Until one day, a group of people calling themselves TVA suddenly appeared before her.
They sternly told Wanda that her actions had severely disrupted the timeline and that she must be destroyed.
But by that time, Wanda had already absorbed the power of hundreds of her other selves, and her strength was far greater than before.
She killed them in an instant, leaving not even ashes behind.
Wanda did not take these people, who appeared suddenly and disappeared quickly, to heart; her eyes were only on the endless journey of Crossing.
She continued her quest to find other Worlds, only to gradually forget her original intention unconsciously, her heart filled with a craving for power.
In this World, she saw another version of herself, one who hadn't even awakened her abilities and was too weak; she originally intended to skip this World.
Until the appearance of a man caught her attention.
This man was full of contradictions and mystery.
Despite possessing power strong enough to overturn the World, the cruelest thing he had ever done was merely breaking the legs of all gang members.
He was a formidable existence, yet he enjoyed scaring the ordinary Wanda like a mischievous child, making her cry.
His favorite thing to do every day was to nestle among a group of women, acting childishly like a little kid, yet in front of outsiders, he displayed the majestic image of a Demon King.
However, he was very good to her other self, resurrecting her parents, looking after Quicksilver, teaching her magic, and always bringing gifts when he returned.
The women around him also didn't exclude her; they treated her like a younger sister, taking her out to play and buy clothes.
Because of this man's existence, even if her ordinary self openly used her powers outside, it wouldn't cause people fear; on the contrary, it would only bring looks of adoration and respect.
Wanda was deeply attracted by such a life; she stopped her journey of crossing Worlds and chose to remain in this Mutant Universe.
From then on, the thing she did most every day was watching the life of her other self, and that mysterious man.
She watched that Wanda live happily every day under the man's protection.
She woke up on time every day to study, went out to play with family and friends during holidays, and occasionally even disciplined Quicksilver.
Such an ordinary yet warm life, though seemingly boring, Wanda watched with utmost seriousness, as if through her other self, she was searching for a happiness she had never possessed.
Until an unexpected confession.
At that moment, she came to her senses; she clearly realized that she was not the one being cherished.
Two completely different emotions surged in her heart.
On one hand, there was envy for the other Wanda, envying her ability to be loved so wholeheartedly.
On the other hand, there was deep jealousy, jealousy of why fate was so unfair, making her suffer so much hardship.
A terrible thought quietly sprouted in her heart: kill her, replace her, get him!
Once this thought appeared, it spread wildly like weeds, driving Wanda to embark on another journey of Crossing.
But as soon as she arrived in that World, she encountered a mysterious Witch.
With just a gentle touch from that Witch, Wanda was severely wounded.
The power of hundreds of her other selves that she had absorbed was like air before this Witch, completely useless; she was instantly sent back to her original World.
This was not the worst part; during her recovery, this timeline was pruned by the TVA, and her origin became tightly connected to this World.
She could no longer leave this World, only quietly await the arrival of Death, while watching her other self's happy life.
Until one day, Wanda sensed that someone was about to arrive in the future.
She thought that the mysterious man might be interested in this World, so she sent the consciousness of the future person to another World.
Indeed, he came, although only as an astral body.
But Wanda was already satisfied.
She was full of anticipation, wanting the man to stay here, to receive his care, and to experience the life her other self possessed.
However, until the last moment of her life, that man did not even spare her a glance.
Wanda finally understood that this man would never belong to her.
Unwillingness, a heart full of unwillingness, echoed in her heart.
"So you want to replace me?"
In the dream, Wanda slowly opened her eyes, gazing calmly at the powerful Scarlet Witch before her.
Through the previous memories, the Scarlet Witch before her, whether in terms of power or experience, completely overwhelmed her.
"I am already dead; now I am not even considered a consciousness."
The Scarlet Witch smiled bitterly; now she was just an obsession.
"Then what do you want to do?"
Wanda was a little puzzled.
"A gift for you."
As the Scarlet Witch spoke, a shimmering speck of light slowly emerged in her hand; the light floated gently between the two, emitting a faint yet mysterious glow.
"This is what remains of my origin; although not much, it can allow your Chaos magic to surpass your Master, without any side effects."
This way, I will also be integrated with you; as long as my power is still in your body, will Master also like me?
An expression of longing appeared on the Scarlet Witch's face.
Wanda didn't hesitate much; she grasped the speck of light in front of her and began to absorb it. Why refuse power that was given for free?
The Scarlet Witch was slightly stunned at the sight.
"Do you trust me that much? Aren't you afraid I'll do something tricky?"
Wanda shook her head.
"I never trust a lunatic.
I only trust Master; even if you replace me, Master will come to save me."
After speaking, Wanda began to absorb the power and her experience.
After losing her power, the Scarlet Witch's remaining obsession also began to gradually dissipate; she quietly looked at Wanda and slowly spoke.
"I envy you so much…
Why wasn't it me who met him…
I'm so jealous…
Why…"
Her voice grew softer and softer until it disappeared, leaving only Wanda still absorbing the power.
After an unknown amount of time.
Wanda awoke in reality; the morning sun cast a White streak on the room through the gaps in the curtains.
Wanda got out of bed, pulled back the curtains, and stretched, looking at the garden outside.
She changed her clothes and went downstairs.
Nolan was also there, sitting at the dining table, eating.
"Wanda, you woke up a bit late today. Did you stay up late last night?"
Nolan asked.
"Hmm, I finished my homework a bit late."
Wanda shook her head and sat opposite Nolan.
"Don't put too much pressure on yourself; it's fine if you turn in those assignments a bit late."
"Got it, Master~"
Wanda's address of "Master" made Nolan shiver.
A twinkle of starlight flashed in his eyes as he looked at Wanda.
Her soul seemed normal.
"Wanda, why are you calling me in such a strange voice?"
"I watched a TV show a while ago, and the actors called people that way. I just tried it. Don't you like it, Master~?"
Wanda blinked, asking in confusion, but a hint of an imperceptible smile flashed in her eyes.
"Uh… just be normal, don't learn everything."
Nolan said helplessly, feeling a vague sense of unease in his heart, but he couldn't pinpoint what was wrong.
He probably had too deep an impression of the Scarlet Witch from before.
"Okay~"
Wanda's lips curved slightly upward, and the smile in her eyes deepened.
Bang!
"Ugh…"
The next second, Wanda covered her head, her eyes brimming with tears.
"I told you to be normal."
"Got it, Master."
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