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IM/DC Chapter 192
🕑 Added 2024-09-11 23:42:49 +0000 UTC[Authoer's Note] Hey. I kind of forgot I already made Arno Stark Peter's father so I went back and altered it to read that Tony was checking in on his nephew, not his son. It was just something I added in on a whim so Peter would have a father then forgot about it until I gave him another father in Tony. I like Arno being Peter's father more and had things planned for it but just forgot apparently XD. So Arno Stark is Peter's father. It might not even come up in the story, maybe a partial chapter where they're together later down the line or I might not do anything with it.
Sometimes stories get so long that you forget some of the plot hooks you set up fifty chapters again and set the same plot hooks instead of building on the previous ones. It was a mistake, I'm sorry I made it, and that's probably why I should go back and reread everything again to make sure I didn't set more that I forgot about. [Author's Note End]
We stayed together for a few more days as I worked on the mechanics of my pocket dimension. I could increase or decrease the time that passed inside and slow it down to half as fast. It meant every two days inside my pocket dimension only a single day passed in the outside world. I could get the dilation higher but didn’t want to bother with it until I fully grew it to the size I wanted, built in a magical creature wildlife sanctuary and possibly another building I could drop people in that was more like a five-star hotel resort than a prison cell.
If I needed to rescue a ton of people and didn’t have the time to take them to safety, I could just open up my pocket dimension while I left to do other things and let them all out somewhere safer. The prison cells hidden in the basement of the resort could hold low cosmic beings at this point, with enough high-class metal and tech to shut down most of everyone's powers as well.
I finally got around to removing my superfluous skills. My list was too jam-packed with useless shit and it almost caused me to be targeted by real threats to my life like the Celestials or The One Above, possibly the Cosmic Surfer(upgraded Silver Surfer after Galactus got his shit rocked) to show up and wreck my shit for being too powerful for the universe to handle.
High cosmic strength
High cosmic dexterity
High cosmic endurance
High cosmic intelligence
High cosmic charm
Growth
Power siphon
Complete mental control
Molecular Reconstruction
Diagnostic scan
Energy manipulation
Telekinesis
HSH(High superhuman) regeneration
Increased magical affinity/knowledge
Plant manipulation
Immortal cultivation
Extreme muscle expansion (Gave away)
Flight (Gave away five times bringing it back down to rank 1)
Item warehouse
Improved power bestowal
HSH senses
Weapon storage (Gave away)
Camouflage
Mind reading
Mental communications network
Physical enhancement boost (Gave away)
Self-sustenance
Analyze
Force constructs
Mental compulsion (Gave away)
Mental recall
Superhuman mental processing
Psychic deadzone (Gave away)
Psionic Enhancement (Gave away)
Aura of rending blades (Gave away)
Soul strike (Gave away)
Bound weapon (Gave away)
Dream walk (Gave away)
Mind link (Gave away)
Create familiar (Please remember to use this!!!!!!)
Energy shield (Gave away)
Electric generation (Gave away)
Tremor sense (Gave away)
Blind sight (Gave away)
Battle focus (Gave away)
Superspeed perception
Super speed
Superspeed reflexes
Speed burst
Electrokinesis (Gave away)
Strength reduction touch (Gave away)
Moonlight absorption (Gave away)
Gravity manipulation
Chemical Secretion
Chemical Manipulation
Empathic touch
Teleportation (Gave away seven times bringing it down to rank 1)
Touch teleportation (Gave away six times bringing it down to rank 1)
Light manipulation
Photon Blast (Gave away)
Photokinesis (Gave away)
Light sense (Gave away)
Hardlight construct creation
Hydrokinesis (Gave away)
Elemental control (Gave away to Nat, Cass and Steph plus 2 others bringing it down to rank 2)
Dark force conduit (Gave away)
Dark force control (Gave away)
Dark force avatar (Gave away)
Mana to force conversion
Force to mana conversion
Mana control
Force control
Dark Control (Gave away)
Dark Sense (Gave away)
Dark teleportation (Gave away)
Blacklight beams (Gave away)
Group teleportation
Poison immunity
Demigod Physiology
Virtual Immortality
Demonic energy manipulation
All speak
Divinity control
Soul Manipulation
Size Alteration
Cosmic Awareness
Fate shield
Belief based invulnerability
Realm based Omnipotence
Fourth stage mana creation
Divinity based power strengthening
Elemental transmutation (Gave away)
Hyperelasticity
Reality warping
Speed force access
Mechanical affinity/knowledge
Force affinity/knowledge
Pocket dimension creation
Photographic reflexes
Reactive evolution
Phylactery creation
+1 life
Soul ejection
I felt a huge shift in my being as my growth power which was working overtime suddenly had far fewer powers to increase. I hadn’t even realized but if I hadn’t removed those powers eventually I would have converted into star dust or exploded causing the entire star system to disappear. Even still, another huge burst of skills and I would have to give them away again.
I would rather do that than weaken myself and leave a power that could possibly save me out of my kit because I didn’t want to keep giving away weaker powers every time I got them. With the improved power siphon, I could pick and choose now, an even better version than Rogue’s power but it also meant I didn’t have to kill people or wait the ten minutes to steal them now. I could just walk up to the Martian Manhunter and hive-five him while stealing a fuck ton of his powers if I wanted to.
It was a good thing for him that I didn’t want to. The symbiote hive was a gigantic blob I could feed biomass that would begin to produce symbiotes. It could consume ten tons of biomass and make ten symbiotes a week(at least if it held to its normal eating/producing standard with no downtime as it had only been three days since I came back)
That doesn’t sound like much but that’s five hundred and twenty symbiotes every year, five hundred and twenty Venoms or Carnages that didn’t have the negative emotions attached to them and could function on a higher level. Five hundred and twenty creatures that could enhance anyone I chose, my choice being the magical animals I was going to start producing. Making a set of unicorns first, I left them to it in the magical reserve. Unicorns covered in a symbiote were going to be badass and might give out pure/holy symbiotes. It was more an experiment than anything else.
With the sudden appearance of the 100 trial, I kind of forgot what I was doing before it happened… It must have not been that important. OH FUCK THE TSUNAMI! I wonder how that turned out? Well, it shouldn’t have been that bad if none of the girls mentioned it then Japan must still exist. Stretching, I flew out of the tangled mess of limbs of all my girlfriends as I prepared to send them home and start my own day after that short vacation.
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Arno Stark sat in his hospital bed like he had the previous decade and a half of his life. The car crash left him mostly paralyzed and it was only now he saw his chance at finally recovering. Arno was so smart, as smart as his brother Tony but that gigantic brain was wasted in his useless body. He could barely turn his head, only slightly to the left or most of the way to the right, that was all the movement he could do.
It at least allowed him to look out the window. Which is what he normally did most days, the nurses leaving the TV on the history or science channels but it was equivalent to watching a children's show to someone of his IQ. It was painful, he’d rather watch the lowbrow slop they shoveled on other channels, the reality TV that was anything but real.
He saw a black dot, his mind immediately going to it being a faraway plane or bird. As the object got closer he realized it was a flying robot girl. She flew right into the window as she gave him a soft smile. “Hello there. My name is Hestia, well one of Hestia’s robotic bodies anyway, and I’m here to cure you.” She pulled out a giant needle filled with liquid before injecting it into my leg. It had the same dead feeling other injections had until it didn’t… He felt his body start to writhe in pain until he blacked out feeling nothing after as his body shifted and grew while he was unconscious.
