(General P.O.V)

"My lady, it's getting cold out here. Would you please consider coming inside?"

The high priestess of the god of Light asked.

She was a beautiful thing. Dressed in a long flowing golden robe, with pink hair and white glowing eyes. Her most prominent feature however were the huge beautiful white wings behind her.

Kori enjoyed her company and thought she radiated a warmth that reminded her of Aden.

"I can still feel his presence."

The Tamaranean princess said, smiling sadly. Her fingers inched up towards the necklace on her neck. A promise that no matter where he was...he would always find his way back.

"His divine touch is ever present among the believers."

Serene assured her with a smile. They both looked up at the starry night sky.

"We have faith even when all hope seems bleak. Even when despair is all we can see. The light from Adenal will never stop lighting up the sky. And so we can sleep content with the knowledge that everything will be okay."

Kori chuckled.

"Wise words. He would love you." Then she caught herself.

"Does. He does love you."

Serene smiled brightly.

"Thank you Star Mother," she bowed only for Kori to grab her by the shoulders.

"Please don't bow. I thought we agreed for you not to call me that?"

She chided lightly. Serene merely smiled.

"Mom!! They have a honey pool! Can we go swimming in it?"

Breeze's voice came from inside the palace.

A scandalized look came over Kori and she flew inside at fast speeds while shouting,

"Kids that is not a swimming pool. Do not dare enter the starlight waters of healing!"

She left Serene alone, standing on a balcony overlooking the holy city of Adenal.

"We pray for you Lord. We pray."

She held her palms together and softly said.

(Elsewhere)

The Ancient One and Xavier were still caught by surprise by my words enough that they didn't react when I made my next move.

"Now leave."

I told them, dismissing the mindspace and expelling them back to Earth through spatial manipulation.

It was instantaneous. One minute the Ancient One's mind was working lightning fast trying to comprehend and theorize if what Aden claimed was actually feasible. Creating a Force? It wasn't entirely impossible. Odin had his Odin Force which was a well of divine and mystical power only accessible to him.

And in some way, Avatarism could be considered a Force. It was different from other dimensions of power that's for sure. It had it's own rules of application and a system that had not only been developed for countless years but one that also had some inherent uniqueness. Like how elemental magic could be summed up in 4 main branches.

Between one blink of an eye, the Ancient One found herself seated in her room with Thor and Loki sleeping before her, knocked out. One of them was using the other as a pillow and Mjolnir was painted a very bright pink color. The Ancient One found herself chuckling. The Avatar was not what she expected at all.

She got up and paused in her step. Now that she was back, it made sense that the Avatar had also let Xavier leave. She stared at nothing for a few seconds before leaving for her personal library, there was a lot she needed to know.

Especially if The Avatar actually made his claims a reality. The fact that the minute she stepped inside she felt the familiar energy pulse of the book of Vishanti, brought a smile to her face. Yeah, not at all what she was expecting.

(X mansion)

Charles' body jerked as his mind was thrown back into his body.

"Oh my god! Professor... you're okay."

Jean said with a worried look on her face. Xavier blinked his eyes, feeling a little disoriented after what had happened. He was back. Charles recognized his room and the scent of his couch. He slumped down in relief.

"Don't crowd him. Let him have some space."

Hank McCoy popularly known as Beast informed the gathered X men, Cyclops, Jean, Wolverine and Storm. Magneto was also present, standing a short distance away.

"Charles...come find me when you can. We have a lot to discuss."

The Ancient One's voice sounded out in his mind along with an address of where they could meet up.

She cut off the mental link before Xavier could answer back. Unfortunately, the people in the room managed to grab Xavier's attention.

"Good to see you're okay Old Friend." Magneto said, nodding his head slightly.

"We shall discuss whatever it was you... experienced when you are not occupied."

Then he turned to leave only for Xavier to hold out his hand.

"Wait, Eric..."

The X Men gasped.

A second later Xavier realized why. He brought his eyes down at his crippled limbs. He had actually moved his feet. His left leg was off the couch and bent slightly, muscles shifting under his pants and supporting him.

"I can feel my legs."

He told them, feeling the almost overwhelming bombardment of sensation. Prickling as his brain reworked, remembering how to translate signals from his now healed spine.

"My god..."

Storm muttered as she and the rest, even Charles looked on in shock.

"Charles...you can walk..."

Magneto was similarly stunned. His old friend who had been crippled for a huge chunk of his life could now walk.

"But how?"

Cyclops spoke up, asking the question that was in everyone's minds.

Xavier smiled a little, the face of a dark haired man with tan skin, green and red eyes appearing in his vision.

"I have a pretty good guess on who's responsible for this."

(Aden's P.O.V)

I stood in outer space, simply staring out into the Solar System or rather at the blue planet harboring the only intelligent life for hundreds of light years. It was only just entering the 21st century. The year below being 2001. It was as expected, beautiful, even with all it's flaws. The cradle of humanity, as I liked to call it.

And to keep it that way, I needed to make sure Mars was around to divert or block asteroids that might collide on earth. I turned my back to Earth and focused on the atmosphere of Mars.

The Ancient One had left it in small perfectly sized segments drifting in space. I mean, I couldn't really blame her for that, seeing as I was the one who had banished them back to Earth. Let's change the first thing.

I raised my hands and stopped. For all my power, I actually had little clue on how to go about it. Should I use magic? I mean I had no practice with it. It was different from my divinities and my elemental energies. Magic was unpredictable.

So maybe no.

Okay how about...my eyes glowed as I captured every detail of the planet. The rotational speed of each individual piece of the planet, the general size of the segments, any out of place tectonic plates and it's most probable axis of rotation. Then gently... telekinetic feelers washed out of me, covering the drifting segments in psionic energy.

It got easier as I started to put the planet back together, melding the separate sections of the crust together in the best possible way. I took great care not to break apart the outer and inner cores, energy having been preserved by the Ancient One through some spell. With time, the red planet was back to it's original...well almost original shape. A few state sized loose rocks still drifted around.

Those, I disintegrated into nothing by shredding them apart with spatial rifts. It was crazy just how easy Space responded to me here. It was even more crazier that I could somehow sense another influence on it. An absolutely incredible pool of power on Earth that connected all of Space together. An infinity stone. The Space Stone

I pulled back my psionic energy and wiped a non existent bead of sweat off my forehead, then looked to the side and waved at Heimdall.

"Tell your king that next time, he should come by himself. It's basic courtesy from one monarch to another."

Then I shielded the entire Martian air space and planet away from curious cosmic gazes.

'Finally,' I thought, breaking through the atmosphere and flying around, making sure that Mars was actually visibly okay. Then lastly, after getting tired of only seeing red, red and more red, I ended up sitting on a rock.

Some peace and quiet. A calm lonely air swept across the red landscape. The mood was somber and silent.

"You can't keep on ignoring me forever."

A tired voice said to me, as if carried by the lonely wind. I shook my head at Chaos' mentally projected words.

"Not ignoring you. It's just...I couldn't concentrate with them around."

There was a brief silence, during which I reached out into my infinite hammer space and pulled out or rather tried, to pull out Equity.

"I'm not in your hammer space stupid."

Chaos told me, to which I frowned.

"Then please enlighten me as to your location. And why the sass?"

"Look deeper within."

I followed his instructions and tried to access my space of being. Immediately Equity sprang into my arms before I could even go there with my conscience mind.

"Whewh! Thanks. For a second there, I thought you were going to leave me inside that fucking place for more billions of years."

Chaos spat out annoyed.

"I'm sorry." I apologized rolling my eyes.

"It's not like I could help it."

Still a bit confused about the whole thing, I hit him with an intense look.

"Now could you please tell me what the fuck happened that brought us into the Marvel universe?"

I frowned as a few flashes of Order fighting Empty Hand appeared in my mind before he stopped projecting his memories at me.

"Hey! Hey, Why'd you stop?"

I was just about to see where it all went wrong. Order was winning without any effort.

"Besides the fact that you can access those memories yourself?"

I groaned. Come on dude, my mind is messed up a little.

"Yes, besides that."

I responded grouchly.

"It seems you have some more visitors."

He gave the reason and I immediately cut off the mental link and felt it. A spacecraft of some kind, right outside my property. (haha, suck on that Elon)

"Motherfucker."

I growled out the minute I teleported and appeared before the Domo, the spaceship of the Eternals. An old group of immortals who had been on earth almost from the time when humanity had been born.

"You have got to be shitting me."

One of the hatches on the spaceship hanging above the martian atmosphere, opened up. Out flew a very familiar figure though we had never before met each other. Ikaris.

The Superman Rip off's eyes were glowing. He said nothing but from his glowing golden eyes, he was probably not here to welcome their new neighbor, i.e me.