I Am In Marvel - Chapter 681 IMUC 683 Transcending Everything
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Am I dead? Where am I?
His consciousness felt like it was drowning beneath the surface of a vast, indifferent ocean. Kyle wasn’t sure if he possessed a body or merely a soul; he was adrift in an expanse of absolute nothingness.
It wasn’t true darkness, more like an unknown, unknowable void.
In this emptiness, there was no light, no concept of time or space. He was the sole existence, wandering aimlessly, searching for anything – a person, a place, even a boundary to this desolate realm.
But nothing existed here.
He wandered for an eternity – perhaps a minute, perhaps an eon.
Kyle was utterly lost.
It mirrored the agonizing experience of being trapped within the Quantum Realm, unable to find his way back to his own world.
Just when despair threatened to consume him, he saw three gemstones, radiating a brilliant light, suspended in the distant corner of this unknown realm.
The Space, Time, and Power Stones.
“Why… are the Stones here?” Kyle froze and a wave of bewilderment washed over him. Then, the three stones hummed, hurtling towards him like shooting stars. Before he could react, they pierced his body, sinking deep within his flesh.
In that instant, everything became clear.
This unknown, mysterious realm wasn’t just any place – it was his own world.
After consuming the three Infinity Stones, he didn’t die. Instead, he had shattered the very constraints of the universe, transcending its dimensional boundaries. He had become the sole, singular existence!
Even if other Marvel universes existed, that Kyle would have perished alongside Thanos, never experiencing this profound isolation.
Calling Kyle a god would be an understatement. He no longer belonged to the category of lifeforms; he was an existence that transcended the very concepts of time and space.
The price of this transformation was that no universe could contain his true form. He had been thrust into a world of his own making – a primordial, chaotic void.
“So, this is how it is…” Kyle murmured as a bitter smile graced his lips. He never anticipated that by pushing the Soul, Mind, and Reality Stones to their absolute limits, he would forcibly alter the very fabric of reality.
Furthermore, the Space, Time, and Power Stones, unleashed within him, had propelled him beyond the dimensional boundaries of the Marvel universe, making him the only version of himself.
“Raina, Venom, are you still with me…” Kyle sensed that Raina’s soul remained dormant within him, and Venom persisted as a card within his being.
But they could not manifest in any form within this world. This world was solely his – only he could exist here.
“I can never return.”
Kyle gazed into the endless darkness, a profound sense of isolation enveloping him. He had truly left behind all dimensions.
Or rather, his existence predated all dimensions, a consequence and a curse of transcending time and space.
He lost track of time.
Since this was his personal realm, Kyle could create anything within it, with the exception of lifeforms, simply by willing it into existence.
Seas, land, castles, beds, food…
Although Kyle no longer required sustenance and would exist eternally, he still yearned for the familiar comforts. He had even manipulated the flow of time, creating spatial boundaries to make this desolate place feel more like a home.
And so, he lived alone for a thousand years.
His past memories gradually faded, replaced by a profound sense of weariness. At one point, he even contemplated ending his existence. But even in the face of self-destruction, he would be instantly reborn. Even if he destroyed this exclusive world, he would persist amidst the ruins.
In his own personal void.
Kyle reclined on a beach chair he had conjured, gazing out at the sea, the sun, and the azure sky, savoring a glass of wine he had created. He idly observed the sword and torch resting on a nearby table.
The Vibranium sword that had been his companion throughout World War II, the Eternal Flame that had granted him countless miracles – these were the only true artifacts in this fabricated world, remnants of his former universe.
“Everything is fake…” Kyle chuckled softly, taking a sip of his wine. Then, a sudden realization struck him.
“This world is fake.”
He had encountered this phrase during the superpower competition, within Odin’s treasure vault.
At the time, Kyle had been utterly perplexed. Now, however, the pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place.
“If the Marvel world I once inhabited is a fabrication, then who created it?” Kyle murmured to himself, a thrilling possibility taking root within his mind – the only possibility, a possibility that sent shivers down his spine.
Suddenly, he leaped from the sofa, propelling himself through the air with incredible speed. As the ocean and sun receded behind him, he flew towards another corner of the dark realm.
“Let’s try it!” Kyle’s eyes ignited with a newfound determination. He extended his hands, his fingers curling into a circle, and a small point of light materialized at the center.
In theory, he could create anything within this realm. So, why not create a universe with its own independent space-time and laws?
First, a minuscule speck of starlight emerged from the darkness. Kyle gently nudged it with his left finger, and the starlight exploded, transforming into a small cloud of mist, existing within this exclusive space yet completely isolated from it.
The Big Bang.
Under Kyle’s careful guidance, the universe began to take shape, like a semi-transparent sphere held within his grasp, radiating light in concentric rings.
“The embryo of the universe is here. Now, let’s accelerate its evolution and allow it to perfect itself according to its own internal laws.”
As Kyle observed the embryonic Marvel universe floating before him, he suddenly recalled the two space-time coordinates he had obtained from Vision’s Mind Stone…
“So, that’s how it is.” A faint light glimmered in Kyle’s eyes. He began to accelerate the internal processes of the embryonic Marvel universe, causing it to traverse billions of years in an instant, evolving and perfecting itself until it reached the time designated by one of the space-time coordinates!
Within the newly formed Marvel universe.
Kyle materialized on a snow-capped mountain. Dressed in casual attire, he stood at the summit, overlooking the vast expanse of land below, a landscape reminiscent of Earth’s flora and fauna yet subtly different.
A bird, resembling a descendant of a pterosaur, soared overhead, emitting a sharp, piercing cry.
Kyle couldn’t conceal his excitement. The Marvel universe he had created had truly come to life. The Earth within it had given birth to real lifeforms – living, breathing beings.
Yes. Even though this world was a creation, it was not a mere fabrication. The lifeforms within it were genuine, born from the processes of evolution and reproduction.
“The first space-time coordinate refers to the Earth of Marvel millions of years ago that I created?” Kyle mused, gazing down at the scene below. He witnessed a group of half-naked ape men pursuing the ancestors of mammoths.
Kyle’s body surged into motion, propelling him through the air, a whirlwind of motion as he ascended toward the sky.
The mammoth below, startled by his sudden appearance, collapsed to the ground in terror. The ape-men, witnessing this extraordinary display, knelt down in reverence, uttering soft whimpers as they gazed upon the figure soaring through the sky.
“Creator… Creator!”
(End of this chapter)
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