Arishem

"After enduring countless millennia of honing, I had thought he would grow up by now..."

Emerging from the planet's magma stood a giant, the older brother of the Destruction Celestial, the "Sleeping Celestial" Tiamut.

Although the original members of the Celestial were born from the energy of Marvel's prime universe, some Celestials that came into consciousness around the same time or under similar circumstances viewed each other as siblings. For instance, the Grandmaster and the Collector considered each other as such.

At that moment, the "Sleeping Celestial" had fully emerged from the magma, revealing his entire form.

Like the other Celestials, he wore a full suit of armor that covered him from head to toe, similarly hued in an orange-red color to that of the Destruction Celestial.

Suspended in space, he glanced meaningfully at the massive golden book in the hands of the giant beside him, and remarked:

"If it weren't for those other beings—those with the power of death couldn't killed him."

The giant beside him nodded gently, then said slowly:

"He, like Eson, was also eroded by the power of death on the timeline; not even we could retrieve them from within time itself."

"Is that woman taking out her grudge on us younger Celestials just because she can't defeat our lord?"

"Doesn't she fear that our lord will track her across dimensions and seal her away?"

At this, Tiamut's voice took on a tone of discontent.

The giant beside him, whose image appeared from the edge of the Hall of Mirrors, had a flash in his eyes as he heard these words, though he soon calmed down.

"Alright, let's get back to the main topic."

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"How is the progress on that ultimate weapon of yours?"

Tiamut calculated mentally, then responded coolly, "It'll probably take another ten thousand years of sleep to fully take shape."

"A sword forged over a hundred thousand years, is it?"

The giant in the Hall of Mirrors murmured to himself:

"No wonder those Watchers back then claimed you'd create a weapon capable of overturning the entire universe, one that could even destroy an entire dimension in an instant…"

"Those short bald-headed ones, they may be quite perceptive."

"When I awaken again, I'll be sure to send them a little gift."

"Tiamut, continue to sleep then, but remember to return when the time comes to attend the [Cosmic Judgment]."

"Why me? Those younger Celestials should be more than enough, no?"

Tiamut glanced at the giant beside him. Through the warped light, he could see the other's determined gaze, which left no room for negotiation. Tiamut scoffed lightly:

"Fine, I'll go. I'll find out which bastard killed Destruction and forced me to make my first move in millions of years."

With that, his enormous form shrank again, and the orange-red armor on him began to emit the scorching heat of the planet's core, encasing his body entirely.

As if time were rewinding, the eruption reversed and flowed back. The desolate, earthy-yellow planet once again floated alone in the eerie stillness of space.

At that moment, the giant in the Hall of Mirrors suddenly saw a tornado wrapped in shimmering fragments of light drill into the space at his feet.

"Hmm? He's actually able to reverse the [Judgment Order] back?"

"Well, it makes sense; he should be seven-dimensional by now, or he wouldn't have been able to kill Eson and the Destruction Celestial."

"In the end, it looks like I'll have to step in personally..."

With that, he glanced at the earthy-yellow planet beside him, then gazed beyond the distorted edge of the Hall of Mirrors into the vastness of space.

"Letting him come here would only be more detrimental."

"And his arrival might create irreversible impacts on this future timeline…"

"Forget it, I'll head back myself."

A faint blue dashed line, marking the timeline, reappeared in front of the giant. With a sudden flicker, the giant and his entire isolated world disappeared in an instant.

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Is the universe boundless and infinite, bounded yet infinite, or finite without boundaries?

This has always been a perplexing question for countless scientists.

The Marvel universe is no exception.

Zane, his black cloak billowing, suddenly appeared in a quiet expanse of the cosmos. His eyes revealed two rotating, blood-red triangles as he swung his black scythe behind him, dispersing a spectral tornado of flowing light into nothingness.

Zane, just emerged from the [Divine Realm], used the visual powers of his newly acquired SS-level skill, the [Mangekyou Sharingan], to trace the end of the [Cosmic Judgment Order].

After locking onto his target, he traveled straight here.

He had now advanced to the mid-tier of the seventh dimension. After his battle with the universe searcher Eson, Zane's ability to manipulate spacetime had become even more adept.

In his recent journeys, he could now move seamlessly, leaving no trace, jumping from the fourth dimension to the seventh and crossing dimensions in an instant.

Upon arrival, as Zane's full form appeared, four invisible boundaries suddenly materialized around him, isolating the surrounding spacetime.

From inside, he could see the twisted galaxies churning and overturning.

At the same time, a giant—towering even higher than the Destroyer Celestial at his peak—filled this confined, isolated world.

Zane, nearly two meters tall, clad in a black cloak and wielding a black scythe, floated in front of the giant's chest.

He was like a speck of black sesame against the thick skin of an elephant.

If you didn't look closely, you'd hardly notice him at all.

Still, Zane showed no fear; he took the initiative to question the giant before him:

"Are you the Celestial Judge, Arishem?"

The giant ignored Zane's words and continued flipping through the golden book in his hand.

The open pages displayed bold red characters reading "Zane Sy—Guilty."

Then, a series of golden characters slowly appeared and flew into the giant's head.

"Zane Sy, from the Asgardian realm on the asteroid called Earth, designated α-5-7783."

"Born in Earth Year AD 19..."

"According to Earth's calendar, you are 27 years old this year."

"Did I get that right, young one?"

The giant closed the book, fixing his gaze on Zane with a calm expression.

"Knowing you're from Earth, I thought you might be a descendant of our female Celestial who once came to Earth, about five thousand Earth years ago."

"She was one of the few female Celestials among us and the only one who successfully produced offspring."

"Of course, that applies only to original members of the Celestials."

"What nonsense is this? Just because a few details match up, you're ignoring all the rest? But that's a huge stretch."

Hearing this, Zane recalled a scene from the original story.

A female Celestial. Celestial Madonna had once visited Earth during 114 AD at the palace of Zhang Heng in Luoyang.

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TN: The last part is not made up. In the comics such a thing happened so I did not remove this. And this is not Nationalism so no need to say that I did not do a good job translating this Chapter.

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