Max was in some dungeon quarters. The beasts he had killed were many and brutally done. Bones were all gone. Put in inventory or refine by him. At one point, Max was covered in enough blood that a lot of the Xenos refused that he was human. A Terran yes, but human, no.
Enough beast leathers were made that Max was dressed in a type of armor. His clothes were put away into his inventory. As well as several other things he found on the battlefield.
Heavy foot falls alerted him to people coming his way. Max just continued to chew on a bone of a beast he killed. Gluttony refining slowly as he did so.
"Terran, you do not stand for your betters?" The female boomed out. It was Mongal. Daughter of Mongul. She said the same thing everytime coming into the place. Her guards were used to it and made no change in expression. Max just smirked. "Tch!"
She sucked her teeth in distaste. With a signal, a guard passed over star charts to him. Seeing Max open them all and use them with ease made her wary of Earth's tech level. Primitive that they were called seemed false.
"Better ones than last. Older one's at them." Max scanned everything over pushing the mental levels of his cultivation to the best efforts. His mind adding it all to a mad in his mind. 'Ah, I miss these days some times. No A.I. to pick up the support things, my mind doing it all. Full control Full responsibility.'
Mongal moved to the table as well as the guards. Those who were curious about things the same as her. Max pointed out certain clusters and the formation of artificial forged stars and planets.
The Almerac scenario need was taken care already for the most part. Max stopped his hand on a map in the far east quadrant.
"Imperiex-Prime is the embodiment of entropy, he will come and do what your father does. On a more destructive scale mind you." Max said gravely. "I swear it is always the children that cause the most trouble."
"Children?" Mongal asked. Her face twisted in disgust. "A child is responsible for this?"
"Well, it is old. Like.. the birth of a universe old. But so are several other things. My boss for example is the oldest. And also the first born." Max waved her curiosity off. "He is the representation of Entropy in a way. Born back in the beginning of time. But he won't be in my Galaxy for a while. but your Galaxy.." Max pointed out a course. "He will be here in about 20 years. That is being generous."
"Hah!" A voice called from the cell doors. It was Mongul jr. A little weasel if Max ever saw one in person. He was fun to beat around though. As Mongal had shown besting him several times already. As well as Max. Even a few of the guards could beat him down. "Why do you listen to this cur sister?"
"Only cur is you. Beaten any servants for no reason lately?" Mongal sneered looking at him. Max paid no mind. Tracing out several other problems. "You disgrace our father everyday you draw breath brother."
"Heh!" Mongul jr. just chuckled. He watched Max's expression change for the worst. "Your pet is looking under the weather. Maybe it is something he ate." A few of the meals Max was given contained poison in it. All they did was make him stronger. Made his body more resilient. "Might die if he is not careful."
"Would not be the first time I did." Max said in a chuckle. "So... tell your pops, Brainac is on its way to his Empire. Your outer Worlds have gone dark already havent they? That is why you are in "talks" with other ruling parties. Like the ones that snatched me up."
"Ravings of a fool." Mongul jr walked away. But not before leaving one more thing. "You have a match against another champion. It will be the last you have." As the disgruntled tyrant moved, he took a turn and made a transmission. "De'Trine I have something you will want to pay big on. Enough for you to decide who is the better partner."
The expression on the screen turned to that of glee from the first bit of maps it received. Mongul jr. used a transmitter on his eye to share what he witnessed. Max was to busy to notice.
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Almerac-
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In her chambers, Maxima was getting dressed. A host of female servants dressing her. Something she grew to like and loathe the more she thought about it. The young queen was conflicted about the role she was to play in her people's development. Even more so with hints of rebellion growing in other areas.
"My lady," Sazu said. She was holding a clipboard with some news to deliver. Maxima glanced at her over the others. "The one called Max has bested all of those he battled. Despite his acts of barbarism and penchant for blood, the crowd loves him for it. As well as earning us a lot of funds from the bets. Your coffers are full and then some."
"Get to the bad news Sazu." Maxima fluffed her hair. Removing the band the servants always put in it. She did not like the jerking motion when moving. A glare to the servant that did was enough to send her point across. 'Wait a second, it is a different one everytime. Someone has messed with my servants.'
"My lady?" The servant dared to look up feeling the gaze still. "Would you like me to get something else for you?"
"No." Maxima frowned. A strange sensation of wanting the woman executed passed for a moment. It was absurd to do something so stupid. She rubbed her brow dismissing the thought. "Sazu, continue."
"Ultraa.. of House .." She stumbled seeing the look of rage on Maxima's face. "He is not here! He went to compete!" Sazu spat out before Maxima lost her anger. She hated the arrogant royal more than most.
When they were kids he was bearable. But as young adults, he turned more than arrogant. The company he kept causing so many problems.
"Compete where exactly?" The power bands on Maxima's wrist barely kept her magnetic powers under control. Something she rarely used. "And who allowed him to do so?"
*Thunk!* The doors to her chambers opened without her permission. De'Trine and a few guards came in. All males at that. A show of force that would cost them. Up above in a ceiling fixture was Noveria.
*Ding!* A small bit of her power used to channel some of Maxima's personality from the Source Wall. A small portion that represented the more hotblooded brutal tyrant version of her.
"Your highness, the mate you chose Max has done some terrible things." De'Trine said. So sure of his status and the information he possessed, he didn't notice the change in Maxima's disposition. "Consorting with Mongal and spreading information about several sectors. Inciting riot the way it looks"
"How do you know this? How could a Terran know that information?" Maxima was looking at her fingernails. The servant with her gloves put them on for her. 'These white ones are better than those green ones. Why do I have so much information in my head all of a sudden?'
"Your highness, a few of our people on Warworld reported it to us." De'Trine spoke simply. He was ready if those questions would be asked. "Most likely from the Elders that betrayed us. That woman did say he is responsible for it. As well as the change in several Sectors. Stopping a few wars from spiraling out of control. All to cause a sense of unreadiness I say."
"The names of these people, give them to me." Maxima felt she should know this information. The other personality was mixing with her better judgment right now. Making her able to find deceit easy. Besides a few of these servants, the others are not those I know.'
Maxima walked forward after her cape was fastened. Stopping not to far from the guards and De'Trine.
"You do not need to concern yourself with this, your highness." De'Trine said. He looked at Maxima feeling a sense of fear. Catching the backhand in his sights just in time to keep from losing a few teeth. "Uggghh!"
*Bam!* The force of the blow carried him through the doors. His guard flying with him. Maxima did not restrain herself, testing herself in a way.
"For your impudence, for marching into my chambers knowing that men are not allowed inside is punishable by death. Several other punishable acts have been brought to my attention lately. As in your manipulation of the Elders." Maxima said lividly. The servants in the room shook as she looked at them. "Several of you are not my usual, servants. You will be punished. Guards!"
Several soldiers lined up outside. Not daring to get in the way of the door frame to see inside. Their visors were down ready for battle. The original Maxima had trained with them in and out. They were trustworthy.
"Strip them of everything and send them to Warworld. No exceptions." Maxima ordered. De'Trine recovered and tried to resist. But to many beat him down quickly with his guards. The female servants that worked for him turned quickly. "Stop groveling."
*Ding!* Noveria removed the influence over Maxima. The magic turning into enlightenment for her. Broadening her horizons by letting her keep the information. But retain the full influence of herself.
"My lady, are you alright?" Sazu asked. Her expression was scared. But not for herself or for the servants but for Maxima. She looked distressed. "Should we get the doctor?"
"No... their work to be done." She signaled for the doors to be closed. Her hands raised as the servants that messed with her were lifted up. A look up spotted Noveria who floated down talking full form. "You again, are you responsible for my new gifts? I did not have Telekinesis before."
"Yes. Not like you mastered Ferrokinesis at all." Noveria looked at her with an eye of mischief. "I will wait till you deal with them before explaining some more."
"Your highness please, we were told nothing would go wrong! It was to make you stronger!" One of the servants said. The others nodding agreeing. "Please do not kill us!"
"We will tell you everything!" ANother said. "We had no idea we were being used!"
"It would go well if they do tell you everything." Sazu said helpfully. Maxima turned to her with cold eyes that softened quickly. "Servants helping to unveil a plot to influence the new Queen of Almerac. Their dedication and loyalty in the matter would lift morale. Especially after finding out that a long time general was behind things."
"Sazu.." Maxima lifted the women's head up. "..you are cunning. Did not know you had it in you. Hopefully, you stay loyal to me." Sazu nodded. As well as the other servants. "Now tell me everything that he has been up to."
The guards had taken De'Trine to the portal. His guards and himself were branded with a traitor mark on their chests. Stripped of his rank and privileges, the only thing he could do now is escape.
But that was not to be. His brother passed by trying to find out what was going on. Having heard of some passing soldiers arguing caused it. De'Cine was held up from approaching.
"I demand to know what is going on!?" He cried out.
"Treachery." A guard said simply. He kept his voice even from causing trouble. "Send them now!" In an instant, the traitors were gone. Sold to Warworld. "You should head to your quarters general. I am sure a full search is about to pass over your estate."
De'Cine had nothing to hide. So he did not worry. But he did not know his brother was setting him up already to keep him in check for the future. Several mood-altering bands were in his storage.
Bands that looked exactly like the ones the servants kept putting in Maxima's hair. Giving her headaches.
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Warworld-
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Max spent time pointing out the problem that was coming to Mongal. It was up to her to do something about it. The fight he had on his hand was the current priority.
Across from Max in the arena was a red head man with a ponytail. Well in shape with to much skin exposed for one thing. Remind Max of barbarian fighters mixed with a nice little Scottish facial features. Despite this, the situation he was trying to decide if he would kill Ultraa or not. He was not really bad but not good. Peaceful approach first.
"So Ultraa, what brings you to these neck of the woods?" Max asked. His tone was amicable with a non-threatening stance. "You look well fed."
"I am here to defeat you to earn the heart of the Queen." Ultraa said seriously. His bravado was that of a frat boy. Max raised an eyebrow at him. "Maxima will not marry anyone weaker than her or an unproven one. That is why I am here. To beat you."
"Ah well, I am not competing. So.. you should just find another way. Just having fun really." Max felt the presence of a contract holder in the sector. They were moving really fast so.. that was good news. Just couldn't tell who. 'Who the hell did I have in the sector anyway? Or did someone come due to feeling my presence?'
"Not your call." Ultraa said confident. "Beating you will do so much."
"Citizens of Warworld.. I give you the battle of Champions. The fast riser and undefeated from Terra with 52 fights over four days, Max." Mongul announced. The crowd erupted in cheer. Much to Mongul's delight. He turned towards the other side. "The challenger from Almerac with several natives feats of contest under his belt Ultraa!"
The crowd cheered just wanting to see bloodshed at this point.
*Brrrrr!* A loud horn went off signaling the match.
Ultraa ran forward full speed. His powerful legs digging into the soil making divets. Max just raised his hand up channeling his spiritual energy in his finger tips. A serpent appeared behind his arms made of blood energy as well.
*Crack!* His fingers struck out like a viper towards the wrist. Breaking bone and rupturing blood vessels. Spirit energy entered the nervous system but was met with a force that repelled.
"Ahhh!" Ultraa lost his pace and cried out. He reared back doing a punch that was blocked. Followed by a front kick MAx grabbed. "Let go!" He yelled. He watched in horror as Max's hand went towards his ankle. "Ahhh!"
A scream that caused those in the stands to cringe.
*Crack!* His leg was struck in three places in an instant. The ankle, kneecap, and thigh. With a swing, Max tossed him into a wall with overwhelming force.
"Almerac people are not that different from us. You have a richer body and more abilities at birth, but that is all. Your bones and muscle system are about the same." Max walked forward slowly giving the young man a chance to collect himself. It was not working considering he didn't pull his punches. "I struck along the Saphenous nerve cluster for one. Over 5 metric tons of pressure applied. It is amazing how strong your body is."
"I am not done!" Ultraa slammed against the wall with his good arm and leg. Propelling himself forward with his superhuman strength. Max dodged out of the way. A few weapons lifted from the ground coming at him. Ultraa had moved them with his mind as he turned to float. "Didn't know I could fly did you?"
*Ping!* Several weapons were smashed against Max's hand strikes. THey shattered from the impact into shards. But they did not fall to the ground.
'Glad I never stop weapon mastery back then.' Max used weapon intent to manipulate the shards. Wrapping them in mental energy made them even stronger. 'Armory Display!'
The shards took on the form of various spiritual weapons. The technique brought the budding spirits that formed from the weapons to pseudo life. Mere specters but enough to do damage.
"Hah!" Max did a cut in the air. The weapons following suit. Ultraa was bashed apart and cut from side to side. The flurry of weapons wore him down as he flew around to escape. 'Almost there.' Max used the weapons to steer Ultraa towards the Manhunters.
"Ahhh!" Ultraa yelled in defiance attacking the weapons. The force pushed them aside as Max used that moment to strike. "Huh?" Ultraa looked back as the weapons battered the manhunters.
"Sorry, not sorry." Max said. His eyes radiating malice. Above a red door of blood appeared. The entire arena then the planet was bathed in blood. "You all are just so.. dead."
Mongul looked up for a way to escape. He turned to find nothing. His son was however coming towards him. Having not seen any of the fight doing who knows what. Behind him a few gladiators that he never seen before. All except one.
"De'Trine, you come at a terrible time." Mongul eyes focused on the weapons. Looking at Mongul jr. he was almost impressed that he was able to get the general on his side. "Of all the times, you chose now to try and rebel my son.
"Well, their can be only one Mongul." Mongul jr. said. He gestured for the gladiators to apprehend his father. The older Mongul didnt resist. Which was surprising. A sneer on is face as plans were unfolding as he needed. "Take him away! This is my place now."
As the guards moved Mongul away, the former leader stopped and spoke a few words to his son. Just a little caution anyway.
"An ally like this, you think he will serve you?" The sneer on his face upset Mongul jr. Enough to earn a strike from him. The blow rocking Mongul around just a little. "Heh, still so weak. Your sister hits harder."
"Take the old blowhard away!" Mongul jr. ordered. As he and De'Trine stood in the hall for a moment, they spoke of matters. The screaming outside only getting a little of their attention. "I have done my end of the bargain. Warworlds gladiators will help you secure your throne and you will give us technology."
"Good." De'Trine turned away assured of his plans now going better once more. 'Hearing the sound of combat in the hall caused him to frown however. "What now!?"
The two ran quickly. Coming across several dead gladiators and an angry Mongul. His daughter Mongal had worked to free him. Ever the loyal one.
"Ahh sister, this will be the last time you get in my way." Mongul jr. said hatefully. But he smiled seeing a few gladiators that rioted were already on to his sister from behind. Draaga a recent newcomer who fought in the arena to spare his people from being killed. "Ohhh Draaga, nice of you to join us. Here to get revenge for the destruction of your people?"
"What!?" Draaga froze in place. Anger building up as he stared at Mongul. "You said you would spare them!" With a lunge, he went after the tyrant. "I will kill you!"
"Humph!" Mongul sneered and turned. He grabbed his injured daughter and threw her into the gladiator. "Keep him busy!" Mongul took off not caring of the fight that unfolded. His children were just disposable pawns anyway.
The ensuing fight turned into a bloodbath.
In the arena, things were getting worse. Max continued to fight against the blood warriors. The red entity had caused it to kick up to the second to last one.
Max was as fighting to achieve the DemiGod state for his body. Well, DemiTitan state in this new case. He was only focused on his breakthrough and not the people in the stands.
Ultraa took the time to recover and try to contact his people. He was told several members of Almerac were in the stands and would help him with things. It did not work.
*Bam!* Max shattered the body of a blood warrior taking in the blood essence. Another door formed up above. Not only was this one darker in color with some black veins on it, it also contained a golden hue to it.
*Fluctuate!* The air was disturbed as the door changed further. Something was tampering with it. Something powerful.
"Well.. that is new." Max looked up waiting for what came out. He was no fool. The door would take to much energy to break. Especially after all the fighting in the short time since the previous ones. 'Would be a lot better with my blasted magic and everything.'
"Rrrraaaaaarrrrr!" The doors opened as a man came out. Max felt his eye burn into existence. Behind him, a mirror appeared just in time. He reattained the rest of himself which healed him. The other magical part of him did some things elsewhere. Which took so long. "A mortal treads to become more.. how foolish."
Horns of an ancient beast that went to the sky, a warlike demeanor as he came to life. He looked like a Viking. His body hard and powerful having seen tons of action before his defeat against the Source Wall. This was the New God that was the father of Uxas.
"Yuga Khan... now, this is just bullshit!" Max cursed. Someone allowed a bit of the strongest New God into existence. He was locked away in the Source wall with several others. Not destined to come out till much later. 'Oh that is just Prime!' Fully himself, Max felt the presence of who was on the outside and the location of Noveria. 'She is messing with shit she does not understand!'
"You know me mortal. How intresting." Yuga floated down like he own the place. With a wave of his hand several forces in the stands died. Leaving 1/3 of them left. His ability to absorb Energy allowed him to become more of himself. "A nice treat."
"Go!" Max punched out destroying the air. Waves of power rammed into the New God. In seconds Max released his magic around his body next. 'Maximum Wither!" Power from the "rot" circled around him.
*Flutter!* In an instant he was in his Watcher clothing. A spell already hitting those in the stands making them forget Max's appearance, He was not kind at all giving the Xenos some brain damage in the process.
"Hah!" With swing, Yuga created an axe manipulating energy. A gray axe met Max's fist. "Strong, not bad!" With a push, he sent Max back towards the ground. A look to his weapon proved things were not that simple. "Ohh?"
The Axe started to break apart. As if the very make up of it was dying.
"Inferno Fist!" Max kicked of the ground launching directly at Yuga the moment he touched. The surrounding area turned chilly as the heat was consumed. Max's Wrath was out full power with his Endure. 'My chance for a breakthrough messed with! I am going to kill you Noveria! I swear it!'
*Bam!* Yuga discarded the axe and punch Max with his own Superhuman strength. Combined with his invulnerability, he was more than enough to match Max and do damage.
Max's arm ruptured for just an instance. But his blood energy was to powerful to falter. The damage recovered quickly but left some mental damage. Yuga's energy absorption tried to take it but failed. It did cause a problem towards the rot however. The pain was enough to cause an issue.
"Aaaahhh!" Max let out a howl that pierced into space. It reached the contractee and someone else. Gaia and Lyssa were observing. Unable to interfere. The rot retreated back into Max. "You dick!"
*Fwish!* Max outstretched his hands releasing absolute Hellfire. The demonic energy pushed Yuga away. Leaving scuff marks on his invulnerable body. Max started chanting at once.
"The heavens tear asunder..." the sky ripped apart as lighting clouds gathered. It was a devil spell he was casting. Several skulls appeared in the clouds. "...a trespasser of life walks upon the land of mortals uncontested..."
"Hoho, a sorcerer eh." Yuga stood up from the flames. Grimace on his face from the weird fire. He never came across something like it before. A sense of dread washed over him. "You... you have been to the Source Wall!"
"... freed from a prison that he must return to..." Max continued to chant ignoring the New God.
"You carry the Anti-Life energy inside you!" Yuga wielded all his energy in his hand and attacked Max. "You can open the Source Wall!" Powered by manic glee, he absorbed the remaining people in the stands. But it didn't stop their, it spread out across the planet.
"..cast in my name... Guilty." Max unleashed the spell unfeathered. The eye burning with a white radiance as they collided against Yuga. 'I will never forgive this! Ever!' Max started to glow red. The red entity responded channeling energy from the surroundings.
Slowly the Watcher clothing turned red more or less. His suit did, but the trench coat stayed the same. The air turned to the smell of Napalm around him. Pushing out, fist formed punching and exploding against Yuga.
"Hehehe, I will find you.. I know you now... I know you..." Yuga vanished into light exploding light. His soul was sucked into Max's eye however. Which destroyed him giving Max intimate knowledge for later.
As the dust settled, Max walked over to Ultraa. Eyes burning in rage still.
"I.. di.." Ultraa tried to speak but was stopped. He did not expect things to go this far. Or to turn out like this. "Wait.." He chocked out. A red energy construct formed unbelievably long. It's tail reaching out into space.
Max grabbed his carotid artery with a viper grip. The fangs of the snake digging in deep. The blood flow to Ultraa's brain was stopped. He hit against Max's chest with all his might. But Max did not budge.
"it is not about what you know or what you plan to do. You attacked me. That is enough." Max crushed the man's throat and shook him like a chicken. "A consequence for that is your life."
*Snap!* With his strength uncontrolled, Ultraa body was unable to resist. It was like dangling a person made of straw.
"Ughh.. where is everyone?!" Mongal called out. Her gladiators beaten and missing limbs but not dead. Her brother escaped. But not those who attacked them. She focused on the Watcher. "Did you kill Max to!?"
"Worried for him?" Max turned towards them. Walking slowly. Hand raised as he waved it. Healing them instantly. "They were killed by Yuga Khan. I did plan on killing them though. The right of them hand band thoughts on going to.. Terra you call it. Couldn't let that happen."
*Thump!* Gaia and Lyssa floated down. Gaia waved at Max before disappearing. Instructions were already given to him what to do.
The next bit of conversation was a headache.
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Contracts-
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Mongal signed as well as the other gladiators. She wanted to make her father pay for what happened. As well as her brother. Nothing left on Warworld but empty homes.
Lyssa was enraptured finally meeting Max in person. It did not help that Gaia chatted her up explaining things even more. Things she wanted to know but did not ask Max.
"Now what?" Mongal asked.
"Now you six.. get to work." Max looked at them and towards Lyssa. "I need you to help teach them technology more and how I do things."
"Of course." Lyssa's look was that of adoration. She looked at her charges and was definitely impressed. "Combat they have, just tactics and the anger is left." They gave her a small frown.
"As well as some other things." Max lifted his hands up sent six beams of light out. "That energy is that of rage itself. You will need to master it to get ready for the future. Mental will also need to be mastered."
I feel smarter..." Mongal said. A red tint was visible in her eyes. As well as the others. SHe started to hover over the ground. "Woah.. woah.. stop stop..." She fell on her ass. "What the hell was that?"
"Flight and a energy barrier of the thinnest layer around your flesh. A small bit of oxygen is formed from it that will help." Max said with a smile. Seeing the others happy and repeating what she just did made him want to laugh. "As I said, Lyssa will help you get better."
"Hmmm a ship would be nice." Lyssa pondered. Traveling in space with her mental cultivation was fun but difficult in certain areas. "Care to give us one?"
"I know where to get one." Max summoned a mirror then they all walked through. He carried the body of Ultraa with them.
A few months later someone would visit Warworld and would not like what happens to them. A trap was placed by Max turning the place into a death trap.
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Almerac-
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Maxima was in her chambers waiting for the results about what happened. Her face was pensive about what happened with Noveria. An argument that the young Queen was sure she would win. Just needed Max to return.
*Bwoom!* The mirror appeared causing her servants to draw weapons. Max almost attacked them but reigned himself in. He tossed the body of Ultraa towards them.
"So.... happy now?" Max questioned. He was back in his regular clothing.
"Yes." Maxima walked forward and stared at him. A small glance at the dead Ultraa. "You have the honor of being the husband of the Queen of Almerac. It will give you comforts but not real authority."
"Uh huh." Max gave a lopsided smile. "That sounds bleagh."
"I agree." Maxima said. "So, I ally my people with yours and you become my royal consort. I rule and my children rule with no possibility of you ever taking power." Max gave her a nod. "You decline any stakes to power and..."
"Did he just agree?" Sazu asked.
"Yeah. Look, as long as you govern fairly and brace yourselves for what is coming then it is all good." Max floated several maps over. The ones from Warworld. No reason to leave them there. "These will give you an advantage and this one can help with things." He pointed to Lyssa. "A liaison that speaks with my voice and authority. Try not to alienate her or cause trouble."
"Hi." Nyssa gave a predatory smile. "Nie to meet you queen of Almerac. My Master says we do not bow. So do forgive us for not doing so."
"That woman said you would offer me a contract instead of agreeing. I told her you would agree." Maxima signaled to the side. Sazu handed a contract towards him. "She gave me this to sign in case she was right."
"I cannot read it. Not my contract." Max said frowned. "I do have a contract that will also work as an Alliance for our people." Maxima nodded and received one. She read it over stared at Max and kept reading. She passed it Sazu who did the same then handed it back to Maxima. The aide nodded dumbly.
"Deal." Maxima signed and watched as it burst into light that entered her and Sazu and the other servants in the room. "That is a lot of info. At least I know they are not going to betray me." She cut a glare at them. As well as Sazu. "I am glad we are not enemies in this life."
"Hehe.. I think it is because of the general. He did seduce me and several others in the future. It is good they are taken care of." Sazu said grimly. She let out an uncomfortable chuckle. She was scared after what happened earlier today. "A better future for our people."
"A ship for them at least. After they recover a little if you do not mind." Max said simply.
"Very well. Sazu will see to it. Husband..." Maxima teased. "I will speak with Gaia later about how she wants to do this."
"Right. Ummm, wish you happiness and all that." Max turned to a mirror. "Lyssa talk later." Leaving them with each other, Max needed to deal with something he really did not want to. But he was aware of a Prophecy and of an Amazon that needed help now.
"So... I think they should all take the invitro to." Maxima stared at the servants. They blinked at her in surprise. "A lot of laws need to some tuning. And I rather my future children have someone they can trust. Especially with what is coming."
"I will send word to the remaining generals to meet with you tomorrow. I am sure they will understand you wish to rest since you have a husband and wish to talk with his advisor." Sazu looked at Lyssa who smiled.
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Island of women-
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Max's mirror appeared over the island after making a stop and collecting some people. People that he did not really expect to exist. A discussion for later with a Queen in private.
"Max, what are you doing here?" Hippolyta asked. She could tell it was not a social visit. "I rather not talk through the mirror, I also rather not let a man onto the island."
"Fine." Max stepped though with two others. His form changed from a man to that of a woman. Features very close to that of Inza's but more athletic with red eyes. White hair braided to the back. "Will this do?"
"Of course. Glad you respect our customs enough." Hippolyta looked him up and down appraising. "You should do this more often." It was an attempt at a joke that he did not find funny.
"Is that.. Myrina.." Hippolyta looked on in shock. She had not seen her in a very long time. Unaware that she was even pregnant until after the attack happened. "..you attacked two of your sisters and escaped with your daughter. I take it that is her?"
Myrina was an Assassin that did her duty to protect her sisters and humankind from threats. Unlike her sisters she never gave up on that duty. Even going as far as to lay with Uxas to sire a child to eventually kill him. A powerful lithe body and the deadly skills of an Assassin, coursed through her very being. As well as several other skills from her travels.
"Grail." The ash gray woman said next to her mother. She had been through hell and back trained to the upper limits of her skill as half amazon and half New God. Her red eyes bore into those she looked at.
"I want you to allow them to return. Can you do that for me?" Max said simply.
"I.. yes I will." Hippolyta looked at Myrina walking up to her and pulling her into an embrace. "You have suffered. We have much to talk about. I have several sisters for you to meet."
"I.. you forgive me just like that?" Myrina asked. She felt the tears on her shoulder and gripped her old friend even tighter. "I had to protect my daughter. No matter what."
"Secrets is what caused the problem. As for those struck down. They are already back. Reborn thanks to Max here." Hippolyta didn't look away as she pulled back. "You may not be welcomed with open arms by everyone, but I welcome you back. As well as your daughter they look forward to learning about."
"Mother is crying.. never thought I see the day." Grail said mouth open. She moved to Max and grabbed his arm. "You were right. They are compassionate to almost a fault. Gonna have to whip them into shape."
*Woom!* The agreement of the contract was met. Grail lost her ash-colored skin. As well as the fate tied to the anti-life equation. The energy poured into Max's eye sealing away in an instant.
"Hmm that is .. alright I guess." Grail now looked a little like her mother more. The red eyes were still there but looked human now. "History is in my head now. I like it. Hey get me a cellphone."
*Fwip!* Max conjured her cellphone to use.
"Try not to cause problems with it. And keep it from others. They don't like that tech to much." Max waved goodby and disappeared. Grail licked her lips seeing him leave. she wanted to fight him now that he was back to normal. But that could wait till later.
"Mother!" Diana flew over with a few others she had trained up. Her sister Donna flying over with another group. "What is going on?"
"I would like to introduce you to old friend of mine. An Amazon that went beyond the call to make sure the future was secured. As well as her daughter." Hippolyta spoke out catching the attention of everyone on the island. She rather they all come to meet up to discuss and welcome back.
Grail and Myrina stood enxt to each other looking out. Grail eyes misting as she watched more and more amazons appear. She never seen as many since, well before they cut off from Man's World. Grail felt her mother hug her from the side. Something she only did when she felt safe. And that was only a few times during their travels.
Above, a few Goddesses watched everything unfold. Hera waved her hand marking them both with a peacock feather. Myrina lost the Omega symbol from her brow. Grail losing the symbols as well. She approved of both them coming home.
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Back Home-
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Max stepped out of the mirror returning back to a male in an instant. Rubbing his temples as he thought about how he gained the "rot" and Morgen decision about something.
"Noveria caused a problem for no reason." Sitting down in the chair was enough to remove some burdens. "Maxima was already on the list to recruit. So why meddle further?"
"Because it was necessary." Max felt himself freeze in place for a moment. His senses went around trying to find the voice. "I am not anywhere nearby. Speaking through your recent contact with Grail. I worked really hard getting her through so much anger."
"Noveria.. just come close for I can strangle you." Max continued to look around. Spreading his senses across the city. "You have over stepped yourself."
"Maybe. But I will make sure you do not have the same problems as before. Aren't I a good wife?" Noveria teased. "So many surrogate children you have, must be nice. I think I will wait for just the right one to help."
"Stay away from them! All of them!" Max roared. Mercy came to the den with Selina and Morgen. Trying to figure out what is going on. "If you hurt them.."
"I am not going to hurt them. Just help them. I am an excellent A.I. and friend. Ohh and lover. I mean we had so much fun togethor." Her tone was slightly hurt as she spoke. "I would never hurt any of them. They are like my children afterall."
"What!?" Max was confused.
"I did a lot when we passed through the Source Wall Max. A lot. You care only about Earth and the Milky Way. I am going to need you to think broader." Noveria's voice was stern. "Anyway, Gaia has gotten close to me, so talk later. Better t=not give up on chasing me Max!"
Max rubbed his temples annoyed. Atlas his current A.I. could not pinpoint her location either. He was able to determine she was at least weak from what she just did.
"How did.. things go?" Selina asked.
"Haaaaaa, a long terrible story." Max sat down in the chair annoyed. What changed Noveria could not have just been the Source Wall. It had to have been something else. As he told them what happened, his thoughts went over what happened before arriving in this Dimension.
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Deep Space-
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Gaia was catching up with Noveria was jumping from Galaxy to Galaxy. She stopped and turned to her former boss and friend. A smile on her face.
"Why? Just tell me why." Gaia's voice was full of authority.
"Because.. he can do more. Be more. Save more. Whats a few thousand planets compared to billions he will save." Noveria looked over her shoulder into the vastness of space. "Look at all the space that can be used to make more life after the bad is all gone. More place for you to gather a stronger Pantheon. A place for more humans and a new Earth. Several at that. No more Dimension hopping if we can make such a free place full of life."
"You... are upset about the traveling. You do not want Max to go through it anymore." Gaia felt she was right from the way she looked. "That is why you brought him into space early. To poison him to it. To make him resent it."
"Maybe." Noveria shrugged not giving Gaia the satisfaction of being right. "But you, you made for him to be able to take the Red entity inside. The anger of a dimension would feed into his wrath to much!" Her face scrunched up seething with hatred. "I hate that cultivation he has! Hate it hate it!"
"You are such a child." Gaia said simply. She was not mocking but concerned. "You became a Goddess when passing through. But you are young and untrained. You can come with me and we can change that." She reached out offering a helping hand.
Noveria stared for a moment before disappearing in haste. A few tear droplets floated out in space. Gaia caught them taking them with her. Pursuing any longer would consume to much energy.
'Goddess of Sorrow and Wickedness. I will not be able to stand In Max's way. If he kills her then.. that is it." Gaia vanished from sight. A few moments later someone else appeared.
*Bwoom!* Time opened up then collapsed behind the person. They sat in a chair looking out trying to figure out where they were. As well as when. Several distortions in this area prevented Time and Space jumping.
"I can no longer travel into the Future. This has never happened before." The Man mumbled trying to get his bearings. All calculations proved faulty. A few minuted later he locked onto his counterpart. "Oh dear.. he is dying. How did that happen?"
The man was Metron. A New God. THe problem that Max would later find out, its that he was the one from New Gods 1971 comic book. A pain in the ass if their ever was.