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I woke up in an empty space. It was all black, no shape, no light, nothing. It feels familiar, yet it wasn’t at the sa ti. It feels like I’ve been here before… but I can’t rember.
“Ah… there you are…” suddenly a voice sounded. Again, the voice is familiar.
I turned around, and saw a black entity, with only a golden line as it’s smile.
“It’s you.” I murmured. “It’s quite early, I thought I would et you after Tiamut awoke.”
“Well, you were wrong.” he said, and the black dinsion turned to a beach once more. The black entity turned into a ragged old man as well.
“So? What do you want to talk about?” I questioned as I sat on a log near the campfire.
The old man chuckled. “A bit impatient… It's been such a long ti since I've been treated like this.”
“Like what?”
“Like an acquaintance.” stated the man. “People usually call ‘my lord’ or ‘Supre one’...”
“I know the feeling…” I murmured. “Humans treated as a god… but you know that already.”
He nodded. “You’ve been doing well.”
“Will I continue to do well?” I questioned straightforwardly.
“Depends.” said the man.
“Depends?”
He humd. “You’ve been stagnant these past couple of centuries.”
I nodded. “Don’t really know what else my power offers really…”
“Then you haven’t been exploring enough.”
“I’d say I’ve been exploring.” I said sarcastically. “I have a lot of ti for that.”
“But you’ve been too… conservative…”
“aning?”
He sighed at my question. “You are different from your fellow eternals.”
“I’ve noticed.” I said sarcastically again. “So?”
“No, you don’t understand.” he shook his head. “Unlike the other eternals, your power is continuously evolving.”
I nodded. “I know that my fellow eternals’ power seems stuck, not changing at all.”
“Exactly.” he nodded.
“But for , my power is just limited to absorbing cosmic energy from dead bodies and making them my constructs right? Essentially making them one with .” I questioned. “What else is there?”
“You’re using it wrong, young one.” he stated. “You said it yourself, they are one with you.”
“So?”
“Then use them.” the man shrugged. “Don’t just command them to do your bidding, use them to improve yourself.”
“How?”
The man smiled. “Talk to them.”
“Talk?” I questioned, confused. “They can’t talk, sure, I can understand what they’re thinking, but I can’t talk to them.”
The man nodded. “You can’t before, but you can now.”
“aning?”
“You’ve absorbed an intelligent deviant right?”
“I- I did recently… yes… his na’s Idemnon.”
“Then talk to him, he should be able to represent the others,” said the man. “By the way, it’s nice of you that you’re really careful about this.”
“Careful?”
“You haven’t absorbed a single human.” cleared the man. “If you did, you’d be dead by now.”
“I know that.” I snorted. ‘I’m not stupid enough to do that.“
The man humd. “Arishem’s suspicious, he was asking about you, but I never answered.”
I raised my eyebrow. “Why?”
“Ever since you ca down to earth really…” said the man. “Because he knows practically nothing about you, I blocked your information from him.”
“That’s nice of you.” I said sarcastically. “But did he rember that he gave a mission?”
“He rembers.” the man nodded. “But technically, he didn’t give it, I planted the mory of him giving a mission to you. That’s why he’s a bit careful about you in the first place, because he’s always careful about his ‘minions’.”
I humd. “What am I going to do now?”
“Nothing really.” The man nodded. “As long as you don’t break any rules, you’re safe. For now, just beco powerful.”
“Oh yeah, how do I contact Idemnon again?”
He smiled. “Just call him.”
After that, the man disappeared, the place turned black once again, and I was once again left alone in this empty dinsion.
I sighed. “That’s god to you I guess…”
I then look around, still nothing, only emptiness and darkness awaits my gaze.
“Idemnon.” I tried to call, but no one answered, at least, that’s what I thought for a while, before I heard the sounds of hooves.
“We et again Pluto, or should I say my lord now?” a voice spoke, I turned around, and sure enough, it’s Idemnon, only, he’s in his construct form.
“Oh, you actually appeared.” I humd. “Well, just Pluto, I hate being called my lord.”
“Whatever suits you.” the centaur shrugged. “I’ve… seen your mories… you are different from the others.”
I nodded. “You can read my mories?”
“I am thou, thou art I.” the centaur simply speaks. “It is the concept of your power, is it not?”
“Truthfully, I don’t know myself.” I shrugged. “There are no manuals in this.”
The centaur simply laughed. “I guess you are right…”
I just humd. “If you can see my mories… Can I see yours?”
The centaur sighed. “Alas, you can. This is quite embarrassing for … as I just said to you that I won’t betray my kin… yet you can see my mories easily.”
“Do you still hold allegiance to your kin?” I questioned.
The centaur shook his head. “No, as I am you, and you are now. Your goal is my goal, your ambition is my ambition.”
“That certainly is a bit of a relief.” I nodded. “Then show your mories.”
“Very well.” the centaur nodded. And instantly, a flood of mories entered my mind. I saw his mories, from the mont he gained intelligence, to the day he died by my hands.
I saw as he and his herd killed a lot of humans, devouring them. I saw as he trained in archery and spear. I saw him gallop with his herd, fighting an army of humans that wanted to exterminate them.I saw him et with his ‘kin’, the ones that are intelligent. And I saw his final battle, his battle with .
“You lived a not-so-boring life huh.” I humd.
“My life was filled with battles and glory.” he stated while nodding.
“A deviant knows glory?” I asked, amused by his answer.
“I prefer a centaur.” said Idemnon. “Deviant is a bit of an insult… we’re not astray… we just want to survive.”
“Alright, I respect that.” I said. “So… only in Crete and Corinth huh… I thought there would be more. ”
“Our kind is hard to find.” nodded Idemnon. “We need to absorb a lot of humans to be able to reach this kind of intelligence… the one in Crete is barely intelligent.”
“Based on your mories, you’ve absorbed thousands huh… that must’ve taken a long ti.”
“It’s based on luck I guess,” he nodded. “I roam free for thousands of years without competition or being hunted by a predator like you.”
I just nodded. “So… Can you be a bridge? For and my other constructs?”
“Sure,” said the centaur, shrugging.
“Then that’s good…” I nodded. “Can you call them? To ?”
He just nodded, and he clapped his hands, summoning my golden legion behind him.
The dark room glows golden at the re presence of my legion. It was quite cool.
“Now, you can use us,” said Idemnon.
“How does it work exactly?” I questioned.
“You just need to ask.” stated Idemnon. “And we’ll be ready to be one with you.”
“Then, let’s try it with you, Idemnon.” I said.
“Very well.” The centaur closed his eyes, and he turned to cosmic energy that slowly surrounded . Not a couple seconds later, he entered my body.
After he entered my body, my mind beca clearer, his mories, his will, his knowledge, his experience, all beca one with .
“This feels… strange…” I murmured.
“You will get used to it over ti.” Idemnon spoke in my head.
I just humd. “Your power is… magical immunity, and mind shield?”
“It’s what I’ve developed, yes.” said Idemnon. “It’s not special, but I make up in the combat departnt with experience on bows and spears.”
“So if Ghidorah possessed, I can absorb the cosmic energy around ?” I questioned.
“In theory, yes. If one of your non-sentient constructs possessed you, you only got their powers, not their mories, but you do get their instincts.”
I humd. “Can multiple constructs possess ?”
“I recomnd three, just like combining them,” said Idemnon. “More and their will would collapse.”
“Right… but I can do more than three right?”
“Only for a limited ti.”
“That’s good enough.”
“Then I think it’s ti you wake up.” said Idemnon as he got out of my body and reappeared in front of .
“Then I’ll see you all in the next battle.” I nodded.
“We are always with you Pluto, best rember that.” Idemnon nodded, while the constructs behind him cheered, excited for the prospect to co.
And after that, I woke up. I saw that my fellow Eternals were sleeping around the area.
I then murmured. “Next stop, Crete.”
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