Vincent looked at Maria Hill.
He felt the sacrifice deep in her heart.
Yes, sacrifice.
The confusion about the future, the thirst for power, the determination to stay on her path. She was paying the price she could afford.
All to ask him to stop, or to extend a hand in a desperate future.
Suddenly, Vincent felt a ripple of emotion.
"Why go this far, Hill?" Vincent sighed.
His voice carried a deep world-weariness that didn't match his youth. Before crossing over, he was forty. His soul was mature, but his young body's hormones made his personality unstable.
But right now, he respected this woman.
In the movies, Hill died during the Secret Invasion. By then, she was Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Since I've come this far, I didn't plan on putting my clothes back on."
She viewed it as a mission. But stripping away her dignity was the hardest hurdle for a human heart.
Hill looked at the handsome Ice Demon.
His rise was too fast, too uncertain. If he were pure evil, S.H.I.E.L.D. would kill him at any cost.
But he wasn't.
His disasters were targeted. The Vatican was a religious war. The Carrier Group was self-defense.
But the tsunami? The indiscriminate attack on the harbor crossed a line.
However, when she learned he walked into a nuclear trap to save a friend... Hill's perspective shifted.
He was a child using violence to protect himself.
"In your eyes, am I a good person or a bad person?" Vincent asked, pouring wine.
"In my line of work, I see mostly gray. People sway between black and white. Most follow profit and end up hurting others," Hill said, feeling the alcohol warm her blood.
"True. The adult world is all about profit," Vincent nodded. "But I think I'm a good person."
Hill laughed despite herself. Then she stopped, feeling awkward in her lingerie.
"You don't believe me?" Vincent stared at her.
"What you see this year is just the beginning of the tragedy. In the future, S.H.I.E.L.D. loses a war. 50% of Earth's population dies. Half the universe is erased by an environmentalist with a snap of his fingers."
Vincent smiled, openly admiring her enhanced body.
It was better than any plastic surgery.
He was a vulgar man. He appreciated beauty. Different women, different scenery. This was the life he chose. No more "pure love," no more simping.
"Are you joking?" Hill frowned.
"You found Cap. You must have the Tesseract. You know it has infinite energy, but do you know its danger?"
Vincent patted the sofa.
Hill hesitated, then sat down next to him.
"You want to know the origin of the Tesseract?"
"I do."
"Big Bang. Six singularities were compressed into ingots. The Tesseract is just a casing for the Space Stone."
"Wait. Six?" Hill was serious now.
"Space, Time, Reality, Power, Soul, Mind. Gather all six, snap your fingers, and you can rewrite reality."
Hill felt the absurdity. "So someone does this in the future?"
"Without me, that is the future," Vincent smiled radiantly.
System Alert:
[Infinity Stone Collection]: Collect each Stone for a Gold Blind Box. Collect all 6 for a Black Blind Box.Progress: 0/6.
Finally. The Thanos questline.
Time Stone with Ancient One. Space Stone with S.H.I.E.L.D. Reality Stone (Aether) in London.
"You have a lot of confidence," Hill noted.
"I'm a good guy, Hill. I'll save everyone. It just depends on whether you or Natasha make me fulfill my promise in the future."
Vincent put down his glass.
Hill composed herself. She knew he had agreed.
She turned, pushed Vincent down, and straddled him.
...
Later.
The storm ended.
Hill lay on the sofa, drained but oddly... satisfied. She liked the feeling this man gave her. It was a peak she'd never reached.
Natasha must have iron will to refuse this, she wondered.
Vincent was asleep, smiling.
Hill dressed and left quietly.
As she drove back to her apartment, she felt a trance-like dependency forming.
A promise is a wish. Are you a god?
If you grant my wish, I will serve you as a believer.
Hill smiled foxily.
Back in the villa, Vincent opened his eyes.
He hadn't slept.
He was the Psychic Sovereign.
He could change hearts. He was the real demon. He used pleasure and subtle psychic suggestions to shift Hill's dependency. She wouldn't just be an ally; she would become a devotee.
Hill is really good, Vincent thought, licking his lips.
He checked the System.
[One Marsh Fragrance]: Complete a relationship with a special heroine. Reward: Blue Blind Box (Stacked 6 times).CONGRATULATIONS: Stacked to limit. Reward upgraded to Black Blind Box.
Stats:
Wealth: 86 Billion.Desire Points: 688 Million.Abilities: Ice-Ice Fruit (Tier 3), Mera Mera no Mi (Tier 3), Psychic Sovereign, Water Magic.Inventory: Purple Blind Box (1), Black Blind Box (1).
"I haven't done missions in a while. Relying on the harem quest paid off."
The final link was Maria Hill. He thought he'd have to wait for Scarlet Witch or Sue Storm.
"Time to open boxes."
Purple Blind Box First.
Vincent loved the feeling.
Light flashed.
A golden, weirdly shaped fruit appeared.
[Congratulations! You received the Glint-Glint Fruit (Pika Pika no Mi).]
"Admiral Kizaru's fruit?" Vincent grinned. "Not bad."
Light speed. Lasers.
He took a bite. It tasted like peaches.
He ate the whole thing.
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