(A glimpse of power.)

Chapter twelve:

You know, I'm getting a little tired of blinking and finding myself in a different place. It's seriously the third time this happened in my life. And the funny thing, is that it's all guaranteed that this won't be the last time. Corvus said to know one in particular. However, he knew Unova could hear him. However, if she was listening, she didn't design to show him a sign of it. If she was though, he imagined that she'd be chuckling to herself with a smirk and confirming that it most definitely would not be the last time.

Shaking his head of these thoughts he blinked into the glare of the morning sun. As his eyes adjusted he couldn't help but think, I'm what anyone would consider to be an almighty being, abeit a still developing one, and yet my irises are unable to filter out and focus ultraviolet light at a better rate than regular humans. Or is this just another change that came with being inside of these universe's. As soon as the word crossed his mind, he shuddered. She definitely preferred her Mother of Existence form of her Jack Kirby form, but it would take time to get used to the concept of a gender fluid entity, which he apparently now was as well.

As his eyes adjusted, the first thing that entered his vision was green. Verdant rolling hills of a deep green plant life with crisp wind, the sunlight evaporated the morning dew and formed a light mist over the top giving the world a bit of an ethreal feel. Corvus smiled and felt refreshed looking at the pleasant scenery. The cool morning wind brushed over him and helped clear his mind.

Wow, this... this is something... I'm sure I'm going to have something ruined this day with the way she sent me off. But this moment, right here? I can only say thank you for letting this be the first thing I see.

What Corvus didn't realize, was that impactful moments like this that resasonated with his entire being, did exactly that in the literal sense. The reactions were mixed as the image and the feelings involved with the scenery bubbled up from within the Primordials. However, each of them could sense their dominion at the work in the scenery.

It provided them with a concrete example of how Eternity, Infinity, Chaos, Order, Oblivion, Life, and Death all together could create something wonderful. As they pondered this thought, they each regarded each other's presence before dismissing it for now.

The quickest to return to creating their yet unfinished domain was Siwang as she felt her power in that scene the least. The second was Bailhu, who felt that the scene could use an expression or two. The third was Archon, who felt it didn't really matter to her anyway. She just filled it away as something that was possible when balance was achieved. Xuanwue made a note to look forward to the point in time when such scenery was achieved by them and then returned to his work in order to bring about the eventually sooner. Qinglong, Zhuque, and Nuwa all basked in the feelings of the memory for a bit longer before going back to work, all three taking away something different from the experience.

Corvus allowed himself a moment of emptiness until the mist settled and disappeared before he started moving. As he did his attire caught his attention. It looked like a rough spun gray robe. It had several layers underneath covering him from shoulders down. Behind his neck he felt a bit of fabric that could be used as a hood, probably for the rain. On his feet was soft sandles. Overall it was quite comfortable, but it reminded him of something. They were the reminiscent of a hero. They were easy to move into, but wasn't protective enough from the elements.

Interesting choice but not altogether inappropriate. It would really stand out in the city though. Maybe I'm supposed to live like a hermit for now? It's not as if I'd lose any time or anything. I don't eat or sleep, I'm basically invulnerable, so I suppose it really doesn't matter where I go.

Then again, it would be nice to have some company and meet someone new. So I could look for sapient life. This environment has the perfect conditions for supporting life, so there's bound to be some. But on the flip slide, if I shook someone's hand without knowing the proper force... eesh. Hermit life it is then, at least until I figure out just what I'm capable of and how to control it. Besides, I bring company with me. Corvus smiles at the thought of seeing his Primordials again so soon after their last meeting.

Okay, first things first. My power's worked how and when I intended them to work. So, could it be that easy here? He imagined holding a cup of coffee and a chocolate chip cookie, because for some reason the hills reminded him of Lois Lane. And what Lois Lane loved to do between meals was drink coffee. He felt a kind of power emanate from himself as he directed his will and imagination. As this happened Corvus's eyes emitted black and white cosmic power and he felt his connections to his Primordials grow. In his hands appeared a cup of coffee and a chocolate chip cookie. So, to test it, in the name of science of course, he took a sip, held the coffee within his mouth, and slowly exhaled. The taste of the coffee lingered for a good while before being expelled from him.

Oh man, I didn't know how much I missed that. Travis said to himself.

He hadn't drank coffee since his last deployment. He had quit thinking that his ex girlfriend at the time didn't want him drinking coffee when she came home. When he first found out that she left him, the fact that he was still a cold turkey slipped his mind. He had more important things to think about, anyway. By the time he had been able to slow down and notice the fact that he lost his reason to quit drinking coffee, had long since lost any cravings for it anyway.

However, now that he was immortal and didn't even really have organs that he could pollute. Well, he figured what the hell shouldn't he pick up again? It's not like it can kill him. Diabetes? What's that? Is it tasty?

Still, there were downsides, a lack of an organic brain also meant he couldn't get a nicotine high, or any kind of high for that matter. However, just the act helped to relax him.