《Multiverse of Marvel》263. Ragnarok
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"It's fine if you go away. But who will be the Sorcerer Supreme if you go away? And don't tell me it will be Strange. He isn't ready to take over the mantle." John said.
"He isn't but you are. You can be the Sorcerer Supreme. You have the power and knowledge to be one." The Ancient One said.
"No. I won't be the guardian. Let Mordo, Wong and Constantine handle your position. I will be on the sidelines when required. Strange will be the Sorcerer Supreme when he is ready." John said.
"John, you are the perfect candidate for it. Why refuse it?" The Ancient One asked.
"Because of Black Winter. You don't know it but I know. And being the guardian of Earth wouldn't do me any good. I will have to travel to multiverses soon to find some answers." John said. The Ancient One sighed as she understood that John was right.
John then turned around and said
"I think you all have questions but before that we need to undo the damage we did. Regigas can you make the Himalayas again? It will seriously affect the ecology if it's not rebuilt." John said.
Regigas and the trio understood what John meant and thus walked towards the destroyed mountain ranges to rebuild. They were huge so when they walked there were mini earthquakes all around. John really thanked his stars that he had brought out Pokemon before this war against the Black Priests. He had immense help.
"Alright for answers, let's go to the Ring. SHIELD can handle the things here. Wong, Mordo, Strange, the kages and Arceus are welcome to join. Your questions will be answered. Is that fine with you all?" John asked.
Everybody nodded. John then waved his hands and everybody appeared in the Ring. The kages represented the ninjas, Arcues - the Pokemon, Wong and others for the mages. Even the Ancient One joined in this meeting.
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They all went to the Hall of Justice and everybody took their seats. Many were tired so they all needed a break. They all had been silent as they really wanted to hear the upcoming story from John. Even Strange, who had many questions, didn't say a word.
"From my previous conversations with Strange you might have understood what they are called. They are the Black Priests, or the Field Surgeons of the Multiverse. It's the multiverse's defense mechanism which kicks in when there is a threat for the multiverse. When I dream, I dream of both the past and future. I have said before that the future always changes and this time I was on the unknown side."
"I thought that the Black Priests came because of Molecule Man and the incursion but I was wrong. My dreams might have created a butterfly effect in all of the multiverse and probably the emergence of many of you all played a huge part in the changes of the future. Let's leave the story of this 'incursion' for now. Let's focus on Black Winter."
"Thor, is there a mention of Fimbulwind on the books of Asgard?" John asked Thor who was listening attentively. He heard John say that in future he stopped Black Winter so he was more interested in it.
"There is." came the answer but it was not from Thor but from an old voice from behind. Everybody turned their heads only to see an old man in golden armor with white beard walking towards them. On his hand was a trident.
He was Allfather Odin.
"Father, why are you here? We handled it already." Thor got up from his seat and said. When Thor said this everybody understood that he was Allfather Odin. Except for the kages, the Ancient one and Arceus all stood up to pay respects to the King.
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He waved his hands to let them be at their seats. Odin went and took an empty seat in the huge hall and said to everyone.
"There is a mention of Fimbulwind. The Black Winter. The end. The Ragnarok. And no son, this Ragnarok isn't for Asgard but for all of the universe. Nothing more is written about it. When Heimdall said that you and that other guy mentioned Black Winter, I knew this matter was serious." Odin spoke.
"Yes. It is serious. But before I explain Black Winter, I will have to mention one thing. Our universe is the 7th iteration. What I mean by that is, our multiverse has already been destroyed 6 times. Yes you heard it right. 6 times, the universe had gone through life and death. And every multiverse's death comes with the Black Winter. It is the Black Winter who comes and devours the multiverse, killing everything with it."
"So yes, this is the origin of Black Winter. The actual and true Ragnarok. I suppose you all have questions. Ask away. I will explain all your doubts."
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