God said: Let there be light.
From the first day of the Book of Genesis in the Old Testament.
In the primordial beginning, empty and chaotic, and the abyss was dark, God's spiritual will said: "Let there be light!"
And thus, there was light.
And in DC, God is the supreme and only divinity, just like Marvel's OAA.
The Supreme One who holds all existence and power!
And Lucifer's Morning Star is the antithesis of God.
Just as light needs darkness to set it off.
Therefore, the power of the Morning Star that Lucifer gave to Aron is by no means just resurrection of the dead.
It is the true power of creation!
...
Now.
On Earth, in some DC universe.
Lucifer, in a white suit, was holding a blonde beauty in his arms.
In a sense, the personality of Lucifer Morningstar is actually very similar to Aron.
This DC universe's biggest player loves to "act" the most on weekdays.
He usually throws his divine power behind his mind, disguises himself as an ordinary person, and goes to Earth to pick up girls.
"Wow, such a big purple gem, where did you buy it?"
"It must be expensive, right?"
"I can't accept it…"
The blonde beauty looked in surprise at the purple gem that Lucifer had given her.
She said she couldn't accept it, but she liked it very much.
"Take it, a good friend sent it to me, it didn't cost anything."
"If you like it, I have a few more in different colors."
Lucifer turned his hand, and several more gems the size of pigeon eggs appeared in his palm.
"Wow——!!!"
At the beauty's exclamation,
the corners of Lucifer's lips nearly rose to heaven.
My friend, even though you curse me all day, I still thank you.
With these few gems, picking up girls has been much smoother lately.
Of course.
That's just a joke.
After all, with Lucifer's power, imagining Infinity Stones out of nothing is as simple as play.
But just then.
A voice suddenly reached Lucifer's ears.
"I said…"
"I want you to die."
Lucifer, who heard this, froze for a second.
Then.
A look of puzzlement crossed his face.
"No way, what's going on over there?"
"He's using the Book of Genesis?"
"No matter how much Morning Star power I left you, you're not seriously wasting it like that, are you?"
Lucifer shook his head.
Then pushed the matter aside.
After all, it's your power, how you use it, if you waste it, that's your problem, not mine.
Looking at it realistically, compared to life and death on his friend's side, flirting with girls was indeed more important.
"Come on, my beauty, let's walk ahead and take a look."
Lucifer took his companion's hand.
The two walked on.
...
Marvel.
Realm of the Ancient God.
When Aron spoke the words: "I said… I want you to die."
The ancient god died.
All his struggles were useless.
He didn't even get the chance to fight.
The power of the Morning Star, known as Divine Will, is nearly equal to the will of the OAA in Marvel.
To use it to kill an ancient god, a primitive creature with empty power
was indeed a bit extravagant.
"If you knew, you wouldn't show off."
Feeling the consumption of the Morning Star's power, Aron was deeply shaken.
That old man, God…
Really can't be easily imitated!
The power of the Morning Star that Lucifer gave last time was almost the sum of all of Aron's powers at that time.
In other words…
The power of one Morning Star was almost equal to the total of (destructive energy + demonic power + Spirit Knight + shadow energy + All-Black Necrosword enhancement), and so on.
And the result, just now, just for show.
That single sentence consumed nearly one-tenth of the Morning Star's power!
"Hey, that's enough to resurrect Ancient One a hundred times after killing her."
Aron approached the corpse of the ancient god, eager to crush its bones.
Because what Aron said was simply: I want you to die.
So the ancient god died.
There was nothing shocking or grand in between.
Even the special effects budget was saved.
There were no visible wounds on the corpse of the ancient god, but he was dead.
Even if you summoned Death herself from the real Marvel Abstract, there would be no way to bring him back.
"What kind of power is that?"
Odin, who was on his last legs, struggled to approach.
The scene just now was far beyond the imagination of this old king of gods.
What kind of power can decide the life and death of an ancient god with a single word?
Odin had never imagined it.
But of one thing Odin was certain…
It's that the Aron standing before him now was no longer the young man from his first visit.
"You grow faster than any of us could have imagined."
"Probably even the Ancient One didn't expect this day to come."
"Haha…"
Odin's body began to scatter into golden light.
His Odinforce vanished into nothingness, returning to Odin's original timeline, the day Thor suddenly inherited Odin's power a few months ago.
"…"
Aron looked at Odin, who was gradually disappearing.
He hesitated whether to use a bit of the Morning Star's power to save the old man.
After all, he'd slept with his daughter, and nominally this old man could be considered his… father-in-law?
"No need, boy, don't waste your power on me."
Odin saw Aron's thoughts and shook his head.
"Drink and food, everything has its number."
"My time has come."
"I lingered only for one thing."
Odin extended a golden rune.
Aron was about to take it, but as soon as his fingertips touched it, that golden rune merged into his palm.
A golden pattern appeared on his hand.
"What's this?"
"If I get a tattoo, I'll fail inspection, don't ruin my entrance exam."
Aron rubbed his palm, but the mark couldn't be erased.
"…"
Odin, almost vanished up to his neck, nearly choked in frustration.
Entrance exam for civil service?
At a moment like this, can't you, kid, be a little more serious?
"This is my blessing to you."
Odin didn't explain much.
After all, he was almost gone and had no time left to explain.
"Take it!"
Before he completely vanished, Odin shoved the Eternal Spear, Gungnir, into Aron's hands.
"Give it to my daughter Hela, don't secretly keep it for yourself, boy."
After that final piece of advice,
this Norse king of gods, the All-Father, met the end of his life.
In fact, if he hadn't finished that last sentence before dying, Aron might have saved him.
"Am I the kind of person who doesn't return what belongs to others?"
Aron cursed and put away the Eternal Spear.
"What?"
"You killed him?"
"How did you do it?"
At that moment.
Perhaps the countdown had ended, and the source had recharged.
After Aron killed the ancient god, the invincible Devourer of Worlds returned again.
Looking at the already-dead ancient god, Galactus felt uneasy.
After all, he was the one who had spoken the bold words.
The defeat was his.
He was also the one who had "sat in the audience making sauce."
Jumping in after the battle had ended inevitably made people wonder if he had been slacking off.
"So…"
"Eh, Aron, that thing of mine, the Ultimate Nullifier, did you pick it up?"
Galactus looked around, and after half a circle, his eyes fell on Aron.
There was a trace of embarrassment and a hint of pleading in his gaze.
Did you pick it up, could you return it to me?
That thing is important to me…
"What eraser?"
"What eraser, I didn't see it."
Aron's expression was pure innocence.
Are you kidding? What's fallen into my hands, I'm supposed to give back to you?
If that got out, how would I, Aron, keep face?
Not to mention, it was something picked up from the ground!
And everyone knows!
What's picked up from the ground, nobody wants back!
If you didn't want it, why should I return it?
"All right, Devourer, don't look for it, it's probably lost, can't be found, let's withdraw."
Aron said, confusing the issue.
Then turned around and looked.
He saw Gorr the God Butcher lying on the corpse of the ancient god, cutting away with a knife.
"What are you doing?"
Aron asked.
"Digging out the heart of the ancient god so I can go back and make a Godbomb."
Gorr had stretched the corpse out there and, with his eyes, said no one wanted it.
What's picked up from the ground, no one wants!
Now, whoever picks it up, it's theirs.
Hiss?
Aron: "Why does this scene feel so familiar?"
Galactus: "…"