SOoooo, this nightmare was a little.. fun to write so far and Whoo! After sitting down and typing I finally finished this chapter and plus this the beginning so lets start of with a bang while were at it! Yours truly, Dream
Brrrrrrrch! Brchhhhh! Brchhhh!
The wake to consciousness was not pleasant and refreshing. I woke up feeling exhausted.
I tossed and turned looking for my phone to turn off the horrid alarm.
Click!
Ahhhh- silence at last…. Never mind, I'm too hungry to stay in bed anyway.
I quickly got up and wandered around in my boxers before tumbling into the bathroom. I picked up my toothbrush and half asleep brushed my teeth and went downstairs. I sat down and munched on a piece of toast and a cup of coffee.
I got up and started reaching for my toes, enjoying the pull of my muscles. I stood up, crossed my arm, pulled to the side, and did the other side.
I started my jumping jacks and did them until I could feel all the sores in my body disappear.
"Open-Instant dungeon."
I was suddenly acclimatizing myself to the new gravity and atmosphere as I floated in the crimson sky of the Flaxen home planet dotted by black clouds and clusters of architected spires that pierced through them, inhabited by the planet's natives.
I grinned.
I zoomed through the planet's skies announcing my arrival with sonic booms and cotton trails that traced my path to the capital of the planet.
"Status," I said.
Name: Markus Sebastian Grayson
HP: 1,000,000/1,000,000
MP: 100/100
Level: 347
Age:16
Race: Viltrumite/Homo Magi
Occupation: Entrepreneur
Title: Flaxen Emperor
Aliases: Edward James Elric/ Roy Mustang/Selim Bradley
Affiliations: The Viltrum Empire
Alignment: Neutral
EXP: 92,275,674/10,000,000
Money: $2,791,749,158
Attributes
Strength:115,736
Vitality:389,214
Dexterity:228,891
Charisma: 32,391 [SUPPRESSED- 681]
Intelligence: 78,744
Wisdom: 67,843
Luck: 78[SUPPRESSED- 27]
Status
Buff: N/A
Debuffs: N/A
Foils
(Somewhat Tragic Backstory: +20% encounter rate with Villans and Heros.)
Boons
(Viltrumite Physiology:
Viltrumites are a powerful extraterrestrial species with immense strength, exceptional durability, and rapid healing. They can fly at high speeds, possess heightened senses, and survive in space without breathing.
Their "smart atoms" enhance strength and resistance to damage. With extended lifespans and innate combat skills, Viltrumites are formidable beings that also grow stronger as they age.
x1000 on all physical stats.)
(Pseudo Zenkai Boost:
Every time you come near death while fighting, if you survive you get stronger.
1.25x boost on stats)
(Billionaire, Entrepreneur:
+50% to all reputation gains)
Bio
"Mark" Sebastian Grayson is the most solitary alien warrior who has the goal to conquer all. To do this he isn't rushing, he will live for thousands of years and he will use technology and magic to ensure his immortality. He has conquered the Flaxans and their neighboring worlds, He has an empire, and a powerful one at that. Mark plans to have fun while doing this and will use his frugal wealth and power to achieve whatever else he wants.
I haven't been doing anything these past couple of years. I've discovered the ID and abused it to train the hell out of me. I've been pushing myself to the brink damn near every day and the results have shown themselves. I have had years to train myself and study. There was no reason why I shouldn't be as strong as possible and I exploited that.
"Sire- we've finished the exoskeletons you've requested." A voice rang out behind me, I was on the ground for some reason.
Damn, my spatial awareness is shitty.
"I'd like to see it," I said.
And he led the way.
Yes, in case you're wondering, yes I did conquer the inhabitants inside my ID, they were incredibly advanced, and even though I had to do some convincing when I first arrived they were very cooperative.
They crowned me their king in exchange that I wouldn't destroy them. They had an issue- a lot of issues. They were milking their planet of everything and now that their planet was dying and could no longer support them they took to the stars and tried expanding, key work tried. They couldn't conquer the other planets inside their solar system and when I came along they were already developing weapons. I annihilated them and most of their cities, but when I proved too powerful for them they kneeled and surrendered.
I helped them conquer their other planets and almost died at first due to a lack of information, but I escaped and bided my time and helped them develop their weapons. Do you know how much more destructive and imaginative humans are with their ideas and weapons? I mean when I came back with an armada they didn't stand a chance. I conquered the rest of the 5 planets in the solar system in quick succession and used the uninhabitable ones as mining fields and resources.
"Sire, we're here." The flaxen said in a nervous voice.
I stood in the laboratory surrounded by tired-looking scientists and engineers. In the center of the room, I saw a large black tarp covering a large object in the front of the room. I could feel myself giddy with excitement at the device that had been made.
"Sire I uh- have the honor of presenting to you the new Powered Exo-Skeleton."
He dragged the tarp off, and I was met face-to-face with-
"Oh my God." I could feel my eyes twitch.
"Ah- sire is-is this not what you wanted?"
"No just…why… does it look like…?"
"E-ah- eh - the new material used for the armor is an organic-synthetic hybrid of metals and is highly conducive to the energy source you suggested-"
"It's way too bulky," I said " but other than that it's fine I mean have we put a subject inside the suit to test its capabilities?"
"Um w-well," the lead scientist stuttered and adjusted his collar "Because the purpose of the Exo-Skeleton is to weather severe damage and dish out considerable force- there were no subjects able to withstand and test its upper limit. We revised our designs and went with this so the armor can be more durable and produce more force."
"I get that but do you know how expensive these things would be to make? Like, just in the resources and the process to make one, and you want to mass produce this as the main weapon?"
"Ah, well Sire these are for war-time and the front lines. We actually made a sleeker build for regular combat use."
"What are the benefits of the suit?"
"While we did not have any volunteers for the previous one, this one we have had a couple but it'd be better to show you."
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"Uh- Sire utilizing the theories and palladium I believe you called it?"
"Mmhm." I supplied.
"We used the palladium core to generate the miniature fusion reaction that powered everything, and we used concentric rings to contain the plasma and we added in cooling systems to manage the heat. This is a great boon for our research."
"Really how so?" My mind was barely in the conversation, it was more focused on some of the female scientists.
"Well um- the reactor converts it into electrical energy which is regulated and distributed throughout the whole suit, this can be used for nearly everything- and I mean everything sire." He explained
"Everything?" I questioned.
"Ah- yes, everything. This arc reactor as you call it can power our homes, our cities, our ships, we can power our weapons, this-this is a near indefatigable energy source that can go for centuries." He laughed.
On my mini-map, I could see we were approaching a rather large room but I looked around to see the other projects being done in the other rooms. In one room they were tank ammunition being developed, in another people were experimenting on something.
We took a left and he was still droning on, I wasn't paying attention.
We took a right and we reached a room designated Powered Exo-Skeleton Testing Room. Inside the room, there was a heavy-duty steel wall with reinforced glass letting us peer into the other side of the room. On the other side of the room, there was an open empty area.
On the other side of the glass, I noticed a flaxen come out wearing the severely slimmed down Powered Exo-Skeleton.
Now to say it was an Exo-Skeleton would be wrong, it wasn't an exoskeleton, more of an armor like an Ironman suit. The suit was pure white with the arc reactor shining an electric blue in the center of its chest.
The lead scientist moved toward the control panel and pressed a button opening a gate that released a tank blast.
The really weird thing about having your perception accelerated beyond your body's reaction speed is how it feels to move. The best description I could give was that to my eyes and mind, it was like running through a swimming pool - but to my body, it was perfectly normal; none of the resistance that that kind of action would generate.
But with my enchanted perception, I saw the shell creep slowly through the air and I saw it slowly impact the suit and explode.
Even with the reinforced steel and glass separating us I could feel the subtle shake and the dust and heat produced by it. I waited for the dust to settle and saw the flaxen stand perfectly and uninjured and not scratch him.
"He… hehe… hehehehe…. HahahahahHAHAAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHA."
I snapped my head over to the scientist and laughed in giddy excitement, I picked him up and embraced him in a bone-crushing hug, careful not to pop him like a balloon.
"OH, YOU SEXY GENIUS!"
I have a fucking Ironman suit.
IRONMAN. SUIT!
I almost screamed out observe.
Legendary Craft Suit
Ironman Suit
Durability: 79,000/79,000
An immensely powerful armor and upgraded version of the regular Flaxen Exo-Skeleton. The regulars have now become obsolete as these can be used for battle but are much slimmer and easier to use.
It uses an Arc Reactor as a primary energy source, so it has a near-indefinite lifespan if not broken.
Effects
Grants +120% to Strength, Agility, Durability
Grants Repulsor Blasts
And better yet these can be mass-produced, I basically have a fucking Ironman army.
"You've done an amazing job, you can mass-produce the suits and make an industrial line to construct arc reactors into every appliance and every building," I said after collecting myself.
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"Instant Dungeon-Open."
My eyes stung in pain at the sudden change in light.
I rubbed them and opened them to reveal my penthouse. I looked around and plopped down on my couch.
"Codex Entry-Mother Box."
Codex Entry- Mother Box
Crafted by the Himon, its origins are shrouded in mystery. This sentient device whispers ancient secrets and grants its wielder extraordinary powers. It can summon Boom Tubes, open gateways across the macrocosm, and heal wounds with a touch. It manipulates matter and energy in ways that defy understanding, operating on a level beyond mortal comprehension, although it should be noted these are almost exclusive to Apokolips and New Genesis, and acquiring one is beyond difficult.
I wanted a Mother Box, well I didn't necessarily need it but it would make life so much easier, from the comics it was a supercomputer of cosmic proportions but there was an issue.
They were incredibly hard to find and the only way to get one was through Darkseid and his empire of Apokolips. At first, I thought of giving him my empire but there was nothing I could offer the literal God or embodiment of evil in exchange. So that was put on the back burner for now.
Speaking of Darkseid he was fucking bullshit.
Pure bullshit.
You know how the Multiverse exists and everything that can happen will happen or has happened is happening in the infinite Multiverse and all those stories are just as possible as anything else.
These universes have different iterations of everyone and everything and they are all random, but not Darkseid oh no no no. See, every single variant of Darkseid is intentional and one part of a collective like some hive-mind that makes up a much larger and much more powerful God sitting outside spacetime. He controls the other Darkseid variants like puppets from his throne.
He doesn't or rather can't enter the Multiverse himself or doing so risks destroying it. He once erased infinite realities by falling on them.
He. Erased. Infinite. Universes. By. Falling.
Falling.
And apparently every God in DC shares this quality. They are all living self-aware ideas.
And I signed up to defeat them all.
I fucking hate my life sometimes.
And on an even crazier subject Superman and the Justice League contend with these on the regular, that I refuse to believe. I mean the thought of the Dark Knight going up against being that he is infinitesimally times weaker than is amusing, I mean imagine The Flash and his speed force going up… against…. Holy shit.
Codex Entry- The Speed Force
The Speed Force is an extra-dimensional energy that surrounds and encompasses the Multberse. If heroes like the Flash siphon enough of it and manipulate it properly, he can make the laws of Physics his plaything and move at any speed imaginable with no consequence to himself or the surrounding area. The users of the Speed Force can bypass the E = mc2 or work with it to use things like the Infinite Mass Punch, perceive events in less than an attosecond, or stretch a single second into years.
Oh. Oh.
Knock. Knock.
"Sir? Are you there?" A heavily aged and cultured voice rang out and broke my train of thought. I gave the speaker a glance. A 35-year-old man with amiable but stoic facial features dressed in a pitch-black business suit. He was Adam, my personal assistant, and Cyborg.
Yes, personal assistant, I was a business owner after all this world was in desperate need of Rice Krispies.
"Sir?" The butler quired again, with a hint of concern in his tone.
"Adam, we should open up another branch of Legacy?"
"Sure what were you thinking?"
"A snack enterprise," I said with a grin
"Are you- you know what, yes sir," He said with weariness covering his tone.
XXX
Themyscira
December 9th
11:28 PM
Philippus strode through the halls of the Penetralium, her footsteps echoing throughout the dimly lit corridors and the chilled cold air making her shiver. She approached the center of the building and confirmed that the Mother Box sat where it always did, on the raised altar in the center of the room.
She walked up to the box and stared at it, she thought of how such a small object was the cause of so much fear and destruction. The thought made her laugh and she turned on her heels and started making her way out and to her Queen Hippolyta, the thought drew a smile to her cold face. The queen was beautiful beyond description and the way she carried herself was to envy, she sm-
Something was wrong.
A gust of wind tickled the back of her neck and she stopped immediately and turned back around.
It was empty.
She slowly made her way back into the chamber cautiously.
She once again looked around. She stared into a corner but there was nothing there. Slowly she turned and started walking again-
Another gust of wind tickled her senses.
She drew a knife from her waist and flung it back to where the intruder was.
It was stopped by what appeared to be absolutely nothing.
"Who goes there?" She demanded.
The area shimmered in the dull light and stood a man- no a boy just appeared into reality.
He released the knife and it dropped and met the stone floor with a dull
Thang!
She unsheathed her sword and lunged at him. Her blade was blurring and cutting through the air.
He raised his arm in defense and the blade just stopped in contact with his arm. The Amazon growled. She jumped backward and rushed back at him, she swung the blade at his neck and he leaned back in response. He leaned back and used the opportunity to stab at him. The blade stopped once again in contact with his body.
That did not deter her. She crouched low and tried slashing at his legs but the sword just bounced off his skin and she leaped up and tried slashing at his eyes.
His hand lashed out and grabbed her neck while she was still in the air. Her body dangled from his grip and she could feel herself choking. She swung her fist at his face and
Smack!
Her fist extended outwards caught by his hand.
He crumpled her hand and pulled.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
He dropped her as her voice shouted out in pain as she cradled her now stump.
He tossed something away it landed on the ground with a wet
Splat.
It was the mutilated remnants of a hand, it was still twitching. Her fingers bent at awkward angles with a bone sticking out and reaching towards something before going limp.
He bore his cold and uncaring eyes down on her broken form and reached towards the altar holding the mother box.
"No, you can't take-"
All she saw was a blur before nothing.
XXX
There was a fact about Wonder Woman that might be a bit confusing.
She isn't human.
At least not fully, she was a clay sculpture given life by the Greek Gods, she was given blessings by the Gods that led to her powers and abilities.
She was an ambassador for Themyscira, and she was charged with making relations with the world of Man. Her sisters were still on Themyscira training and fighting or doing god knows what.
But there was something special about Themyscira, it couldn't be found… at all. There was no way to reach the island through normal means, but I for one was not normal, or more the Game was not normal.
"Observation."
Legendary Island-Themyscira
Themyscira is a nation exclusively composed of women, governed by Aphrodite's Law, which grants the Amazons immortality as long as no man sets foot on their island. Men are strictly prohibited from entering Themyscira, with the penalty being death. The island's location is kept secret; it has the ability to shift its position across both land and time, rendering it undetectable to outsiders. Additionally, anyone who leaves the island immediately forgets its location. Themyscira functions as a theocracy and serves as the capital city, acting as the center of government and the origin of Wonder Woman. Plus it's where all the hot babes are.
Cool right? Even though I needed to damn near look through every inch of the ocean, I found it.
I looked down at the headless and handless body before looking down at the mother box cradled in my arms.
I set it down before taking 2 vials out of my inventory, I turned her corpse upside down and watched the blood pour into the vial before I stopped capping it, tossed it into my inventory, and ripped off a finger before tossing it into the vial and then into my inventory.
I'll study those when I can, there is no reason why the Amazons should be as strong as they are but I mean I'll figure out why soon, maybe even use it on myself to get stronger.
"Observe."
Name: Philippus of Themyscira
HP: 0/10,000
MP: 0/2,000
Level: 57
Age: 3,895
Race: Amazon
Occupation: Themysciran General, Protector of The Queen
Title: General
Alias/Aliases: N/A
Affiliations: Themyscira, Olympus, Hippolyta
Alignment: Good
Attributes
Strength: 12,369
Vitality: 15,196
Dexterity: 11,585
Charisma: 7,559
Intelligence: 91,917
Wisdom: 57,717
Luck: 1,867
I lobbed the mother box into my inventory and blasted off through the roof and into the night sky.
God, I could already imagine how much easier my life would be after this.
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Themyscira
7:35 AM
The chamber was silent.
The sunrise light leaked into the chamber illuminating the mutilated corpse and blood-soaked room.
The smell was atrocious.
The sight alone was enough to make some of the best warriors weak in the stomach.
"Who?"
The question cut through the tension like a knife through butter.
The women in the room looked at each other, confusion heavy in their expression.
"Who did this?" The voice was deadly calm.
"Your Highness we have no-"
"Who did this!?" Queen Hippolyta screamed out.
The silence continued.
"Let it be known now, contact Diana, and inform her of the situation. I want whoever did this alive."
The Queen stood still and clenched her jaws tight enough to bring her pain.
"Clean this up."