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Days later, Nolan noticed sothing curious. Through the subtle tether ford with Susan Storm, fragnts of psionic insight trickled into his mind casting patterns, micro-adjustnts in willpower, ways of shaping force.
Even without a binding pact, the resonance persisted.
It reminded him why beings of true multiversal stature always left imprints of themselves across realities. Traces echoed whether or not contracts existed.
Wanda, though, still amazed him most. Her Chaos Magic didn't just negotiate with dinsional lords; it bypassed them entirely.
So long as she knew the sigil and incantation, she could pull raw power straight from a dinsion, ignoring its sovereign.
That audacity was possible only because of her lineage because behind her stood Chthon, one of the true multiversal overlords. No dinsion dared deny her.
Nolan exhaled slowly. "It's ti. He's aided more than once. I should face him directly ask how to breach the barrier into Universal Singularity."
Adjusting his stance, he prepared the ancient ritual handed down through Kamar-Taj.
Every Sorcerer Supre eventually perford it: a spiritual journey to commune with the Vishanti, the Trinity of Oshtur, Hoggoth, and Agamotto.
Oshtur — source of white magic.
Hoggoth — invoked in countless Kamar-Taj wards ("the hoary host of Hoggoth").
Agamotto — the first Sorcerer Supre, a being as old as the World Tree itself.
Together, the three ford the Vishanti: one of the ultimate mystical entities across the multiverse.
Nolan inscribed the circle. At its center, he placed the Eye of Agamotto with the Ti Stone nested within. At the array's edges, he positioned the Book of the Vishanti, left in his care by the Ancient One.
"The ancient Vishanti, by the mantle of the Sorcerer Supre…"
His chant deepened, orange light flooding the sigils. The array flared brighter, until the chamber blazed like a newborn sun.
A current seized him pulling his soul upward, out of the confines of this universe.
For an instant, Nolan glimpsed it all: spheres of reality like endless orbs, shrinking as his vantage rose higher. He rembered this sensation from the day he received the spider-gene totem vision, only then it had felt like a dream.
Now, as a Skyfather-tier being, his spirit was stable enough to witness the truth.
He ascended until the cosmos themselves beca a backdrop and there, waiting in the void, stood three silhouettes of impossible scale.
The Vishanti.
"Child," one spoke warmly. "You've co."
Nolan bowed. "Honored Vishanti."
The figure chuckled. "No need for formality. You are of our line. Agamotto himself chose the first Sorcerer Supre; by that chain, you stand in his mantle. Strange that your Ancient One forced the succession so soon yet effective."
Nolan smiled faintly. "My teacher's faith carried here. And… I thank you for your aid against Dormammu."
The Vishanti's tone shifted, serious. "It was a bargain. Dormammu and Chthon are allies of convenience. He seeks to rge darkness with chaos; I seek to counterbalance them. By striking down even a projection of Dormammu, you weakened his reach."
Nolan frowned. "You… seek to beco the true God of Magic?"
"Perhaps," Agamotto answered without denial. "We and Chthon exist in opposition, locked in pursuit of that title. Your intervention serves as an investnt. You stand closer to breaking into the multiversal tier than any mortal I've observed in ages. And in that war, I will need allies."
Nolan's eyes narrowed. "So even among the multiversal, there are factions." Newest update provided by noⅴelfire
A deep laugh echoed. "Of course. Beyond the multiverse lies an even higher road. Every being claws upward. War is constant."
The light of their forms intensified. "But for now, listen well: your universe may be weak, but your uniqueness propels you forward. We sense in you the spark of Singularity. Not yet clear, but present. Whether artifact, lineage, or essence, it will define your ascent."
Their gazes pressed gently upon him, vast yet without malice.
"Ti is short," Agamotto said. "Ask."
Nolan drew a steadying breath. "Am I walking the right path? How do I break through to beco a universal singularity?"
The Vishanti's voice resonated like a bell across eternity.
"There is no single path. What is right for one is ruin for another. You must tread your own road. As for your breakthrough… the answer already lies in your grasp. You've sensed it. You've known it. But you've doubted."
Understanding settled over Nolan. He bowed deeply. "Then… I thank you for your guidance."
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