Five minutes.
That's all it took to figure out how to use a legendary artefact that would make Sauron cry out of jealousy.
I turned the Palantír in my hands, threads of Eldritch energy weaving through it like liquid gold. Marvel magic, Asgardian sorcery, and Orochimaru's sealing techniques worked together in a way they absolutely were not meant to—but somehow, under me, they synchronized perfectly.
"Okay, let's see what kind of mess this world is."
With a focused breath, I channeled magic into the orb.
Clouds of smoke swirled… and then the view sharpened.
Explosions.Mud.Helmets.Artillery.Columns of smoke rising across Europe.
My heart dropped.
"…Oh my God. This is World War I."
Thousands fought and died… and humanity didn't even know their future gods and heroes weren't born yet. No Superman. No Batman. No Flash. No Shazam. No Aquaman.
Just… people.
Fragile, mortal, stubborn people.
I shifted the view, scanning farther across continents—and my breath caught when I saw a familiar pair:
A dark-haired woman in armor.A man with blue eyes and a pilot jacket.
Diana.Steve Trevor.
"Yup. That's definitely Wonder Woman (2017)."One of the only bright spots in the DCEU.
Meaning… I was in the 1910s.
Meaning… every major hero I liked wouldn't appear for nearly a century.
I groaned.
"So I'm early. Really early. Centuries-before-any-eboy-villain-or-hero-shows-up early."
If there was a cosmic complaint box, I would've kicked it.
I slumped down against a tree. "Great. I get god-tier magic and I'm stuck in the pre-superhero era…"
But then a thought sparked.
Wait.
I had the Ancient One's memories.Orochimaru's immortality methods.Loki's shapeshifting and longevity.
And more importantly—
I remembered the ritual.The ritual that bound the Ancient One to the Dark Dimension.
She used it for centuries.But she was corrupted because Dormammu's will infected her magic.
But this world?
This world wasn't connected to Dormammu.
The Dark Dimension here… was empty.A raw cosmic battery.A power source without a will, without corruption, without a tyrant attached to it.
My lips curled upward.
"Oh. Oh that's perfect."
The Immortality Solution
I stood, the realization blossoming warmly in my chest.
"If there's no Dormammu in this universe, then the ritual gives me immortality with zero corruption."
Thousands of years.Millions, if I wanted.Ageless youth.Limitless magical stamina.Infinite time to master every art, every spell, every technique in my library.
I could wait for the Justice League era without ever aging a day.
"And I get to be the mysterious ancient sorceress everyone fears? Hell yes."
I reached into my cloak and pulled out the Book of Vishanti.
The pages opened instantly for me, glowing with blinding white light.
Next, I summoned a swirl of purple sigils—the Dark Dimension technique—while Eldritch gold circles spun behind me like halos.
Three magics.Three worlds.One ritual.
In any other universe, this would've been a deadly gamble.
Here?
It was as safe as breathing.
I stepped into the center of the golden circle I carved into the ground.
Purple energy flowed up my arms like flame.White energy from the Book of Vishanti purified and stabilized the flow.Green Loki runes anchored the ritual with illusionary precision.
And then—
BOOM
A pulse of energy erupted outward, shaking the forest.
I gasped—then steadied—as a cold, powerful force filled my veins.
Immortality.Agelessness.A perfect, uncorrupted connection to the Dark Dimension.
I could feel the infinite energy source behind the veil, waiting for me to pull on it.
I opened my eyes.
A faint purple mark—bright and sharp—glowed on my forehead.Like the Ancient One's corruption… but purified.Controlled.Mine.
I smiled slowly.
"Well. That solves the longevity issue."
Now What?
The world was at war.A demigoddess had just stepped into Man's World.Humanity was still young, still foolish, still breakable.
And me?
I was a sorceress older than legends.
At least… I would be, eventually.
I lifted the Palantír again.
"Alright, DC Universe. Let's see what the next hundred years have in store…"
As visions swirled, the future began to unfurl—cities, heroes, villains, cosmic invasions—a timeline in motion.
A timeline I was now part of.
And I wasn't planning to stay in the shadows forever.