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After magically manipulating the King of Wakanda for the sake of what I considered was best for the world in the great scheme of things, I was left alone to think, but when that usually turned into a self-doubt session of me questioning myself for what I had done, so I started to change my focus, burning all my alone time doing dungeons.
You see, the problem was when I was alone when I had nothing but time to think, no matter how much I tried, my mind would go there, perhaps it was because it was recent, and it would remain at the top of my mind for a bit because of that, but I hate it.
So, the only way to erase such a difficult situation was by occupying myself, yes, I know it was at best a temporary solution, but for now, it would do.
Besides, doing dungeons was proving a good emotional excuse to avoid facing my feelings, I mean, most people drink to avoid dealing with their emotions and their mistakes, but me? I do dungeons, I level up while neglecting the voice in my head that makes me feel bad.
Again, I know this is by no means a healthy path, but I just wanted peace, at least for a bit.
[LEVEL UP!]
I grinned at the notification that brought me out of my long reverie, I was finally in the one hundred seventies, which was amazing, at this pace I would surpass Thor's level before the events of Iron Man begin, reaching the three hundreds with ease.
Well, that was if I continued doing four to six dungeons a day.
But the question was… would that be enough to face Thanos? I had no idea how strong the Mad Titan was, which made my entire mission to stop his possible snap all the more impossible, perhaps soon it would be time to travel the cosmos on the quest of gathering information.
[New Quest Created: The Secrets of the Cosmos! And the Predators that Lurk Within!
Description: You alone know what is to come, but what can you do about it, how can a man prepare if he doesn't know how strong his enemy is? Well, the answer is simple, to prepare you must reach the skies, and find what you can about the Threats that will hold the universe to its knees.
Objective: Investigate in the ever-expanding universe about the predators that lurk in the cosmos, some of them are free, others are imprisoned, but all are very much alive and waiting for the time to strike.
Investigate about Hela 0/100%
Investigate about Thanos 0/100%
Investigate about Knull 0/100%
Investigate about Kang 0/100%
Investigate about Mephisto 0/100%
Investigate about Galactus 0/100%
Failure: Death, The Gate, Enslavement of both body and soul.
This quest has a 10-year timer.
Rewards: ?????????]
Knull, Kang, Mephisto, Galactus, Hela, so Thanos is literally the least of my concerns… "I almost wish I didn't get this quest," I sighed, looking at the quest, heck it even had a timer, that's new, the failure consequences are weird though, what is the Gate supposed to mean? I will get killed or turn into one?
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[Unknown POV]
In his pocket dimension, Alex trained day and night, to avoid the voices of his consciousness eating him away. Mortals rarely learned, no matter how long it takes, their choices good or bad, always come back to them.
But I suppose, this was the only way, for what was to come would forge the man he was destined to become. After all, he had no choice, he had been chosen.
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[Emily Walker POV]
Daddy was sad, I had no idea why, but he was sad, I knew that I could tell, how he would smile just to pretend, how his laughs would feel somewhat empty, so I had to take manners into my own hands, I would not allow daddy to be sad, I refused that!
"So, what are we doing again?" Nat asked with a sigh, rubbing her eyes in a tired fashion.
"We are going to bake!" I declared with a smile.
"It's 3 am in the morning," Nat replied with a yawn.
"Nat, do you want me to show you the graphs again?" I said, threatening to show her my 201-page long graph presentation with detailed information about Daddy's emotional state?!"
"No, but if you hadn't shown me the presentation, we would've been here four hours ago," Nat rolled her eyes, "Fine let's bake cakes," she smiled.
"We will bake a cake for each letter of his name!" Ten cakes, to show our love!
"Can we use your magic?" Nat asked, and I gasped, how could she ask that, I mean, yes I could, but where would be the love in that?!
"I will not even justify that with a response!" I huffed.
"Fine… ten cakes the old-fashioned way," Nat chuckled.
"Good, now let's start!" I declared, ready to enter the next phase of my plan, learning how to make cakes, I mean, I knew how to make cookies, how hard could it be?
[Three hours later]
"Why is that cake on flames, we haven't even baked it!" Nat shouted as she ran towards the flaming cake with the fire extinguisher.
"I don't know!" I cried as I was painfully forced to slay one of my cakes that had become sentient because of a magical surge that came from me when things started to go south.
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[Alex Walker POV]
I was happily sleeping in my bed, when all of the sudden, a flamming cake came running into my room, followed by Nat with a fire extinguisher. A single thought came to me, as I saw Nat kill the living cake.
What. In. The. Actual. Fuck!?
"Sorry, dad, problems with… ok, I don't have a lie prepared for this, so I will go ahead and walk away and hope you think this is a dream…" With that said, Nat left back to the Kitchen, where I could hear Emily screaming.
"What in the actual fuck?" I muttered.
"They wanted to bake you some cakes," Bucky answered as he came into my room. "Don't worry, I've been keeping an eye on them."
"Hm," I chuckled, "So… how come a cake came running into my room? Are my daughters playing God out there?"
"Magic and baking powder apparently don't mix," Bucky shrugged his shoulders.
"DIE YOU UNHOLY TIRAMISU DIE!" That was Nat.
"I made you! And I can unmake you!" That was Emily.
"Huh, should I be worried they sound bloodthirsty?" I hummed.
"Is there such a thing as a woman without a bloodthirsty side?" Bucky snorted.
"Touche," I nodded, going back to sleep, tomorrow I would call someone to repair whatever they broke, for now, I would sleep.