During her free time and weekend, I gave her access to my x gene abilities. She had a time of her life experiencing supernatural power of telekinesis and flying with it. I shielded her invisible. She also turned bunch of scrap metals and wastes into gold and diamond and played around with it.
She was also greedy for money. But she only needed legitimate money and was adamant about it. She made it clear that any financial gains had to be above board. Her request was fair enough, but for her request to be met, we would need some items. So, from my request she brought a latest hardware and a home server PC that is of average performance and a new Laptop. Yes one thing to note is that in Marvel universe year 1999, the technological landscape resembled my world's 2020s—so we weren't too far behind. What I did next blew her mind, while she was playing with turning water to ice and scrap to gold, she would have never guessed it could transmute an entire setup into a quantum computer, which was in beginning stages even at stark industries.
Using a combination of reality manipulation and transmutation powers, I transformed the setup into a flawless billion-qubit quantum computer, leveraging the LoHP for its precise construction. For reference, a 30-qubit system rivals a typical laptop, but this one required shielding from cosmic radiation and cooling to near-zero Kelvin. I transmuted the scrap materials into exotic components capable of withstanding such conditions, a futuristic qubit cooler, a self-regenerative badassium-powered micro-arc reactor provided optimal energy efficiency, coupled by conventional electricity.
Despite the advanced system, Helen's work still required scientific software like Stark OS, so I improved my open-source OS, optimizing it for quantum hardware. Over the course of a week, during free time, I used my technopathy and LoHP to code at superhuman speed, implementing new protocols, translation layer, quantum cryptography, and a user-friendly GUI. After testing, the system was flawless, but the current network technology was still lagging, so I set up multi-layered defenses and advanced web routing, creating one of the most secure and advanced computing setups on the planet.
I have facilitated easy entry for technopathy powers to fully utilize the power of system. It includes an encryption, intrusion detection firewalls, obfuscation, integrity check, cognitive filters to prevent overloading and adaptive defense and attack algorithm, access control authentication, emergency disconnect and recovery modules.
Helen was loving it as her calculation and models were modelled by herself as an A.I. But I forbid her not to venture further crawling into world wide web as it is easy for her to get lost if there is a hardware loss, as only a single system is available for this experimentation. Two months were passed, and she has successfully found the key to regenerate synthetic human tissue and consequently cure cancer by replacing tissue cells theoretically even in brain cells also. After another month, she also published her findings for review but withheld the key information. Her paper got approved and was accepted for conference held at Bern, Switzerland on New Year's Eve.
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I presented my research report with steady confidence. Maya Hansen's booth was right next to mine, but it was Tony Stark who eventually stole the show with his grand speech, drawing all eyes in his direction.
After the conference, I mingled with Maya, Tony Stark, Aldrich Killian, and other notable figures. Maya approached me later, expressing strong interest in partnering on my project. But despite that, she was still fixated on Tony Stark.
Several parties showed interest in funding the research. I had a brief conversation with Tony, who initially came across as a gentleman but soon revealed his notorious playboy persona. Killian also approached as an investor, but unlike Tony, his ambitions seemed far more personal. Despite these offers, Helen Cho had already set her sights on furthering her research at MIT.
Later that night, as Helen and I lay in a nearby hotel room, she was on the verge of drifting into sleep when I spoke up.
"Maya is having sex with Tony."
"...And how exactly is that relevant, and worth ruining my sleep?" she grumbled, her voice laced with annoyance.
"It's the start of a villain story. I'll show you."
I projected a vivid memory into her mind using my divine sense—Maya and Tony flirting, Killian awkwardly trying to break in, Tony playing with Killian's ego, leaving him stranded and humiliated on the rooftop.
Helen gasped as the image sharpened. "Oh my God, he's going to jump!"
"No, he won't. This is where desperation becomes his motivation for revenge," I replied calmly.
"How could you know that? We should save him!"
"Why? This is how events are meant to unfold," I replied calmly. I pulled her consciousness into our shared Mindspace, where thoughts took form. "You know," I began, "You've never questioned me since I revealed myself as a god. You just... accepted it. Why? Did you think this was some kind of delusion, or did you surrender to the impossible reality of some lucky partnership?"
She stayed silent for a moment; her gaze unreadable.
"Well," I continued, "Since you've forgotten the truth, I'll remind you. I'll show you the vastness of the cosmos—maybe then you'll remember who I really am. This is your punishment; you will get some real crisis seeing the truth." With a swift gesture, I shifted from my current form back into my true, masculine self, watching as she flushed slightly, caught off guard by the change. " I am game, bring it on" she replied.
"My presence in this universe will alter its fate, so you should know I am showing you the other realities" I activated my shield covering her whole, absorbed cosmic energy and used creation energy to refine it to make it unique and separate from cosmic perception.
"I've filtered the noise and other unwanted things to share only the essential vision with you," I explained. Her room disappeared, replaced by an endless view of galaxies, alien civilizations like the Kree, Skrulls, Asgardians, and countless others. We soared past black holes the size of galaxies, crossed the boundaries of the observable universe, to the boundaries of actual universe and plunged into the perpetual darkness beyond. "This," I said, "is the size of our universe in three dimensions. But it doesn't end there."
I then showed her the infinite parallel realities of our universe, each with its own rules, lives, and histories. "Every variants has its own story," I continued, pointing to a version of her as silver-grey paint, and another in a stark black-and-white world. "But then, there are infinite timelines emerging from those realities, too."
The vision shifted, revealing cosmic powerhouses that could destroy universes with a mere thought—the Kang and TVA erasing entire timelines, multiversal entities wielding incomprehensible power, Celestial's towering over planets. "These beings can snuff out existence without even noticing," I warned. "But let's focus on the general flow of time, one where no incursions or so called 'crimes against the Sacred Timeline occur.' "
I fast-forwarded through the future, revealing a series of events that left Helen speechless—Killian betraying and murdering Maya, the kidnapping of the president, Aliens attacking New York. Helen getting attacked by Ultron, his armies, Thanos snapping his fingers and erasing half of all life, including Helen herself, only for her to return later and face the threat of a Celestial Emergence.
Finally, I stopped, leaving Helen staring, stunned and overwhelmed. "While we're here enjoying our time together," I said softly, "humanity remains blissfully ignorant of the truth. They don't see the web of reality they're trapped in."
Her mind was racing, panic settling in as I showed her conflicts brewing in every corner—the secret wars, global agency called SHIELD, Hydra's cruel schemes, and dark plots hidden beneath the surface.
"You see, Helen," I said with finality, "I've been wanting to show you this all along. One day, I'll be gone, and you'll be left to face this reality alone."
With that, I slowly withdrew, leaving her awake and wide-eyed, shaken by an existential crisis she hadn't anticipated. "Enjoy our time together while you can."
Helen Cho didn't sleep that night.
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