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Zaratulstra
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At the advent of the Emissary of God, both worlds are thrown into chaos as they are given twenty-four hours to choose thirty champions who will fight for their world in the War of Worlds. As Doctor Strange picks the multiverse’s champions from among the Avengers, Guardians of the Galaxy, and more, the most unlikely visitor arrives to lend a helping hand. While the thunder god Raiden faces general distrust from his resurrected kombatants, who have lost faith in his leadership, he has no choice but to seek help from the face-stealer Shang Tsung and dark sorcerer Quan-Chi. As gods, sorcerers, and heroes clash, alliances will be tested and rivalries forged. In the end, only one question remains: which universe will survive the War of Worlds?
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1: The War of Worlds

"Avengers!" Captain America screamed and caught Mjolnir before adding dramatically, "...Assemble."

Battlecries resounded across the battlefield as the Avengers, Guardians of the Galaxy, the Wakandans, and more charged fearlessly at Thanos' incoming army.

"The Emissary… has arrived."

An augmented cosmic voice reverberated across the battlefield, just as the two armies were about to collide. All who heard felt their soul drain from their body as a deep chill crawled up their spine.

The battle, of course, came to a grinding halt.

As they wondered who it was that had just arrived, lightning unlike Thor's, darker and alien

crackled fiercely in the sky and tore open to a dimensional rift so massive it seemed like a maw seeking to devour the earth in its entirety.

"What in the world…" Spiderman muttered, staring at the spatial split in pure shock and perplexity.

A confused Tony Stark turned to Doctor Strange, who was keeping the flooding at bay, but quickly recognized the look of ignorance in his eyes. Even the Sorcerer Supreme, didn't know what was happening.

Thanos and his army stood and watched too, unable to proceed with the battle due to the arrival of a new variable.

Crack!

The dimensional rift stabilized, and a lone being in the shape of a man, wearing a blinding white garment and golden pillar-shaped headgear, was sitting on a mighty golden throne. With him was no army, only the backdrop of the universe accentuating his greatness.

Nobody dared attempt to confront the descending being or try anything funny. Silence had spread like a plague. Even Thanos looked up with carefully hidden fear.

It was clear to everyone present that a bigger problem had arrived.

The Emissary radiated a bright, golden light that strangely felt otherworldly and unfathomable. Instead of inspiring worship and awe in the hearts of those who set their eyes upon Him, He inspired fear and trembling.

There was nothing divine about this being.

With a wave of his hand, Thanos and his Black Order vanished without a trace. At the same time, the ruined Avengers building and the surrounding area returned to its pristine condition.

The battlefield was filled with only the Avengers and more. The endgame battle… ended before it could even begin.

The Emissary's voice, ever grand, echoed with the weight of a thousand universes across the battlefield as he began:

"Champions of Earth… your enemy is gone. Your battle is no more."

The Infinity Gauntlet and Stones instantly disappeared from where they were and appeared above the alien's hand, floating for a few seconds before turning to dust and disappearing.

The Avengers glanced at one another apprehensively, not one felt confident enough to properly arm themselves.

"I am the Anchor and the Voice, here to enact the will of my Lord.

"Your battle is over, but another trial awaits you… The War of Worlds. Greater than conquest. Greater than survival. The very fabric of your universe trembles, and only through combat shall it be restored."

The Emissary extended a hand and the former battlefield glowed with cosmic radiance. All those already fallen arose animatedly before taking in breath once again. And long lost Avengers appeared out of thin air.

"Even fallen warriors shall no longer find peace in death… for all must be aware."

He spread his arms wide and across the sky and battlefield, countless species, worlds, universes were shown to just… fade, as though they never even existed.

"This is the fate destined for your multiverse. All your lives, your wars, your stories. Nothing shall remain."

The Emissary ended the battle-wide vision and continued: "You must choose your warriors. Thirty in number who shall lay down their lives for you in the interdimensional war of worlds. Mortals, mutants, gods, titans — it matters not. Choose them wisely."

"Wait!" Thor finally voiced out. "Whom do you serve? What do they seek from us?"

The Emissary waited a few seconds before answering, "Thor, son of Odin. You wish to understand why this is happening. You are confused. But you are also mistaken… in thinking you can ever understand or question the will of My Lord. You couldn't have even spoken if He did not permit."

A minute prior…

Elsewhere, in another dimension, the sky above Earthrealm shattered with cracks as it merged with Outworld. The Elder Gods' silent presence loomed like a veil across the heavens. And Raiden, charged with divine lightning, raised his hand to deliver the final blow against Shao Kahn.

"I am conqueror of realms! No god can stand against me!" Shao Kahn screamed in defiance.

"This ends here, Kahn. The Elder Gods have declared it. Your invasion dies with you!" Raiden angrily voiced, The sacrifices that brought them to this point were far too much.

He condensed the lightning coursing through his veins into a ball in his hand, but just as he was about to release it on Shao Kahn, a cold and majestic voice resounded across Earthrealm, saying:

"The Emissary… has arrived."

A dimensional rift of great power, greater than that of the Elder Gods, split open in the sky, pulsing with a strange and alien energy.

Raiden felt compelled to extinguish his lightning ball, and it was the same for Shao Kahn, who lowered his hammer, confused.

A lone being in the shape of a man, cloaked in an obsidian garment reminiscent of the dark side of the universe, with a sun-shaped head mask sat majestically on a dark ebony throne.

The Emissary's presence devoured all the light around him, bringing about a night-like atmosphere that felt strangely divine. It was a paradox. Such a dark being, when those around set their eyes upon him, instead of feeling fear and trembling in their hearts, they felt awe and worship.

They raised their hand and Shao Kahn and his army vanished into thin air, as though they never existed.

Their voice, ever cold and alien, emerged from no visible mouth, but said:

"Gods… mortals and revenants… your mortal struggle ends here. The fate of all realms lies beyond your petty wars."

"Who dares tamper with the will of the Elder Gods?" Raiden screamed out to the man-shaped creature.

"I am the Divide and the Silence, here to serve the Great and Mighty One.

"A trial beyond imagination begins. Mortal Kombat… shall be waged not only for Earthrealm, but for all existence."

The Emissary raised a hand, and the battlefield darkened with divinity, and all fallen kombatants, whether they were revenants or already buried, arose in the various realms and were restored to life.

He spread his hands and across the sky and battlefield, countless species, worlds, universes were shown to just… fade, as though they never even existed.

"This is the fate of your world, shall you lose. Mortals, conquerors, gods. No one shall remain."

Raiden looked about the scene in shock. Shao Kahn looked upon it with fear evident in his murderous gaze.

"Decide amongst yourselves, thirty in number, who shall defend you in the War of Worlds."

Happening concurrently in both dimensions, the Emissary added, "Twenty-four hours you have been given. At the appointed time, I shall return and the trial shall begin."

The Emissary ascended back into the dimensional crack, His voice fading into oblivion but echoing across both universes.

"Triumph, and your story endureth. Fail, and it is destroyed...

"...Thus spoke Zaratulstra."