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Marvel: The Spot

[DISCLAIMER] Read the tags. ---- Ethan was once a brilliant scientist, working alongside others to unlock the secrets of the multiverse. But when a critical experiment goes awry, he is betrayed and blamed for the failure. Fired and left with nothing, Ethan seeks revenge, hacking the collider and setting in motion an event that will change everything. In a fateful moment, the collider malfunctions, ripping a hole in space and time, pulling Ethan into the very void of existence. Reborn in a strange new form with white skin covered in swirling black circles, Ethan gains the ability to manipulate these voids, warping reality itself. Now, as "The Spot," Ethan finds himself caught between dimensions, discovering powers far beyond his imagination. But with great power comes great instability, and his thirst for chaos may threaten the entire multiverse. ---- No: Romance, Yaoi, Yuri, Smut, dumb mc. Yes: Villain with an agenda, action, genius mc, marvel multiverse, chaos. AU Novel The updates depends from you.

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Chapter 26: Titans in the Shadows

Deep in the Cosmos – Thanos' Warpath

The Mad Titan, Thanos, sat upon his throne aboard the Sanctuary II, his massive warship cutting through the dark void of space like a silent predator. His face, as always, was a mask of cold calculation. Around him, the Chitauri moved in obedient silence, knowing well the wrath of their master. Planets fell under his gaze, and empires trembled before him. He was a conqueror, driven not by a twisted sense of balance in this reality, but by the hunger for raw, unmatched power.

For months, Thanos had been scouring the galaxy for the Infinity Stones. Each one represented a step closer to omnipotence, a key to reshape the universe under his iron will. However, something else had caught his attention, something that threatened to disturb his carefully laid plans.

Reports had come in from his scouts across the universe, whispers of dimensional rifts opening in places untouched by war, reality itself bending in the presence of some unknown force. At first, Thanos had dismissed them as insignificant anomalies, mere echoes of the universe's natural entropy. But they persisted, growing more frequent and violent. There was a disturbance, something or someone tampering with the very fabric of existence.

In his chamber, he sat in silence, pondering this new threat. His fingers lightly drummed against the arm of his throne, his mind sharp and calculating. The disturbance was not random; it was the work of a single being, someone with knowledge and power rivaling even the gods themselves.

A scout entered the room, bowing deeply before addressing the Titan. "My lord," the Chitauri spoke, his voice quivering under Thanos' intense gaze. "We've received new reports. The being responsible for the dimensional rifts… we believe he is called The Spot."

"The Spot…" Thanos repeated the name slowly, testing its weight. The name was meaningless to him, but the actions spoke volumes. This Spot was meddling with forces he barely understood. Worse still, his actions were interfering with Thanos' pursuit of the stones.

"Show me," Thanos ordered, his deep voice resonating through the chamber.

The Chitauri quickly projected an image of The Spot's latest handiwork on a nearby planet. The footage displayed the aftermath of his experiments, the destruction caused by his manipulation of the spotted dimension. Rifts in reality flickered across the landscape, twisting the environment beyond recognition.

Thanos' eyes narrowed as he watched. "He's tampering with the cosmos itself. Fool."

Thanos rose from his throne, his massive form casting a shadow over the room. He walked toward the projection, studying the footage closely. This Spot was no ordinary threat. He was something else entirely. But Thanos knew how to deal with those who overreached their power. He had seen it before—the arrogance of lesser beings who sought to challenge the order of the universe.

"Send word to the Black Order," Thanos commanded. "Prepare the fleet. We will find this Spot, and when we do…" His eyes gleamed with cold intent. "He will learn that there is only one ruler of this universe."

The Chitauri bowed deeply before scurrying away, leaving Thanos alone once more. He stood silently, contemplating the coming confrontation. The Spot had made a grave error in crossing paths with the Mad Titan, and soon he would feel the full weight of Thanos' wrath.

For now, though, Thanos' focus returned to the stones. But in the back of his mind, The Spot's name lingered—a threat that would soon need to be crushed.

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Latveria – Castle Doom

Far from the cosmic expanse and the warships of the Mad Titan, another power was rising in secret. In the cold, shadowy halls of Castle Doom, Victor Von Doom stood at the pinnacle of his power. His green cloak billowed behind him as he moved with purpose, his metallic armor gleaming in the dim light of the chamber.

Doom had spent months in isolation, far from the prying eyes of the world, away from even the most powerful heroes and villains. He had no interest in the petty squabbles of the Avengers or even the schemes of beings like Thanos. Doom's focus was singular, absolute. His training had brought him to new heights, blending the dark arcane arts with the most advanced technology in existence.

Every day, Doom pushed himself further, mastering ancient spells that had long been forgotten by even the most powerful sorcerers. His mind had expanded beyond the constraints of mortal intellect, and his body had become a vessel for both science and magic. The results were astonishing, far surpassing anything he had achieved before.

In his private chamber, surrounded by arcane symbols and machines of his own design, Doom stood before a mirror, but this was no ordinary mirror. It was a window into the multiverse, a tool he had crafted to observe the actions of his enemies from afar.

He raised his hand, dark energy swirling around his armored gauntlet, and the mirror shimmered to life. The image before him was of The Spot, the being whose meddling with the spotted dimension had started to cause ripples across reality. Doom had known of The Spot's experiments for some time now, observing with detached curiosity as the fool meddled with forces beyond his understanding. Doom, however, did understand. He had spent years studying the multiverse, tapping into its infinite energies and learning how to control them.

The Spot's ambitions amused him at first, but now they were a nuisance. His careless tampering with the spotted dimension was creating ripples, not only in reality but in Doom's own plans. Doom was a patient man, but even he had his limits.

"He believes himself powerful," Doom muttered, his voice a low growl. "But he is nothing more than a child playing with fire."

Doom had no intention of letting The Spot disrupt the order he had worked so hard to control. He would intervene, but only when the time was right. For now, he would continue his training, further honing his mastery over the arcane and the technological.

He stepped away from the mirror and approached a large machine that dominated the center of the room. It was his greatest invention yet, a fusion of magic and technology that would allow him to travel the multiverse at will. Unlike The Spot's crude portals, Doom's machine was precise, allowing him to explore dimensions without causing the chaotic disturbances The Spot had unwittingly unleashed.

Doom's lips curled into a smile beneath his mask as he placed his hand on the machine. "Soon, Spot," he whispered, "soon you will face a power far greater than your own."

Doom had secluded himself for months, pushing his body and mind beyond their limits, and the results were nothing short of extraordinary. He had become stronger, more powerful than ever before. His mind was sharper, his magic more potent, and his technology more advanced. He was ready.

With a flick of his hand, the machine roared to life, glowing with an eerie light. Doom stepped into the center of the device, the energy swirling around him as he prepared for the next phase of his plan.

"Thanos may seek the stones," Doom mused, "but the universe itself will bow to me."

And with that, Doom vanished into the multiverse, leaving only a whisper of dark energy in his wake.

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As The Spot continued his experiments, unaware of the forces gathering against him, two titans of power were preparing for the ultimate confrontation. Thanos, the Mad Titan, driven by his hunger for the Infinity Stones, and Doom, the master of both magic and science, each set their sights on The Spot.

The universe was vast, but even the cosmos would tremble before the might of these three beings. Their paths were destined to collide, and when they did, the universe would never be the same.

The real battle was coming.