POV Rio
It took a few days for me to gather the materials from Earth-3 and to confirm what happened there. The answer was that I wasn't dreaming. Or well... I think so. Admittedly, nobody saw what happened. One moment the Syndicate existed, and the next all of them were dead, crippled, or in prison. Most of it seemed to be based on the relatively bad deeds each person committed. The more evil, the more likely someone was killed. The few heroes of this world who still lived didn't reveal themselves for a while, even after the news came out, but that was better for me, as I used that chance to start taking what I needed mostly from the villains. Those that died would be more accurately called erased, as there were no bodies left behind.
Most of what I found and took was Eigth Metal, Nth Metal, Orichalcum, a few varieties of Kryptonite, and Dionesium, or more commonly referred to as the Lazarus Pits. Most of the tech they had wasn't that interesting. At most, I took the prototypes of the Super Nuke Owlman was making. I also took the research on the Quantum Trigger. The most interesting tech was the Interdimensional Teleporter. It was honestly vastly superior to the model I had been working on and had a far less likely chance of blowing up or taking a chunk out of the planet it was used on.
Most of this world's research wasn't that useful, as it was focused on crime or amassing more money. Sure, there might have been more tech if I searched more, but I didn't want to stay here any longer. I had what I wanted, and I won't get greedy when dealing with the DC Multiverse. Especially when I saw a visitor that nearly made me crap myself. It was Lucifer freaking Morningstar! And in the DC Multiverse, Lucifer was basically as high on the power ladder as you can go; only his father, who created the DC Multiverse, is higher. My amulet was literally searing my skin with how overheated it was becoming from just the few seconds of his presence. It was able to hide me from him, but I didn't want to see how long that would last, so I skipped town and went home.
And not a moment too soon, as nearly right after that the portal device stopped working. Well, it still worked, but the coordinates to Earth-3 no longer worked. My guess was that whatever pathway I had been using was sealed behind me to prevent any other unwelcome visitors. But who knows. And I sure as heck wasn't interested in finding out.
POV Shift Lucifer Morningstar
I looked at the rift as it slowly sealed itself, and I was glad it was doing so safely. I was more than willing to admit that I was scared of what came from it not that long ago. It takes a lot to make Father look that nervous. And when I found out who had visited our little Multiverse, all I could do was go and seal the place he came from. Father was too busy reinforcing the Source Wall and making sure this could never happen again, as well as coordinating with other powers, such as Death, to ensure they checked their territories for other gaps in the defense. Anyone with even a slight level of knowledge of what exists beyond the Source Wall knows what horrors can come from that. I mean, Trigon came to me looking scared for his life, and when I learned what he faced by accident, I can't say I blamed him.
'Chuck Norris. What idiot thought it was a good idea to pick a fight with him?'
If I found out who it was, I would personally torture their soul and then let every resident of Hell take a turn doing so.
'I'm sure Trigon and Darkseid would like a turn after losing such strong avatars.'
The entire planet of Apokolips was annihilated with a single kick. And both Trigon and Darkseid faced a similar treatment. Even I shudder at the thought of having to take a kick like that.
'I should do one last check to make sure I didn't miss any holes in the Source Wall's defences.'
POV Shift Rio
"Hmm, give me some time to test these samples. I've never seen this material before, and I need to understand how it reacts before I can confidently say I can forge with it," King Eitri comments while inspecting the metals I brought with me.
"No problem, I can leave you with these samples, and if you need more, I can bring some," I reply calmly.
"This should be more than enough, but I will use that communicator you installed if I need you for anything else. You said you want to make armor out of this, right?" King Eitri asks.
"Yes, preferably one even better than the Destroyer Armor, but we have time for that later," I comment.
King Eitri moves his head from side to side in thought.
"Hmm, you'll need help from King Odin or Lady Frigga, as they will handle the enchantments, at least if you want it to be at bare minimum as good as Destroyer Armor. Unless you plan on doing that yourself," King Eitri replies.
"I can do the enchanting myself, and I can handle the forge heat just fine as long as you are okay with me working alongside you while you forge the armor," I request.
"No issue here. I've worked like that before. You magic types like to imbue the creations with magic, and that is best done during the forging process," King Eitri says with an easy-going nod.
"Glad to hear it. Contact me when you and your smiths are ready for the forging," I reply.
King Eitri nods, and I take my leave. I had just given several samples of most of the materials I took from Earth-3 after getting approval from Odin to use the Dwarves' services. Honestly, they were more than happy to help me when I originally showed them the plans. Especially when I mentioned I would give them a material that they had never seen before. When I first showed King Eitri my Nth Metal sword, I was scared he might not give it back. Especially when the other Dwarves all took turns messing with the sword and inspecting it.
But hey, they knew their stuff; I didn't even have to explain what Nth Metal was or could do before they had already guessed its limits and even the nature of the metal itself. Which is a fragment of creation solidified in a metal form. Sure, it isn't as pure as Element X or Tenth Metal, which was unfortunately something I couldn't get my hands on, but it was still a very impressive metal. And they were quite excited to work with it.
But when I left, I teleported back to the Watchtower to resume the work I had been doing ever since I got my newest Template. And there was a lot of work to be done. The Template was Handsome Jack, the CEO of Hyperion from the Borderlands series.
He came with some amazing equipment. A Personal Shield, a full set of Hyperion guns, which includes a Shotgun, Pistol, Sniper Rifle, Assault Rifle, Submachine Gun, Rocket Launcher, and Grenade Mods. Beyond that, I got an armor suit and Handsome Jack's iconic mask. I also got an incredibly powerful stealth generator. As far as I could tell, it hides me from all detectors, even magical ones, though you could find me from more mundane senses like hearing or smell; it was good enough. The last thing was the personal digiclone projector; this device worked by creating tangible digital clones that could harm others and easily be mistaken for me. The only downside is that they are very fragile, and it isn't hard to dispel them.
But the real prize wasn't the equipment. It was the knowledge. Hyperion had developed some very impressive technology. The first was the vast array of robots called Loaders in various models. I had been meaning to get a mass-producible robot for a while, and this solved most of that problem. Next came the various elemental damage types and their applications, including, most interestingly, Slag. Now I couldn't easily reproduce the stuff, but Jack was quite interested in it and made sure to keep an eye on the research and its applications.
There was also plenty of research into guns and grenades, of course, but it seems Jack wasn't that invested in that research and didn't bother to look into it that much. He did, however, take some interest in what I consider the most valuable tech Hyperion ever made. The Fast Travel Network. It can deconstruct you into a digital format in one place and then transport you at faster-than-light speed to your destination, where you are converted back into flesh and blood. It is revolutionary; the sheer amount this can do for any civilization is crazy. However, there isn't a respawn feature as far as I can tell. Which sort of makes sense, as if it were like that, then Handsome Jack would never die, or rather could infinitely respawn, as would any character.
All of this took a while to unlock, and even now I am constantly working to unlock more of the Template in hopes I learn more and more of how the Fast Travel Network works, as right now I only have fragments of the whole picture, but I know I will get it all eventually.
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Author's Note:
For those who wanted respawn stations, those aren't actually canon in the series. The head writer of the Borderlands series confirmed that the New-U stations aren't canon but rather there for gameplay reasons. Though that shouldn't be that shocking to anyone familiar with the series, as it wouldn't make any sense otherwise. Also, yeah, Chuck Norris is scary enough that the entire DC Multiverse was sweating buckets at his arrival; you could even say they were unprepared for his arrival. Until next time, Ciao.