[ Location: Vivan's Bedroom ][ Date: October 31st, 1985 - Late Night (11:45 PM) ]
I sat on the edge of my bed, looking at the pile of loot I brought back from another dimension.
My room looked like a sci-fi garage sale.
A glowing blue Arc Reactor hummed on my desk, casting weird shadows on my Star Wars posters. Chunks of alien metal lay on the rug and in my hand, I held a bar of raw Vibranium.
It felt cool and heavy, like holding a piece of frozen water that wouldn't melt.
'I feel like Tony Stark if he shopped at a magical flea market.'
I opened the Chat Group.
It was time to pay the bills.
Vivan Frostwell: @Lloyd Frontera (Admin) Wake up, Lloyd. I have the goods.
Lloyd Frontera (Admin): I AM AWAKE! My greed sense was tingling! Show me! What did you get the ? Did you get the glowing cubes?
Vivan Frostwell:[ Uploading Inventory List... ]
Item: Chitauri Chariot Plating (Alien Alloy).
Item: Stark Industries Scrap (Repulsor Tech fragments).
Item: Chitauri Energy Rifle (Broken).
Lloyd Frontera (Admin): YES! Alien metal! I can reverse engineer this! I can build golems that shoot lasers! How much do you want?
Vivan Frostwell: 5,000 Points.
Lloyd Frontera (Admin): 5,000?! You are trying to rob me! I am the Admin! I control this market!
Vivan Frostwell: It's inter-dimensional alien technology, Lloyd. 5,000 is a steal or I can sell it to Aizen. I bet he'd pay double to experiment on it.
Lloyd Frontera (Admin): NO! Fine! 5,000! You are a demon! A beautiful, profitable demon!
[ Transaction Complete. +5,000 Points. ]
[ Current Balance: 11,682 Points. ]
I grinned. 'Rich. Filthy rich. I can add new energy now.'
Esdeath: You sold the spoils of war? Disappointing. You should have kept them as trophies.
Vivan Frostwell: Trophies don't buy upgrades, Esdeath.
Ryomen Sukuna: You are gathering power like a squirrel gathering nuts. It is pathetic. True power comes from within, not from toys.
Vivan Frostwell: Says the guy who is literally 20 fingers scattered across Japan. Don't you have a digit to find?
Ryomen Sukuna: ...I will enjoy killing you.
Shikamaru Nara: Can you guys keep it down? It's 2 AM in Konoha. Also, Vivan, if you ever come back, bring more of that "chocolate." Choji is asking.
Vivan Frostwell: Noted.
I closed the chat. '11,000 Points. I can buy anything but right now, I need to craft.'
I picked up my Chakra Sword (the ninja sword I bought in Konoha). It was good steel, but against a cosmic horror like Vecna? It might snap like a twig.
I placed the Vibranium bar next to it.
'Atomic Rearrangement.'
[ Ability Active: Psychokinesis (Divine). ]
I closed my eyes.
I used my mind.
I grabbed the tiny, invisible particles that made up the Vibranium—the atoms. I loosened them up, turning the metal soft without melting it.
Then, I pushed it into the steel of the sword.
Fuse.
It was like knitting with invisible yarn. I wove the Vibranium atoms into the Chakra metal.
It required total focus. My Spirit flared, draining rapidly. My hands started to shake. Sweat dripped down my nose.
'Come on. Bond. Become one.'
The sword began to hum. A low, deep sound. The grey steel turned a deep, shimmering purple-black. It looked like a piece of the night sky.
"Done," I gasped, dropping the sword on the bed.
My nose was bleeding again. Even with god-tier stats, messing with atoms was exhausting.
I picked up the sword.
It felt weightless.
'System. Analyze.'
[ Item: Void Blade (Custom). ][ Grade: S-Rank. ][ Properties: Indestructible. Absorbs kinetic energy. Conducts Aether with 0% loss. ]
"Now that," I whispered, slicing the air (it made no sound, just a ripple), "is a boss-killer."
[ Location: Max's House - Bedroom Window ][ Time: Midnight ]
I couldn't sleep and needed a fresh air.
I Apparated to the tree outside Max's window.
Inside, Max and El were having a sleepover.
They were wearing pajamas, sprawled on the floor surrounded by empty popcorn bowls. They looked asleep, the TV playing static.
I smiled. 'They're safe.'
El suddenly shifted.
Her eyes opened.
She looked right at the window.
She sensed me.
She just smiled and waved. A tiny, sleepy wave.
I waved back, then vanished.
[ Location: The Creel House - Abandoned ][ Time: 12:30 AM ]
I stood in front of the Creel House.
It looked... dead.
Not "evil dead." Just empty.
The vines and rot was gone.
It looked like a normal, abandoned house.
"He's gone," I realized. "He moved out."
'Vecna isn't playing defense anymore. He knows I'm hunting him so may be he's hiding. He's preparing an ambush.'
I turned to leave.
BONG.
A clock chimed.
I froze.
There was no clock tower in Hawkins.
BONG.
It was coming from the ground and the sky.
I looked at a grandfather clock standing in the window of an antique shop across the street.
The glass on the clock cracked.
CRACK.
The world flickered.
For a split second, the street melted. The asphalt turned to red slime.
The sky turned to ash.
And standing in the middle of the road... was Henry Creel.
The human. Blonde hair. Blue eyes. Wearing his 1950s orderly uniform. It was a projection, but it felt real.
He smiled at me.
It was a polite, terrifying smile.
"You have my power," Henry said.
His voice wasn't in my head. It was in the air. "You think you are strong now? You think you are a god now just by defeating that clown and monster?"
"I think I'm the guy who's going to end you," I said, gripping my new sword.
"We shall see," Henry whispered. "The Clock is ticking, Vivan. Tick. Tock."
SNAP.
Reality slammed back into place.
The street was empty.
The clock in the window was whole.
But the sound... the chiming... it was still echoing in my ears.
I looked at the System Map.
The [ Mind Flayer ] icon was gone.
It was replaced by a new one.
[ Threat Detected: &^$%# ]
[ Location: Unknown. ]
"&^$%#?" I whispered. "What the hell is this Threat??."
I gripped my sword tighter.
"Let him come."
" System COMPLETE STATUS REPORT "
Name: Vivan Frostwell Age: 14 (Body) / 16+ (Mental Experience)
Current Balance: 11,682 Points
Strength: 45
Agility: 50
Vitality: 60
Intelligence: 55
Spirit: 500
Energy: Aether (10,000/10,000).
Active Skills
Psychokinesis (Divine):
Atomic Rearrangement: Change matter (Iron to Gold).
Thought Projection: Speak to everyone.
Reality Anchor: Stop reality from warping.
Gravity Well: Crush things with weight.
Remote Viewing (Lvl 5): Astral projection, thermal vision.
Telepathy (Lvl 2): Mind reading.
Illusion (Lvl 3): Create fake sights/sounds.
Memory Reading (Lvl 2): Read thoughts.
Observe (Lvl 1): See stats.
Apparition (Lvl 2): Teleportation.
Shadow Clone: Create copies for training/fighting.
Fuinjutsu (Master): Create seals and traps.
Energy Control (Lvl 3): Walk on water/walls.
Hive Mind Control (Lvl 1): Control animals/weak minds.
Magic Core (Lvl 4): Cast spells without a wand easily.
Passive Skills
Fear Eater: Gain mana from fear.
Magical Resistance: Take less damage from magic.
Venom Resistance: Immunity to poison.
Parseltongue: Speak to snakes.
Metamorphmagus: Change appearance.
Inventory (The Hoard)
Void Blade (S-Rank): Vibranium + Chakra Metal Sword.
Glock 19: Loaded with Basilisk Venom rounds.
Philosopher's Stone (Purple): Cursed/Evolved.
Demonic Flute: Sound magic tool.
Potions: Phoenix Tears (3), Veritaserum, Polyjuice, Healing Potions.
Trusty Shovel: Just in case.
I gripped my sword tighter.
"Let him come."
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