( A/N : Fun Fact | The taste of Amon ain't bad )
'Now then, I will have to manipulate my little brother with the Time and Mind Gems, won't I? Though I might feel a little bad for doing so, it's something that must be done to bring peace to mutantkind. After all, if mutants and humans are at peace with one another, it will be either exceedingly more difficult or easier to survive potential universe-ending threats.
But I also need to find a way to ensure the Inhumans don't get up to any funny business. Speaking of them, while talking with Moira, she did mention a whole theory on why Scott died in such a gruesome way from the Terrigen Mist.
Even though other mutants have survived it, his X-gene is apparently unstable while being highly stable due to his optic vision, which is always being outputted by his eyes. His eyes have a secondary mutation that acts as a portal to a universe of pure kinetic energy.
His main mutation involves passively absorbing excessive kinetic energy. If this energy didn't exist, it would cause his body to be destroyed by the kinetic energy and, in turn, lead to the destruction of our universe. If you think about it, energy, matter—what have you—can neither be created nor destroyed.
Simple concept, right? Now think about what would happen if the infinite amount of kinetic energy at Scott's disposal were to just come into the universe. Simple: the Big Rip, heat death, destruction of matter, or the Omega (Ω) point changes. Let me make this simple for you with a potential event that Moira and I discussed.
The singularity and black hole formation hypothesis: the infinite energy would imply infinite mass via E=mc². This would warp spacetime, creating a singularity—a point of infinite density. This singularity would then expand into an infinitely large black hole, consuming everything near the speed of light. The event horizon would expand outward, potentially engulfing the entire observable universe over billions of years, if not faster.
So you see, in reality, even simple powers like those of Scott Summers can, if gone uncontrolled, cause the eradication or annihilation of everything. Now that I think about it, this might be why the Phoenix Force is so drawn to him, though that probably isn't the case.
As the Phoenix most likely gained its feelings from Jean Grey and Madelyne Pryor, as well as the perhaps fact that he was intimate with it. If you look at the complicated timeline of Marvel, Scott at some point would have been intimate with the Phoenix, as there has never been a mention of them not being together when he was with Jean Grey.
But enough of those theories; it's time to talk to this body's broth—wait, nephew? I think? Since the timeline has been changed before I entered his body. How would I know this, you ask? Simple: the war that Marvel and DC characters fought changed both their multiverses and their cosmic structures.'
Shortly after finishing his thoughts, he looked out the window of the helicopter he was in. He thought, 'So it begins,' as he watched the news showing Hulk transforming from grey to green. As he thought this, he started praying to whichever god could hear him that was related to fate.
'Please let only those souls who were meant to die die because of Onslaught. This I pray for with all my might.' Doing so thrice, Frederick departed from the helicopter and slowly walked home, not bothering with a taxi. He thought, 'I know the image of most gods in Marvel isn't really favorable, but the gods of fate do give chances multiple times to humanity—especially to those who respect them and respect fate as well.'
Hoping the gods would notice his prayers, he called his nephew on the way home to congratulate him on getting into college. Frederick pretended to want to get him to drink some alcohol, chuckling at his nephew's flustered reaction over the call. Just then, he heard a familiar voice on the line.
It was his sister, and to put it simply, she cursed him out in five different languages, summing up her message with, "Stop trying to corrupt my innocent baby boy! Do that with a kid of your own!" Frederick rolled his eyes before replying, "I'm only in my 20s! How could a young, dashing man like myself dare think of having a kid? That's insane."
To that, she shouted back, "You're nearly 30 now! Shut up and don't talk to me again if you don't get a girl for yourself already!" Frederick, being a two-lifetime single man, nearly coughed up blood. Bravely, he decided to hang up on his sister to show his superiority.
"I'm taking this as a win, no matter what anyone says," he muttered to himself. At those words, a cat on the side of the road seemed to scoff at him, causing Frederick to nearly lose his balance before regaining it. He thought, 'Yeah, the cat was scoffing at someone else. After all, in the eyes of anyone, I won that conversation.
Only a fellow doused in copeium would dare say otherwise.' "In fact, I think I won that conversation so much, I'll drink three beers before going to sleep in celebration." Not realizing he had said that part out loud, Frederick walked to his house, unable to keep his back straight for some reason.
Looking around his house, Frederick muttered, "Home sweet home. You know what the best part about having this house is? I took out superhero insurance the moment I got this place. Though I still hope no one will fly through it, as that would make me both bitchless and houseless. But thankfully, not a virgin! The milkman job when I was younger was definitely worth it." He said that with a smirk, as if he had accomplished something.
A laugh came from a cat that was on his couch—one he somehow hadn't noticed before. He thought, 'Let's hope this isn't a god.' After having those short thoughts, as if to plunge him into despair, a female voice emerged from the cat, saying, "Your prayers were heard by me, mortal. Rejoice, for we goddesses of fate shall grant your wish—of course, at a cost."
Frederick could only think, 'Hmm, should I have prayed to Lucifer? No, he's a bum; he wouldn't answer.'
( A/N I'm not joking I would bang Amon learn Mandarin then write a diary in the LOTM world called The Taste Of An Angel Ain't Bad purely because I can why you might ask because fuck it anyway: Fun Fact | In cosmology, the Greek letter Omega (Ω) is used to represent the ratio of the universe's density to the critical density, a value that determines the ultimate fate of the universe.Ω = 1: Indicates a "flat" universe with critical density, where the universe will continue to expand slowly.Ω < 1: Suggests an "open" or hyperbolic universe that will expand forever, potentially leading to a "Deep Freeze".Ω > 1: Indicates a "closed" or elliptic universe that will eventually collapse in on itself in a "Big Crunch". )