong mortal mage, while a level ten power is akin to a full blown God's Authority.

There is a measure of randomness regarding this Authority, for while the user can define the category and ranking of the power, the specifics of the power itself are left to chance, for instance Taylor may choose a Brute 9 power, but while she knows that will mean some form of physical power and that it will last 12 minutes, she will not know precisely what form said Brute ability will take.

It's possible to try and guide the choice of the power, but it demands laboriously vetoing the powers offered until finally stumbling upon what is desired, all the while the timer for the power is already running.

After being used each 'shard' takes eight hours before it can be used again.

Author's Notes:

So those are the Authorities that Taylor got from Scion.

I pondered long and hard in regards to what form they would take, since Scion's power was, technically speaking, ALL the powers, and his immense strength all but demanded Taylor's Authorities to be strong ones too.

The first could be considered a mutation of her own 'Swarm Sense', the second is based on Scion's own physics defying avatar and the last one is built upon Eidolon's shard. I tried to make things interesting and prepare her for the level of opposition she will face in the world of Campione, while at the same time avoiding overpowering her, hopefully it worked out alright.

Regarding the fact she got three Authorities from Scion instead of the usual only one.

Campione Canon says that under certain circumstances a Campione may receive more than one Authority from a single Heretic God, normally that being due to a high level of compatibility between the Campione and the slayed God.

I took that and used the fact that since Scion was not an actual Heretic God his power could not be returned to the plane of myths and legends, so I used that extra energy lingering around and Taylor's own close connection to him due to her own shard as an explanation to why Pandora manage to gift Taylor with three Authorities instead of the usual only one.

Next chapter we will have the confrontation between Taylor and the descending Heretic God, I wonder if any of you can guess which particular God it will be.

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