Taking Flight And A Vow Struck

Entry 38:

Alexandria POV:

As I finish meeting with Emily over the death of Lunk and the rapid downfall of the Azn Bad Boys, we both share a drink to the rapid change enveloping the city.

{Are you happy he has enslaved us and is running amok? We are one of the strongest beings on the planet, and we serve him?}

I need not even answer you as your methods would have led to our death at the hands of the nine, all for Contessa's foolish plan.

{A plan we all agreed to! At least I did before that bastard locked me in my own head}

No, it was a plan you agreed to before the supreme leader showed us the light and the mistakes we made.

The concessions of consciousness we made were unacceptable and ineffective in the long run.

We murdered innocents.

We experimented on adults and children.

We assassinated thousands across the planet.

We keep corrupt regimes in power.

We give others their worst nightmares made real to cause them to trigger in the hope, not chance, that they develop powers.

The voice remained silent, and I sat back in my chair, pondering the next move of the PRT now that the supreme leader was taking out threats left and right.

{So that's it. I remain trapped in my head while you run the show A Puppet Given Life by Ozias}

I am not a puppet! I am a changed woman, willing to give credence to others' plans rather than follow the whims of an alien precognition power.

I am not the weak fool you were who followed Contessa's word and power like everyone else. I am enlightened.

I am better than you will ever be as I have learned to relinquish control, and the whole world will benefit from it.

So you will watch as he succeeds while you live your day-to-day in fear that we will be weak and alone like before we got our powers.

For now, I have to deal with our greatest foe the paperwork from this mess, and remember, the only reason you can even speak is because the supreme leader allows you to.

As the former Alexandria says nothing, I smile as she begins to see things my way, and I return to work preparing troop movements to move in on ABB territories.

Who knows, maybe the supreme leader may reward me for my hard work, and it would be nice to spend time with someone who might not break in half if I came down on him.

{Oh, you bitch don't even think about it!}

"But I am not thinking about it. You are," I think innocently while smirking.

{What do you mea-}

Linus Ozias POV:

Space is the final frontier, a void of emptiness that no man can survive for too long as the vacuum of space or the sun's rays will kill you.

Yet, here I stand on an observation deck looking over Earth that I flew from to reach the station.

As I flew through space, I felt the difference in my solar absorption rate as it exponentially increased. I could feel myself growing stronger by the second as my suit acted as a battery/container for any excess energy.

I have my own Superboy Prime solar suit, which feels invigorating.

"The power of the Sun in the palm of my hand," I say, almost in a trance, which I reluctantly pull myself from to enter the station.

I look over what I have helped build and feel pride in myself as I am standing on a multipurpose space station that will, in the future, hold space fairing vessels by the hundreds.

The reason I even traveled here was to check on the creation of the orbital platforms as well as test my growing abilities.

With a small amount of oxygen, I can fly through space and fly across the solar system in a couple of minutes.

But enough of that for now as I comb over the progress reports from Dread, who I gave some time to spend with Dragon, his new AI girlfriend.

No, I am not jealous.

Connor has been watching Kaiser as the man slowly dies in order to avoid any complications.

Marcus and Kara are helping Chloe at the office in Brockton Bay.

For now, I help direct resources on the station to construct the orbital guns better while adding some of the new tech I have been able to gain.

Primarily combining the STING weaponry with some cosmic power from Eternal tech will for sure lead to the death of Zion.

I am taking no chances, as one of these orbital weapons could fatally wound an entity, and I have 25 of them that can move around and fire at near-light speed at its standard setting.

After a couple of hours of work, I bid goodbye to the magnamite on the station, go through the airlock, and fly back down to Earth the fun way.

As I return to Brockton Bay, I land in my office as the windows are hard light holograms and find Chloe hard at work, as launching the Nexus will be a significant step in getting humanity ready for space travel.

I am essentially using the Nexus as VR training for space travel. If I know anything about gamers, they are an adaptable bunch.

It will also help keep boredom from becoming a problem as an infinite entertainment simulator will keep the population satisfied.

I do not want a golden age Eldar blood orgy to be a thing.

Eventually, humanity will evolve beyond the need for VR, and I will have to deal with that with, hopefully, the exploration of our universe and the universes beyond.

Humanity's hold on the universe won't last forever, but I want to give humanity a chance to go beyond the stars we see in the sky.

I will not be here forever as there are worlds in need of my help, of my guiding hand to help stave off chaos and suffering.

I may have a hero complex, but it is not. I simply want to see potential realized and unneeded suffering ended, and unlike those reincarnated MCs, I will show no mercy.

There will be no quarter for those who follow chaos.

I am going to hunt down every last entity, and once I am done, I will look upon a grateful universe.

(There is going to be a significant time skip in the coming chapters, as there are actually very few threats to deal with.)