Ch.22

I started from the beginning and told them everything down to how I experimented on myself to protect those I cared about from harm, not realizing what it would cost me in the long run. I told them about the wars and how I rebuilt Asgard, changed it and helped humanity reach for the stars before their trash could choke the planet into extinction or something could wipe them all out at once.

I told them of the centuries of semi-peace I had with my lovers, our children and the end result, not seeing a dry eye in the house. I told them how I lost my mind for a time, tried suicide by star and black hole only to live long enough for the last of my children to die or grow to hate me. I told them of my plea to the celestials who tried and failed before going to the abstracts like lady death who said I was beyond her domain now.

I told them how I turned to Galactus when the one above all wasn't even listening. They knew how that went and things from there. I sat there drinking the very last sip of Asgardian ale sparingly. Buffy asked if she could try it and I told her it was the last I had. She snatched it and took my sip before ending up plastered.

I grunted, calling her a lightweight before telling Giles I wanted to know all he knows about killing immortals because not even god weapons like Stormbreaker can penetrate my skin. Willow said she could teach me the magic from here if I could teach her the magics from where I come from. I told her to stand up and when she did I shoved her, causing her to fall back on the couch as her astral form went for a trip with my own. When we came back to our bodies, she woke up and called it a bit more weird than she'd expected.

I touched my hand and frowned, telling her that her soul was covered in dark magic and not the Asgardian good kind either. I told her that if I taught her my kind of magic she'd end up being consumed by the dark magic and likely killing all her friends. She paled and I offered to teach her. Xander said to put a pin in that because they didn't want to die.

I shrugged. "So? If it means I'll get to die as well, I'm perfectly fine with watching her kill you."

I cleaned my hand off with a cleansing spell as they paled and I washed my hands, apologizing. "Sorry, dark magic residue. It influences the desires and warps the mind. This place is new and it'll take some time to learn how to properly guard my mind from it's influence."

Willow paled and I asked what kind of dark magics she used to cause such a powerful residue. Giles mentioned an incident and they all looked uncomfortable. Buffy spoke up. "Wills used some dark mojo to attack Glory for hurting Tara here."

I noticed the mentally unstable girl and asked if it was alright to check her over and see if I could help. They agreed so I did and frowned before taking out a yellow stone. Xander called it the power infinity stone and I scoffed. "It's the mind stone. If it were the power stone this house hand half the town would be reduced to rubble from holding it like this. It seems your comics aren't exact. A parallel reality perhaps."

I clenched my fist around the stone and gently touched Tara's head, repairing the damage and giving her the mental energy she'd been drained of. She gasped for breath before coming out of her shock when I released her. Willow was right there immediately, holding Tara while thanking me. I shrugged and put it away before looking up. "It seems my use of an infinity stone has attracted the eyes of the gods of this world. You all looking for a fight because if you are-"

An ungodly amount of magic poured from me, shaking the fabric of reality. "I am so game."

A demon appeared and Buffy called him Whistler. I put away my power and gave him a bored look. "A demon? Really? They send a halfbreed demon to me? Please tell me you're just a mouthpiece because if not I'm being pranked."

He grimaced. "My bosses want to know what you're doing in our pocket reality when you're from the main reality it's connected to and what you're doing with those things."

I shrugged. "Whatever I damn well please and none of their fucking business. Tell your bosses I said to smite me or bite me cause otherwise I'll come up there for some fun they won't enjoy. I despise assholes who manipulate mortals for their own goals. Greater hood is just a justification to get what you want from mortals without too many questions. I'm not mortal and I'm not interested. Now piss off back to your sugar daddies before I bitch slap you into a black hole."

He grunted before narrowing his eyes and leaving. I stepped outside and got hit by a beam of power so dense it roasted the ground around me and ruined my clothes. When it stopped I asked. "Is that all you've got? Because if it is, my granddaughter hits harder than you bunch of cock sleeves."

The clouds darkened and a bolt of lightning hit me so hard I fell on my ass and got a black mark on my chest where it hit. I grunted while the others watched from the lack of safety in the house. I asked the gods listening. "You'd better hit harder than that. My wife did more damage when we fucked. If you're trying to get me hard you'll have to put in ten times the effort and blow me to boot. I'm being serious here ass clowns, hit me with your best shot, stop holding back."

A concentrated bolt of fire descended and I tossed out a ball towards the house. It broke the window and a barrier expanded to encompass the house while the meteor of power hit. I flew up with a spell and took it head on. I burned a bit and my skin briefly blistered but by the time I bounced off the shield and landed in the back yard, the blisters had healed.

I growled as I yelled for them to stop pussy footing around before Whistler appeared saying this reality would crumble if they used more power and from what they can tell after seeing me heal, they can't kill me so they were opting for ignoring me. I called them weak pussies and told them to get their asses back here and kill me, fuck this reality. Whistler asked why I wanted to die and I punched him like I had Glory before telling him to get the back.

He shook his head after his jaw healed, saying they weren't coming back because they couldn't kill me with their powers combined or as a group and even if they could I wasn't worth the effort. He fled when I came at him about to kill him because I am the kind of man to kill the messenger. Why? Because it sends a message.

I fell to my knees and after a while I noticed Buffy put sheet on me. I went inside and grabbed a shower before putting on new clothes and repairing her backyard. Days passed as I felt the walls of this reality solidify like the convergence ending on a bigger scale. After the incident, they were eggshell walking again until I asked if Willow still wanted to learn my magic or if I had to learn their magics on my own.

Anya mentioned the magic shop saying I'd need to bring lots of money. I asked if she took gold, non powered gems or raw materials from the planet. She said gold would do and Giles agreed being that he was the owner of the shop. Seeing as I'd healed him with my suit from a gut wound, he said they could make do with whatever I could give them.

I asked for a ride to the ocean and Xander asked if I was going to swim for sunken treasures. I shook my head. "I don't need to swim, I just need to touch the ocean and pull all the gold and pearls in it to me. A simple spell from there can turn the gold into bricks or coins and they can take however much they require as payment. I'd do the same to the earth but earthquakes are common in California or they were on my earth before one of my lovers and I invented a device to stop them."

Anya asked if they could keep me and I glared at her before Xander said she was an ex demon. I nodded before Giles gave me a ride in his convertible with Xander driving his car so everyone could come. They watched my spell and the portals I made, effectively emptying out millions of pounds of gold in minutes that turned into bars. Then came the pearls which a great many were in oysters and several chests of gold, pearls and other crap fell through the portals as well while more formed to speed up the process.

Soon the entire beach was covered in pearls, gold and oysters, the last of which I removed the pearls from and sent back to where they belonged without harm.