Morningstar Prime, with her legs crossed and eyebrows furrowed looking grumpy as ever, sat on her throne while the other Aurora, the She-Devil from Prometheus' world, reported to her of today's atrocities.
"And... I killed 66 virgins... 66 children were fed to She-Bears... 66 lambs were fed to 66 goats... 66 gems were sold to 66 lepers. 66 children ate my new product Feastlies, which is actually just junkfood poison. Oh. I also scammed 66 old ladies and made them commit suicide from losing all hope."
Morningstar Prime facepalms.
"Oh... And I abused and slept with the bodies and bones of 666 children..."
Morningstar Prime just... yawns...
"Sorry," said She-Devil. "My Lord... Why are you... being like this?"
"What... are we doing here, Aurora?"
"Well, Aurora Morningstar Prime... we're having a meeting to talk about MY PROMOTION!!!"
Morningstar Prime sighs. "Okay..." she said, with boredom. "Ptolemy? Could you be a sweetie and come in here?"
Ptolemy, her soldier, enters the throneroom. "Yes, Ma'am-?"
Morningstar Prime boils his brain by using Kulam and visualizing heat in his skull, killing him as he screams and begs for mercy.
"You flexin'? I do that all the time!" laughed She-Devil.
"That... was Ptolemy. He was my most loyal Miguel alter Antichrist other than Mars. He fought with me for over 900 years, and I just killed him. Good man. He settled recently. Had a wife... kids... who will now weep his name and cry out into the darkness... So, in order for them to not be vexing, I'll order their deaths..."
"Well-!"
"Visualized it. They're dead... Their cries were so... beautiful..."
She-Devil rolls her eyes.
"Are you trying to prove yourself to me?"
"I mean... Haha... You practically trained me, Master! WHY WOULDN'T I!?!?"
"Because you're just like me back in my 60s. You're in your 60s and you're a fucking child. You're not ready to be my heiress, She-Devil. YOU'RE NOTHING!!! A JOKE!!! A HUMOROUS AFTER THOUGHT!!! Now, quit trying to humor me, or I'll melt your BRAIN AGAIN!!!"
She-Devil makes a pouty face and walks away.
"Tch-..." growled Morningstar Prime.
Morningstar Prime sighs in disappointment and rests the temple of her head on her knuckles. "Alters..." she rolled her eyes.
Meanwhile...
Beatle and Miguel continued to interrogate yet another enemy, as Miguel threw him across the bar.
Miguel smirks as the man stands right back up and tosses blades from his hands.
Miguel dodges the attacks, trying his best to avoid the blades so he won't slow down during the fight.
He gets stabbed and he roars in pain, proceeding to create an Earthen Wall. "THE DWAYNE JOHNSON!!!" Miguel roars, as the stone wall gains spikes while he pushes the wall and turns it into a hexagon that surrounds the blade-wielding mercenary.
He pushed further as the stone entrapment slowly squeezed the man closer.
"You're bluffing!" laughed the man.
Miguel growls. "Am I?"
One of the wall's spikes scratches his skin and makes his neck bleed.
"I YIELD!!!" the man urged, as Miguel seperate the walls.
Miguel places his stone claws near his neck. "Talk or I start chopping Man steak."
"Arachne's downstairs..."
"Whoa! Really?" smiled Miguel.
"NO!!!" roared the man, trying to pull away. "I DON'T KNOW WHO ARACHNE IS!!!"
"Then HOW did you know THEIR NAME!!?"
"I DIDN'T!!! THE FIRST THING YOU DID WHEN YOU GOT HERE WAS ASK, 'WHERE'S ARACHNE' AND YOU PROCEEDED TO ATTACK ME!!! IS IT CUZ I'M A MUTANT?!? THAT'S PROFILING!!!"
"Oh... sh-... I'm not... that kinda guy... I HAVE MUTANT FRIENDS!!!"
"Wow... I've heard of you... Aren'tcha a damned vigilante from Destiny World? And you call yourself a liberal..."
"'Destiny World?'"
"Wow... He really didn't tell ya anythin', did he? Your world is nothing more than an experimental one... Based on the St. King's world... After Dracul failed ruining Beatle's life, he created a branched timeline... Created hundreds of Prometheuses with hundreds of Miguels... each world spread to thousands, then ten thousands, then hundred thousands... Every Miguel ends up meeting Aurora... Every Miguel breaks in some way... But something's different about you... You're... weird... an anomaly... Could you be She-Devil's perfected output?"
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Miguel punches him and knocks him out. "He had somethin' in his teeth..." Miguel walks away as Beatle sighs.
"You okay?" asked Beatle.
"If the Multiverse exists, there is no such thing as a consequence. If I die, another Miguel is just gonna come in and replace me, right!? RIGHT!?!?"
"No," said Beatle.
"Then why am I so bothered!?"
"Because you lack faith... There may be a Multiverse, but you matter, because out of all the worlds, you're the only one who exists as yourself."
"But... What about the others? The other Miguels? YOU!?!?"
"Your worth... isn't based on your comparison with other Miguels... Your worth... is innate... You have freedom, autonomy, self-respect, and equality, but if no one is special, NOT ANY version of you is special, that means you can be anyone you can be... You have the potential to be different."
"You're using me... You want me for something..."
"Actually, I had to put up with this... I'm God. Why would I want or need you, kid?"
"Huh..." said Miguel. "Sorry... Just... a bit traumatized... trauma response... Heh... I don't get it. What makes me so special?"
"No one's special. No one's born special. But what defines you is your acts... And your acts speak volumes. Prometheus is special in his own way. I am as well... Every Miguel, every version of every person is different. Because something else happened to them... And it isn't... meaningless... It's truth... Not everyone is beautiful. So you make the world just a tad bit prettier... That defines... beauty..."
Miguel smiles. "Thanks, Beatle..."
Beatle nods back and walks away, as Miguel follows.
"Sally!" yelled the woman behind them. "SALLY!!!" she sobbed.
Beatle instinctively approaches the woman, and so did Miguel.
"What's wrong?" asked Beatle and Miguel, at the same time.
"My daughter! I don't know where she is! I need help in finding her!"
"I'll find her," smiled Miguel.
"Oh! Thank you! Please! She needs help! She's little and she's blonde and-!!!"
"Easy..." said Beatle, as he grabs Miguel's head and shows what she LIKELY looks like.
"What'd you just-?"
"I gave you telepathically the likely visual image of her based on probability."
"Is that... USOG!?!?"
"You have no idea how to use their powers, huh? More on that later."
"You ain't coming?"
"It's your quest, kid..." said Beatle, shrugging, turning around, and walking away. "I can sense... Hm... If I were you, I'd try the northern stables."
Miguel teleports there, and sees a bunch of criminals in the distance just outside the stables. He sneaks into the night and hides behind rocks, cavities in the ground, and debris from the past world. He enters a cave and sees a hole so small that he has to crouch into it and lose all his breath to literally enter. He does so, and just quite reaches inside, seeing a bridge before him. He hears chattering, seeing ninjas just about anywhere. He sneaks above the bridge and activates his wings, proceeding to glide over their heads and landing on a gigantic box. He sees a bunch of gold and jewelry, but doesn't take it at all. In fact, he sees a door open just west from the box behind a hallway, where a little girl sobs.
"I WANT MY MOMMY!!!" sobbed the little girl, as Miguel hears her get hit. Miguel growls and prepares to attack. He lands and slams his fist into the ground with flames everywhere. "Hell Meteor..." he sneered cockily. "Let that little girl go..."
The men pat themselves from the flames, taking out their katanas. They are shown to activate garments that shinobi wear.
"Ninjas!?"
The "ninjas" attack and cut toward Miguel, who ingeniously seperates his body exactly at the areas they were cutting. He shoots pebble gun and shoots the backs of their spines, paralyzing them.
The ninjas attack and cut him as Miguel punches and knocks them out.
Miguel masterfully spins in the air and blocks three katanas at once, where he proceeds to yell, "AERIAL HELL CARTWHEEL KICK!!!" as he blasts a tornado of flames at all of them from his foot.
The girl cries, silently, hearing beating and brutal screams outside. Miguel takes off his hood then mask as he enters the girl's room, who looks starved and unhealthy.
"I'm a friend of your mother's. Come with me."
"I don't... trust you..."
"I know... That's why I'm gonna have to ask you to close your eyes... once you come out... It's... kinda... scary out there..."
"Prove it!"
"Your name's Sally, right? Your Mother has jewel-like purple eyes. Brown skin. White snow-like hair..."
"Okay... *sniff...*" The girl holds on. "You... sounded scary..."
Miguel smiles. "Hey... Kid? Wanna hear about my story?"
"Okay...?"
"Once upon a time... there was a boy who dreamed of being a Prince... Eventually, a zany wizard came by his lunchtable when he was having lunch with his friends... Told 'im he had a destiny... He trained hard... every day... getting stronger... learning how to fight with fire..."
"Mommy says you can't play with fire."
"Yes. The wizard, after all, was a trickster... A very, very bad man..."
"A trickster?"
"Yes. But he loved the boy as his own... His grandson, in a way... They'd tell each other stories... eat food together... write stories... But the wizard was mean... He'd... often or not make him hunt bears... One time... a man with many faces..."
"Sounds scary..."
"Don't worry... The Prince was strong... The Prince always won every fight... He learned many ways to fight... He was... a prodigy in a way... Because he was an Aswang."
"Whoa... Wait! Aswangs are monsters! Mommy said so!"
"Yes... But the Prince's mother was a god... A being of unknown origin... So, he had a soul..."
"Wow... The Prince sounds cool!"
"But in truth, he learns he had no destiny...."
"So, the Wizard lied?" she opens her eyes.
"Sh... Close your eyes!" smiled Miguel, and she giggles and does so to avoid seeing the brutalized men groaning in pain. "Yes... But because he wanted to save his world from extinction... So... he used the boy... to sell him to the Devil..."
"But I thought he loved him!"
"He did... So, that's why he fought the Devil. He failed, though... But at least he helped out in saving him from her..."
"He's a coward!" she opens her eyes again as Miguel playfully closes them, making her giggle.
"But... The wizard does have his moments... like, for example, he... has a reason why he hates the Prince... Turns out, to save the Prince's world... He... allowed himself to be... bullied... by the Devil... She kissed him... WITHOUT HIS CONSENT!!!"
"Ew! That's bad!"
"Mhm! And... he was hurting... Felt embarrassed... Humiliated even because she did that to him..."
"Wow... He's sad..."
"Yes... But don't worry... The wizard still loved the boy..."
"So, the only reason he acted out was because he was hurting?"
"Maybe... But the Wizard did something for the Prince in the end... that made the Prince happy..."
"Which is?"
"He gave him friends... who became his family..."
"SALLY!!!" yelled the Mom, just outside the cave's other end.
"Beatle..." said Miguel, astonished as the girl runs off to her mother and snuggling to her.
Beatle smiles. "I sensed you'd come out here..."
"Your probably sense is pretty badass... Kinda like Spider-Man..."
"I heard your story..." said Beatle. "That... That's what you are... Never forget that..."
Miguel smiles. "Okay!"