Master Of Time Chapter 149
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A theme song is playing in the back of my mind, bringing a small smile to my face.
The theme belongs to the Avengers, a movie which Christopher Hemsworth is a major part of. He plays one of the characters, the almighty God of Thunder, Thor.
I mean he will play in the future, if not in this reality then in the next.
And considering that the Olympian Gods are as real as Zeus, I can safely assume that Thor from Norse Mythology is also real.
It will be pretty interesting coming face to face with the real God of Thunder one day.
But I suppose for now, Chris will do.
I do have half-a-mind to turn Chris into a Godlike being just for laughs and kicks, but it would not serve any real purpose other than making me and probably only me chuckle.
In fact, Chris as well as the rest of the world didn't get the obvious reference. They all know about the hammer as it is from Norse Mythology. People might recognize the hammer from Marvel Comics since the company is getting its mojo back.
Still, no one in this reality gets the correlation between Chris Hemsworth and Thor's hammer.
This is because the year is currently 2001, not 2011, a decade later, when the movie Thor is released, starring Chris Hemsworth as the titular character.
If you haven't noticed already, I am a huge fan of the Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU).
Movies about superheroes and their origins have always been a mess, at least not until a spider comes along.
I am talking about Spiderman, which should be released sometimes next year in 2002. The filming for the movie hasn't even begun yet, and I don't think it will anymore, considering the state of the world.
Once Spiderman hits the big screen, a bunch of shitty superhero movies flood the market, since some fat idiots in an office somewhere honestly believe that the people would basically watch anything with a superhero in it.
That is beyond stupid.
People can be really dumb most of the time, but they aren't complete morons.
Therefore, I have to pay my respect to Marvel Studios for crafting such an interesting fictional universe filled with equally interesting ensemble of cast. Most of the actors and actresses plays those fictional heroes and heroines do fit their role and the characters they are trying to portray well enough.
I can't complain, but it did start to go downhill with the feminism bullshits.
Still, it is a good franchise, nonetheless.
It will be a better one under my control this time around.
I am also a fan of the DC Extended Universe (DCEU), despite all of its misgivings. I suppose I will correct those problems in the prime-reality, when I am ready to produce superhero movies.
And perhaps one day, I will get to see the mighty Avengers versus the Justice League crossover on the big screen.
How awesome will that be?
Very awesome, indeed.
Ahem.
Sorry. That was the fanboy in me talking. I try not to let it out too often as I want to think more clearly and logically instead of freaking out pointlessly for the sake of pleasure and more pleasure.
It is not entirely pointless, as I have always said before, you have to enjoy the little thing in life.
If there no enjoyment in what you do, then why do it in the first place?
To be honest, I am a hardcore fan of many things. It couldn't be helped since I was born and raised in the 21st century, where the Internet is quite influential and filled to the brim with tons of memes and pop cultures.
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And as I have mentioned before, I am also a huge Star Wars fan.
I really do love George Lucas for sharing his wonderful vision of a galaxy far, far away with me while I was growing up. While his vision isn't absolutely perfect, it is still better than what Disney has shoved down my throat.
Try to shove down my throat, anyway.
Fuck Disney for fucking up Star Wars, pissing me off.
Their money-grabbing remakes also ruin a lot of my childhood memory. I am not sure why people are still paying to see those worthless craps.
I will not rant any more about that, but crushing Disney is on my list of things to do. It will be somewhat easy as I do have some shares within the company, giving me a voice.
Actually, most of their shares. Like 60%, spread out amongst many portfolios.
How the fuck…?
Oh right.
Disney was prioritized for hostile takeover due to its successes by the year 2019.
Interesting.
The only question remains now: do I really want to waste time, pointlessly crushing a giant corporation that I secretly owned.
The answer is yes. I am irrational that way.
Anyone fucking around with the things I love will find themselves not living for very long or at all. I am sure the world doesn't mind in the end if I kill a few people here and there out of spite.
A lot of people. The future is a better place without them, according to me anyway.
And who am I to judge which people should live or die?
I think everyone knows the answer to that.
Besides, protecting all the things that I have loved is one of the main reasons to why I am leading Terra Entertainment in dominating Hollywood from the year 1990 onwards.
Sure. I could have someone else do it, just like I already have done so with all the other entertainment giants around the globe and then reap the benefits afterwards.
Lok Entertainment in Thailand is an example.
But where is the fun in that?
Aside from making movies and television series with actors and actresses I really want, I am also trying to learn how to run a multibillion-dollar empire without straight up killing all my competitions.
Although that option is always available, there is a charm of crushing my opponents at their own game.
Beat a chess player at chess sort of thing.
I admit that I am cheating a bit since I do have plenty of helps and supports from Chrono Holdings and all of its subsidiaries, such as Chrono Reserves.
Having unlimited funding at my disposal just makes everything run smoother. Otherwise, it would take me by myself at least a decade to build up the foundations, connections and financial means.
Years that I don't feel like wasting.
It would also be super boring too. Super, super boring.
I can understand why Zeus advised me to find friends and allies.
I already know I have to do that, but it takes a lot of time and effort to find capable people I can truly trust with all my secrets.
Virtual intelligences don't count. They are merely tools.
And Hydra is Hydra.
The members will help me whenever they could, but they can never truly accompany me in traversing the multiverse in search for my memories and regain my powers.
Besides, their responsibilities are only to the humanity of the prime-reality. I have made sure they fully understand that.
It is also why I didn't enlist their help on the matter of this reality. It is not their responsibility.
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In addition, they wouldn't be able to do more than Legion anyway.
It does make me sad, somewhat, knowing that once I ensure the safety and prosperity of humanity in the prime-reality for all times, I would have to travel the rest of the road alone.
Thus, I have half-a-mind of turning Chris Hemsworth and people like him into a godlike being, so they could stay with me for all eternity. I do have an eternity at my fingertips.
Did my thought just go full-circle?
And why Chris Hemsworth anyway. Would Sandra Bullock be better?
Actually, there are so many people who would love to become Gods and join me on my journey. Those people also provide me with other form of entertainment if you know what I mean.
Ahem.
I shake my head lightly to clear the dirty thoughts away and then drop my smile before the pothead, who stands within the arena of the coliseum.
Chris didn't get send into the stasis cell like most of the people in the United States of America because he was high off his mind to actually vote for or against Bill Clinton.
Typical teenager.
Chris also lacks the manly charm that his older self has. He looks like a frat boy at the moment. A good-looking frat boy but still a frat boy, nonetheless. But that could be fixed with a snap of my fingers.
I am not doing that, however.
There is no point of doing so other than making all the eligible young and single women squeal out in delight and wet their panties.
That is an exaggeration, but it is still funny.
Marvel Cinematic Universe do have all the hotties for both guys and girls.
Chris for the girls, and Scarlett for the guys.
What do DC have? Oh right. Gal Gadot.
A fusion of them will be hotter than the sun. Actually, I can do that with some gene splicing. Why don't I do that to create the perfect actor and actress? Because that would be unnatural.
In respect to biology, I hate everything that is unnatural. That is why I never enjoy those 31st century virtual games. They are too real to be real, if that makes any sense.
"Hammer? Lightning? I think you have been reading too much comics."
Chris tells me amongst the chatters of the spectators. The audiences also question this, and those who have a brain wonders if my host himself, which is me, is affecting the Ori, who I am impersonating.
That is a bit confusing.
In any case, I want them to think that the Ori is being affected by a human mind. I also make sure that everyone knows this fact, as what is happening is being recorded for later reviewing by the humans of this reality.
My mother will play a vital role in bringing forth their new future.
Stephanie for the win, I guess.
"Ah, yes. Comics. Fantastical imagination in paper form, provided by Maximilien Maxwell."
I response as my burning eyes narrow ever slightly.
I then reach out my right hand, calling the micromachines hammer to me.
It immediately does and flies into my palm right from the ground, where it was.
The instant I grip the handle, lightning erupts from my body, merging with the flames before shooting into the sky.
Sparks are visible in my eyes alongside with raging flames.
Storm rapidly forms in the heaven above, and lightnings begin to descend upon the world, driving the fear into everyone.
"This is not an imitation of Mjölnir. It is the real Mjölnir. Whoever is worthy of wielding it will have the power of lightnings at their command. Those who are not will be strike down where they stand."
I speak up before tossing the hammer back into the arena below. The instant that the hammer leaves my hand, lightning rain stops and the raging storm in the sky clears itself away.
"Holy shit. Is that for real!?"
"Why isn't it me? A chance to become a God!"
"Do it. Whoever you are. Do it. Pick up the hammer!"
"That is Thor's hammer, isn't it? Like the one in books?"
Countless people are talking and discussing about what had just happened. From their perspective, it is nothing sort of magic. But sufficiently advance technology is indistinguishable to magic.
With Legion encasing the entire planet in a dome, the climate and weather on Earth is under my direct control. They aren't the only thing that under my control.
Aside from holding the future of humanity and all the lives on the planet in my hand, I can also reshape the planet or compress it into a singularity.
If those things don't make me a freaking God, then I don't know what does, honestly. They don't need to know about Aspect since in their mind, God is all-powerful and all-knowing.
Chris Hemsworth takes an awful long time to make his decision and approaches the hammer as it rests on the ground with the handle sticking upright.
He then spits into both of his hands before rubbing those hands together.
"Alright. If I can lift this, I will be worthy and get to go to heaven, right?"
Chris asks, nearly making me facepalm. He lacks a lot of finesse that his mature self has, and to think I was about to make him a God.
Maybe I should just smite him? I will let a coin decide.
"Legion. Coin flip. If head, then fry him."
I tell Legion mentally.
A couple of second later, I narrow my eyes at the pile of ashes next to the hammer.
I suppose that luck is not on his side. I might as well check if luck is on her side.
Who is her, you may ask?
"Teleport in Brie Larson next. I want to see whether the bitch is lucky or not."
I tell Selene. That is who. I don't understand why Marvel Studios decides to give such a prominent role to her. It obviously wasn't because of her horrible personality and zero sense of humor.
[Brianne Sidonie Desaulniers, born October 1, 1989, is currently being held in stasis. Confirmation for release is required by Legion. Would you like to release the subject?]
Ah. Brie Larson is still a kid right now, and as a kid, she is safe from being humiliated by me.
I guess I will make fun of her for trying to grow some manly balls later.
Honestly, if she really wants to be a dude so much, I could always switch her gender. Doing that should get the dick out of her ass. Yes. I do not like her that much.
Since Brie isn't available, I need someone to mess around with before taking on my mother.
Sadly, most of the celebrities and famous people on my mind are either in stasis or too young to place into the spotlight. This is a problem.
What to do? What to do? Maybe I should listen to some music while I think of someone.
"Show me all the available singers and musicians, Selene. Most popular ones on top. I am curious to see how much influence they are possessing."
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