《A Different kind of Hero (Marvel)》Chapter 2: The Golden Finger
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"Alexander Achilles, welcome to my sanctuary" the maiden said with a dazzling smile
"uh-huh? so is this the place where the douche bag can't get me? cause if it is then I'm here to stay" Alexander said while looking around
"Sadly No. This place is the boundary of the multiverse" said the beautiful maiden "ah! where are my manners, my name is Nakia and I am the gate of the multiverse"
"The what now? I know Multiverse exist cause the douche bag won't stop talking about other universes but to think there are things beyond the multiverse? It's quite unbelievable" Alex said in surprise "then again I live in a world full of Undead Monster so Jeez.. What do I know"
"Yeah there are things beyond the gate(me), think of it as the same as that theory about the infinity, where there is an infinity bigger than an infinity, same here there are multiverse bigger than this multiverse" Nakia said "I know it doesn't make sense but enough of the mumbo jumbo science crap, I am here to grant you the other two wishes you were deprive off"
"wait I got another two wishes? I thought I can only wish one?" Alex said in confusion, the douche bag never really explain how the wishes work or how many he can wish
"yeah the one you call douche bag wanted to cheat you on your wishes and my job is to grant you that remaining wish you were deprive off" Nakia explained in a manner of fact tone
"huh is that so? What cause such response?" Alex ask "I mean why would you go to so much trouble instead of just...I don't know, like send me on my way or something"
"His Father the god of this Multiverse took shame for the actions of his son, so as a way to make reparation, he wants to make sure you safely cross the otherside and start a new life without hitch" Nakia said "so wish, I promise there are no such strings attach"
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Alex thought for a bit then said "would it be possible to bring with me the nanobots on my body and would it be possible if you enhance my intelligence into genius level?"
"well that's kinda bland" Nakia said with a deadpanned look but then nodded with slight appreciation "I applaud your modesty, you know you're the first one i have met with a bland wish like that, most of your kind usually wish for some money, harem, system or some ridiculous power to summon anyones use pantsu (don't ask where the last one now cause he is being detained in some super secret underground prison, deeming his ability to be above omega level) well moving on, the nanobots are a freebie also an AI well be there to assist you in controlling those nanobot instead of using your watch like you use to and we can certainly enhance your brain"
"uh-huh so uhm.. I kinda don't have anything else, I really just want to survive the next word" Alex shrug "well if you want to you can pick my wish for me Nakia"
Nakia smiled again and said "oh i have just the thing for you to ensure your survival, where your going is a place of technological "Marvel" so taking into account that you are good with techs, have an enhance brain and needed money, I'll grant you the ability to create any material you want as long as you've seen it"
"well thanks! It will surely help me with things, Thanks Nakia, so what do i have to do now?" said Alex who was thankful to the bountiful gifts he had acquired
Nakia pulled out a bag out of knowhere and hand it over to me, she said "here are you're SI starter pack, this includes a few days of food, water, money, clothes, identity papers and two Dessert Eagle enchanted to not run out of ammo who are also switchable to non lethal"
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"uhm.. Nakia? I know It's a bit much to ask but will it be possible for me to bring my sword with, I kinda want to keep it to honor my dead parents, the legion and.. her" Alex said while muttering the last one silently
Nakia couldn't help but smile knowingly at the man infront of him "You truly are the greatest of them all Alexander, even though you've been betrayed, hurt and cheated on you still tried to honor the fallen for that you have my praise Alexander Achilles, Praetor of the 12th Legion, The betrayed, The Outcast and The Great and as a reward for your hardship I give you, your sword" it glowed as a sword started to form infront of Alex, dropping into the stone that appeared out of knowhere peircing it, just like the sword of England
"Whoso pulleth out this sword from this stone, is right wise King born of all Astadel" Nakia said with a hundred kilowatt smile "nice isn't it? Instead of England, it will be Astadel (formerly known as USA) the country you were born in"
"Thank you Nakia for this gift" Alex said while grinning, grabbing the hilt of the sword he pulled as the sword came off, bringing with it a Holy glow "This is truly wonderful Nakia"
"off you go now, I still have matters to attend to" she smiled to Alex once again "you truly are a great person Alex bye bye"
"goodbye and thanks for everything Nakia" Alex said as pure white started to ingulf the surrounding and then a few minutes later his now in a park
"huh... So this is how it look likes before the plague"
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