In Marvel as a summoning Mage

[Black Room]

This was a place of endless void, a world that mirrored the [White Room of the Phoenix], yet stood in stark contrast to it. Where the Phoenix's realm was radiant and suffocating in its purity, this dimension, known as the [Black Room], was steeped in darkness, an endless Tokyo bathed in black. This world had been born from the illusion crafted by Edmond Dantès during Ordeal Call 2, a test meant to break Ritsuka Fujimaru.

However, after Ritsuka had gained the power of the Dark Phoenix, this once-imaginary world had solidified into a permanent reality, becoming part of Ritsuka's very being. Now, this Fake Tokyo stretched endlessly, a shadowed reflection of his home, but devoid of life.

There were no people here, only the cold, empty streets. Every building, every alley held within it fragments of Ritsuka's memories from his journey—both the triumphs and the unbearable losses. Each house was a monument to a different chapter of his life, each road a path once taken.

That's why a new protective mechanism created subconsciously by Ritsuka even he doesn't know. The place stored all of his memories, It was his strong wish to protect those memories and never forget the journey he went through.

Naturally A new race was created. This race with a dark energy fog body patrol whole town nonstop. If someone or something appeared here without Ritsuka fujimaru, then they will destroy it.

This place, like the Phoenix's White Room, was a dimension entirely of his own creation—though Ritsuka had yet to fully understand its nature. The [Black Room] was his, and in its silence, it carried the weight of everything he had endured..

[Black Room - Ritsuka Fujimaru's Childhood House]

In the shadowy heart of Fake Tokyo, a quiet tension settled over Ritsuka's childhood home. The house, a faded relic of his past, stood like a sentinel in the vastness of the Black Room. This dimension, unknowingly created by Ritsuka, had manifested a subconscious defense mechanism—a race born of dark energy, patrolling every corner of the world like silent phantoms. These spectral beings, driven by Ritsuka's deep desire to protect his memories, would destroy any intruder that dared to step foot into this place without his presence.

But tonight, within the walls of his old home, figures from Ritsuka's journey gathered in secret.

Edmond Dantès leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, his sharp eyes scanning the room. His normally unshakeable demeanor was focused and cautious.

At the center of the room, BB, for once, had discarded her usual playful smirk. She sat, her fingers laced together as she regarded the other two figures with an uncharacteristic seriousness. Beside her, Void Shiki remained silent, her eyes calm but cutting through the darkness with a piercing intensity. The atmosphere was heavy; even BB, the ultimate troublemaker and flirtatious kouhai, had adopted a tone of grim concern.

BB broke the silence first. "I got some intel, and it's… well, I won't sugarcoat it, senpai's in danger. Big danger."

Edmond raised a brow, intrigued but unfazed. "Danger, huh? That's nothing new for Fujimaru. But the way you're talking, BB, it sounds like this isn't our usual brand of chaos."

BB's lips twitched, almost forming her signature smile, but it didn't quite reach her eyes. "Exactly. If it were just another villain or some cosmic entity, I wouldn't be worried. With our team, we could handle it. But… this enemy isn't something we can just overpower or outwit."

Edmond's eyes narrowed. "Who is it?"

BB's expression darkened. "The King in Black."

The room seemed to grow colder as the words hung in the air. For a moment, no one spoke. Even Edmond, with all his experience in the depths of Hell, felt the weight of those words. He had heard of many evils, but this… this was something else.

Void Shiki, who had been quietly observing, spoke next, her voice soft but chillingly clear. "Knull. The primordial god of darkness. The creator of the symbiotes. He's not just a force to be reckoned with; he's an ancient, living embodiment of destruction. He predates the gods, and his sole desire is to consume all life and rule it in darkness."

Void Shiki glanced at BB before continuing, her calmness almost unnerving. "Knull's power surpasses most cosmic entities. He can manipulate the abyss itself, create armies of symbiotes, and he wields a weapon of pure death—All-Black, the Necrosword. He's not just a threat to Ritsuka but to creation itself. If he gets here, he'll tear through this entire world without a second thought."

"Right now he was sealed"

Edmond's expression tightened, though his mind remained calculating. "A god of darkness… "Why is this Knull coming after Ritsuka? What does he want with him?" Dantès asked, his voice low and dangerous.

BB's eyes flickered with frustration. "That's the part I don't know yet. But what I do know is that Knull's already set his sights on our senpai. He's coming to take his life."

Void Shiki, standing silently with her back to the wall, closed her eyes. Her usual detached calmness was present, but something in her tone suggested that this was more personal than she let on. "I don't know Knull's true motives," she admitted. "I don't understand his mind, nor his desires. I only know myself through Ritsuka. My understanding of the world comes from him, and from that, all I know is… Knull is bad. Evil. He's a threat."

BB leaned forward, her fingers tapping lightly on the table, as her voice dropped into a rare tone of seriousness. "Knull is more than just 'bad.' He's a disease to this multiverse. Wherever he goes, he corrupts. He consumes everything, leaving nothing but darkness in his wake. His existence is like a cancer to reality, and he's coming for senpai. We're not just fighting to survive. We're fighting to stop the multiverse from falling apart."

Dantès scoffed, shaking his head slightly. "If he's such a disease, why don't you just one-shot him and be done with it? You're supposed to be one of the strongest. Isn't that why you're here?" He asked Void Shiki.

Void Shiki's eyes flicked open at that, her voice soft yet cutting. "I want to. Believe me, if it were that simple, I would eliminate him without hesitation." She crossed her arms, her gaze distant. "But if I interfere directly, especially on this scale, the other cosmic entities—those who watch and pull strings from the shadows—will take notice. They already don't like that Ritsuka has changed fate for so many people, saving lives that were meant to end. If I openly protect this universe because of my love for him, they'll use it as an excuse to target him. Ritsuka doesn't want anyone hurt because of him."

Dantès raised an eyebrow at her explanation, but he remained silent, considering her words.

Void Shiki's gaze softened, almost fond as she continued. "But… I believe Ritsuka will become stronger. His potential is limitless, and one day, he'll surpass all of us. I trust in his future."

She suddenly stood up, her expression turning cold again. "The reason I've called both of you here isn't just to talk about Knull. There's something important we must do to help Ritsuka in the future."

BB tilted her head, her playful expression returning slightly as curiosity gleamed in her eyes. "Something important, huh? Is it something fun, or are you going to drag me into another serious mission?" Her tone was teasing, but the concern behind her words was real.

Void Shiki gave a small, knowing smile. "It's something you'll need for your project which you are developing secretly, BB. Follow me."

Without waiting for a response, Void Shiki began walking out of the room, her long, silent strides cutting through the tense atmosphere. Dantès and BB exchanged quick glances before following her.

They made their way through the house, past the rooms filled with Ritsuka's memories, until Void Shiki led them to a small, unassuming room—Ritsuka's father's room. At first glance, it seemed like nothing special. The walls were bare, and the space was quiet, untouched by time. But Void Shiki knelt down and placed her hand on the floor, activating a hidden mechanism. The floor creaked, and then a part of it slid open, revealing a narrow staircase descending into the darkness.

They descended into the underground, a vast hidden cave that stretched beneath Ritsuka's childhood home. The air was thick with an otherworldly energy, swirling with a strange, dark power.

[Hidden Underground Cave]

The cavern was shrouded in darkness, illuminated only by the eerie glow of the metal stones scattered across the ground. Their ominous shimmer cut through the blackness like shards of hope amid despair.

"This… this is Mysterium," Void Shiki explained, her voice resonating through the cave. "It's a unique meta-material, possessing properties that can counter magic and concepts. Its characteristics are similar to the origin bullet, but it's far superior to true adamantium or uru metal."

BB's eyes sparkled with intrigue as she examined the stones. "This is exactly what I wanted! But how did it come to exist in Ritsuka's world?"

Void Shiki gestured around the cave, her expression grave. "It was created by the Dark Phoenix or the Phoenix itself. This metal is rare across the multiverse. They can only manifested here."

As they spoke, they noticed dark figures lurking among the stones—the dark ghosts. Ethereal entities, each one emanating a menacing energy, as if they were the shadows of Ritsuka's deepest pain and suffering.

"We need to defeat them," Void Shiki said firmly, her eyes narrowing. "BB, once we take them down, you can harvest the Mysterium. We'll leave afterward, and Dantès will remain here to keep watch over this cave. When more of these metals form, we'll attack again."

Dantès nodded, his expression serious. And she says "This metal isn't just for fighting Knull. There are far more powerful enemies out there. I'm worried about Ritsuka. Even though he's gained immense strength, I sense something darker is coming to this multiverse, something that could threaten everything. We need to prepare for every possible scenario. I hope both of you will cooperate with me on this."

BB smirked, her usual bravado shining through. "We'll collect as much Mysterium as we can for the future. Let's do this."

Void Shiki inhaled deeply, her gaze steady on the shadows. "Remember, these ghosts are not merely mindless beings; they are manifestations born from Ritsuka's suffering. They were once easier to deal with, but since he embraced the powers of the Dark Phoenix, they've gained strength. They now wield fragments of that power, which makes them much harder to defeat normally."

Suddenly, Dantès broke the tension with his trademark laugh, a sound that echoed in the cavern. BB frowned, glancing around nervously. "Dantès, be careful! You might attract the ghosts!"

Unfazed, Dantès waved her concern away. "Hope and wait," he declared. Then, with a dramatic flourish, he plunged his hand into his own shadow. Moments later, he dragged out a figure that looked strikingly familiar—another Dantès, his Servant form from the tale of Le Comte de Monte Cristo.

"Ah! What an entrance," the second Dantès said, chuckling as he adjusted his coat. "I've been summoned at the same time, but I chose not to meet Ritsuka just yet."

BB stared in disbelief, glancing between the two Dantès. "You mean… there are two of you?"

"Yes," both Dantès replied in unison, their voices harmonizing in a strange echo that sent a shiver down BB's spine.

"Now, let's prepare for battle!" the first Dantès declared, the excitement in his voice infectious. As the dark ghosts sensed their presence, they began to swarm, their shapes shifting menacingly in the low light.

Void Shiki steadied her stance, her voice unwavering. "We won't let Ritsuka down. He deserves happiness and peace, and we can't burden him with fights. Not again."

The ghostly figures lunged toward them, and the four sprang into action, the air filled with energy and determination. Dantès engaged the ghosts with swift, elegant strikes, his blade cutting through the shadows like light through darkness and another Dantes used his flames.

"I'm doing this for you, senpai!" BB said

As the last echoes of their battle faded, the four stood amidst the remnants of the dark ghosts, their forms scattered like ashes in the wind. The newly formed Mysterium lay before them, glowing with a pulsating energy that seemed to resonate with Ritsuka's very essence.

"Ritsuka…" Void Shiki murmured, her gaze softening as she recalled their beloved master. "If he had mastered his full power, he could create this material himself. But right now, he's still learning to harness the Dark Phoenix's strength, and we can't burden him with the weight of this fight like we did in his past life."

BB nodded, her expression turning serious. "We know he feels responsible for everyone, but we need to protect him. That's why we have to take care of this ourselves." She glanced at the Mysterium, determination igniting in her eyes. "Let's finish gathering what we can and then leave this place. He shouldn't have to deal with our struggles; he has enough on his plate already."

Dantès crossed his arms, looking contemplative. "He's grown stronger, but the mastery over his abilities still eludes him. He should at do this for him. Let's keep this as secret until he is ready."

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[Asgard, Frigga's Room]

In the grand chamber of Frigga's room in Asgard, tension crackled like static in the air. Frigga sat beside Sitonai, her expression a mixture of sorrow and resolve. The rest of the assembly—Thor, Sigurd, Brynhildr, Ortlinde, Hildr, Thrúd, and Enchantress—watched her with varying degrees of apprehension and curiosity.

Thor clenched his fists at his sides. "Mother, you can't be serious," he said, his deep voice thick with worry. "You and Father—everything you've built for Asgard—this is not the way."

"Enough is enough," Frigga declared, her voice steady yet laden with emotion. "I already announced my divorce from Odin."

Thor's eyes widened, panic flickering across his face. "Mother, please! You don't have to make this decision. We can talk about this. We can—"

Frigga's eyes softened momentarily at her son. "Thor, my son, this is not a decision I take lightly. But your father... Odin's actions with Baldur were unforgivable." Her voice steeled again. "He has not shown the wisdom of a king, let alone that of a husband."

"But-"

"No, but Thor," Frigga interrupted, her tone firm. "Odin has made choices that cannot be undone. He must face the consequences of his actions."

Sigurd nodded, his demeanor calm and neutral. "I believe he should accept whatever punishment the All-Mother deems fit. A stab in the heart or a divorce—he deserves it." His words hung in the air, heavy with experience.

Frigga met sigurd gaze, a flicker of gratitude passing between them. "Thank you, sigurd."

Brynhildr's cheeks flushed at her husband's words. She tightened her grip on her lance, finding comfort in its presence as she considered the weight of Sigurd's words. She wants to stab her husband and see his blood.

"The All-Father has done something unforgivable," Enchantress added, her voice laced with bitterness. "When he finally realizes what he has caused, perhaps he'll understand the pain he has inflicted on you, my queen."

Brynhildr, standing with her arms crossed, nodded solemnly. "Odin has brought shame upon Asgard. His decision led to massacre of Valkyries race and His failure to protect brother Baldur cannot be forgiven." Her eyes, blue as the northern skies, narrowed. "A king should never make the people, or his queen, suffer like this."

Beside her, Ortlinde stepped forward, her Valkyrie armor gleaming under the Asgardian light. "Our sisters valkaires from this world are charged with protecting the people of Asgard, but all father used them as tools. Odin has proven unworthy of that protection."

Hildr, usually the most light-hearted of the Valkyries, was unusually serious, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword. "My turn, oh .. You are the true heart of Asgard, all mother. The All-Mother. Without your guidance, Asgard would crumble."

Thrúd, towering in the corner, simply nodded. "Well, my turn. hmmm all father looks like a thief, mother. I agree with your decision." (Lol rip odin)

Thor's expression softened as he glanced at his mother. "You deserve to be happy, Mother. If this is what you need…"

Loki, feeling a surge of pride and defiance, spoke up. "I stand by the your decision , Mother," he declared, a smirk playing on his lips. He turned to his sisters—Brynhildr, Ortlinde, Hildr, and Thrúd—all of whom nodded in agreement. "Odin has brought this upon himself. It's only fitting he faces the consequences."

Beside him, Brynhildr, Ortlinde, Hildr, and Thrúd stood, all of them lending their quiet but firm support to Frigga. They too had lost faith in Odin, after what he had done to Baldur. Yet, the conversation took an unexpected turn when Thrúd spoke.

"We should live with Master Ritsuka Fujimaru," Thrúd said, her voice filled with an unexpected softness.

Loki blinked, surprised by the shift. "What did you say?"

Ortlinde nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, we should join him in Midgard and live with him."

Hildr, normally more reserved, was blushing as she added, "I heard master opened bakery. We should visit. I want to eat cake made by master."

Loki's eyes narrowed. Something was off. His sisters, the proud Valkyries, warriors of legend, were blushing like mortal maidens at the mention of Ritsuka Fujimaru's name.

Even Frigga seemed amused by the Valkyries' reactions. "Oh? It seems my daughters have already found their love." She chuckled softly, a warmth entering her voice.

"I approve Ritsuka," Frigga continued. "When I met him, I saw a pure soul. My daughters have begun to bloom since he arrived in their lives."

At her words, all three Younger Valkyries blushed harder, their usual battle-hardened expressions replaced by shy smiles and furtive glances. Even Thor, normally protective and defensive when it came to such matters, was nodding in approval.

Brynhildr smiled, glancing at her sisters, who were now all crimson-cheeked and shyly avoiding Loki's gaze. "Yes," she said, her voice softer than usual. "It's as if he's shown them how to be… more human."

Thor, unable to suppress his own amusement, added, "Ritsuka is a good person. He can take care of them."

Loki clenched his fists, frustration bubbling within him. 'All of you support this? Have you lost your minds? He's just a human—a womanizer! I've read about the Vikings; he's nothing more than a low scum bastard, and I won't let my innocent sisters fall for him!'

Sitonai, sensing the tension, quietly asked Loki to step outside for a moment, away from the group engrossed in Ritsuka's stories. Once outside, A sly smile played on her lips as she glanced his way. "Oh, don't look so upset, Loki. Ritsuka has already stolen their hearts."

Loki's frown deepened. His pride bristled at the thought. "There's no way I will let my innocent sisters fall for a low human scum, a womanizer no less," he muttered to himself, remembering the tales of Vikings who often behaved in such ways. "He's not worthy of them."

But Sitonai heard him clearly, her expression playful yet knowing. "Come now, little Loki, you don't know Ritsuka like they do. Perhaps you should ask me his story. I assure you, it's nothing like you imagine."

Loki turned to her, feigning interest. "Of course, I merely want to learn more about this human. Nothing more." His voice was dripping with insincerity, though Sitonai easily saw through him.

She leaned in, speaking softly so as not to disturb the Valkyries, who were still talking dreamily about their time with Ritsuka. "Loki, you should just accept it. Ritsuka is the best brother-in-law you'll ever have."

Loki scowled, but forced a smile. "I simply wish to understand what makes this human so... special." He was lying, and Sitonai knew it.

Still, Sitonai decided to indulge him. "Very well," she said, sitting back comfortably. "I'll tell you about Ritsuka Fujimaru."

She began recounting the story, the battles Ritsuka had faced, the near-apocalyptic scenarios he had survived. She spoke of how he had fought alongside gods, heroes, and legends, not only from his world but from others. His resilience, his compassion, and his ability to bring together even the most unlikely allies.

As Sitonai spoke, Loki's smirk began to fade. Each tale sounded more unbelievable than the last, yet Sitonai's eyes gleamed with sincerity. Ritsuka had fought against otherworldly threats, defeated deities and cosmic forces. He had endured the weight of saving entire civilizations—worlds, even—at the cost of his own personal happiness.

When she reached the part about the Lostbelts and the destruction Ritsuka had been forced to carry out, Loki's eyes widened. It wasn't just about strength. The weight of the choices Ritsuka had made—sacrificing worlds to save another—sounded less like the story of a mere human and more like the struggles of the gods themselves.

"There's no way a human could endure all of that," Loki whispered, disbelief etched into his voice. He, of all people, knew the price of difficult decisions, of losing loved ones, of carrying burdens far heavier than any mortal should.

"It's not impossible, Loki," Sitonai said gently, her eyes softening. "Ritsuka is no ordinary human. His strength comes not from his power, but from his heart. That's why your sisters love him. That's why even I admire him."

Loki, for once, was silent, processing everything. He had expected to hear about some weak, manipulative fool, but instead, he heard the tale of a man who had walked through fire and death and emerged stronger, not for his own sake, but for those he cared about.

After a long pause, Loki finally spoke, his voice strained. "There's no way... any human could be like that."

Sitonai smiled knowingly. "Believe it or not, Ritsuka is real. He's everything I've told you, and more. You'll see it for yourself, if you give him a chance."

Loki stared at the ground, his thoughts racing. He still couldn't shake the idea that there was something off about this human, something he couldn't trust. But if everything Sitonai said was true...

He shook his head, refusing to admit defeat just yet. "We shall see," Loki muttered under his breath, still not ready to accept that a mere human could be as noble as Ritsuka Fujimaru.

But deep down, a part of him was already beginning to doubt his own skepticism.

As Loki and Sitonai lingered outside, contemplating their next move, Thor suddenly appeared, his face alight with excitement. "There will be a fighting contest!" he declared, his enthusiasm infectious. "I want you both to join!"

Loki opened his mouth to protest, but before he could voice his refusal, Sitonai interjected. "I'll participate!" She grasped Loki's arm, pulling him along as she made her way toward the battlefield.

The arena was buzzing with anticipation, Asgardians gathered to watch the competition unfold. Loki looked around, noticing that Odin, Frigga , enchantress and the Valkyries were absent from the crowd. "Why are we here?" he grumbled, already regretting his compliance.

Sitonai nudged him. "You need to fight, or your reputation will suffer, brother. This is your chance!"

Reluctantly, they found their seats among the spectators. The first match was announced: Thor versus Sigurd and Brynhildr. Sitonai cheered for Thor, her voice ringing clear above the rest. "Go, little brother!"

Thor, beaming at the support, squared off against Sigurd and Brynhildr. Loki, however, crossed his arms, a smirk forming on his face as he shouted, "Come on, Sigurd! Show him what you've got!" He hoped to see his brother lose, if only for his own amusement.

The match commenced, and despite Loki's wishes, Thor emerged victorious. The crowd erupted in cheers as Thor raised his arms in triumph. "Thank you, Brynhildr! Sigurd! That was a fine fight. I learned much today!"

As Thor approached, he caught sight of Loki and Sitonai. "You won again, brother," Loki remarked, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

"A honorable fight itself is a gift," Thor replied, a twinkle of joy in his eyes. "Winning doesn't matter as much as the experience."

Loki's surprise flickered across his face. The old Thor would have gloated about victory, but his brother had changed.

Then, with a booming voice, Thor declared, "Next match is between Loki and our big sister, Sitonai!"

Loki's eyes widened in shock. "I didn't sign up for this!"

But as he studied Sitonai, a mischievous smile spread across his lips. He remembered her earlier hesitation in the fight against Baldur, dismissing her as weak. "This will be easy," he thought to himself.

The match began, but to Loki's utter humiliation, he was swiftly defeated. Sitonai, displaying her strength, handled him with ease. Two quick hits, and he was down for the count, sprawled on the ground, stunned.

"Why didn't you help in the fight against Baldur?" he grumbled, rising to his feet, trying to regain some dignity. "You're strong!"

Sitonai's expression shifted, a hint of sadness touching her features. "I love Baldur," she replied softly. "I couldn't lay a hand on him, even when he was… not himself. He's family. I believed Master Ritsuka would set him free."

Tears brimmed in her eyes as she looked away, desperately trying to hide her pain. "That's why you should become strong, brother. I don't want to lose another brother in this world."

Loki felt a wave of annoyance. He didn't want to see her cry, but her words stung deeply. "How can you doubt my strength?" he snapped. "I will become strong! Just wait and see. Definitely."

After the match, they walked through Asgard, waiting for Ritsuka and his group to return. "You know," Loki began, a spark of ambition igniting in his eyes, "I want to rule Earth."

Sitonai raised an eyebrow. "Then you'll need to participate in the American elections."

"Why must I do that?" Loki scoffed, confusion etched on his face.

"Are you going to follow in the All-Father's footsteps?" she challenged, prompting him to ponder his path.

"hmmm fine," he finally conceded, determination settling in. "I'll participate in the American elections."

"Master Ritsuka Fujimaru will help you with that," Sitonai added, her tone supportive.

"Fine, then I'll use him to create my own path," Loki declared with a grin. "America is going to be mine, and then the whole Earth! Haha!" (A/N: sorry loki but earth already have president , she will come in future)

As they plotted their future ambitions, the camaraderie between them began to solidify, their rivalry tempered by a shared understanding of strength and family.

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[The One Above All's POV]

In the infinite expanse of creation, I had always known every thread, every strand, every life that formed the tapestry of existence. Yet, in all my awareness, there was something undeniably different about Ritsuka Fujimaru. He was an anomaly—a singularity in this vast multiverse.

Ritsuka was not of this world. He was brought here, summoned by Gaia, from a place outside of the bounds of natural reality—a void. When I first laid my gaze upon him, I saw not only the boy before me but his entire journey. His suffering. His sacrifices. The countless battles fought for the sake of his own world, a world that had been on the brink of oblivion too many times to count. And still, Ritsuka fought—persisted—to save the fragile thread of his existence and the lives bound to it.

I admired his resilience. But more than that, I recognized something profound: Ritsuka had saved his creation. Not just once, but in many ways, in many worlds—through his actions, he had been a protector of life. He was meant to be a cornerstone in something far larger.

Yet, there was a problem. A disappointment. In all the timelines, in all of my multiverse, there were no other versions of Ritsuka Fujimaru. He was the only one in my multiverse. The timelines had rejected the idea of multiple Ritsukas, unable to accommodate his singular nature. A figure so pivotal, yet bound by a rule that defied the possibilities of creation itself.

This could not stand.

To rectify this, I devised a plan. Ritsuka was too important to remain confined to a single reality. I needed to build a strong connection between him and the multiverse—one that would allow the timelines to accept him, to let him exist in **many** worlds, not just one. But such a bond could not be made easily.

Protege, my prisoner, was the key for my plan. I had guided Protege, subtly influenced him to grant Ritsuka, his powers that would allow the multiverse to accept him and have a strong connection. These powers would act as a bridge, forcing the multiverse to recognize Ritsuka as an integral part of its fabric. New timelines would be born, each one creating versions of Ritsuka Fujimaru who would go on to save countless worlds. The multiverse itself would bend to accommodate him, spawning infinite variations of his story.

But I must say Protege acting is pathetic and what surprised me was, Ritsuka actually believed it. No wonder Ritsuka is called a silly master.by his servants.

Ritsuka would become the multiverse's safety shield.

It was my doing that brought him into Tony Stark's life. **Tony was a canon point**, a figure who would alter the course of Ritsuka's story. Their meeting wasn't random; it was by design. But even that wasn't enough. Ritsuka's importance went far beyond his encounters with heroes like Tony.

But I'm waiting for someone who helps Ritsuka fujimaru to have different timelines.

That being is a true pivot, the moment when everything would change, would come not with Ritsuka's actions alone but with the birth of his **son**—a child born of **Ritsuka and Morgan le Fay**. This child would be a nexus of power, possessing the abilities of both Ritsuka and Morgan, and would be stronger than any other being across the multiverse. When their son was born in **reality**, it would act as a catalyst, a spark that would set the creation of new timelines in motion. With this birth, the multiverse would finally recognize Ritsuka as part of its own rhythm, allowing timelines to unfold where he, or versions of him, would exist in every new universe.

But there was one fundamental truth: **Ritsuka was a singularity, like me.** A one-of-a-kind existence, and as such, the multiverse had struggled to accept him. It wasn't until the birth of his child that the balance would shift. The multiverse would embrace him, and in doing so, countless new Ritsuka Fujimarus would emerge, summoned by Gaia across countless realities, saving world after world.

Ofcourse I will see all of those new Ritsukas, after all. I can't let any evil trash come into my creation. I'm already experienced in creating and know how things works in multiverse. I will just erase trash.

Everything was going according to plan.

But, as always, such power and importance brought with it dangers. With the multiverse finally acknowledging Ritsuka's significance, he would inevitably draw the attention of forces far greater than any he had faced before—**cosmic entities, beings beyond even his comprehension.** There would be those who sought to challenge him, to undo what he had fought for.

I could protect him, of course, but I knew that it was not always my role to intervene. **Protege's power**, now within Ritsuka, would be enough—if wielded wisely, it would allow him to confront whatever dangers lay ahead. And he would not be alone. **His friends, his allies**, they would stand by him, each one playing a role in the great tapestry of events yet to come.

But for now, there was a different problem on the horizon. **All Multiverses were dying**—collapsing in ways I hadn't foreseen. Something dark, something ancient, was at play. A war was brewing, one that would stretch across existence itself. The prophecy spoke of such things, and I had placed my hope in Ritsuka Fujimaru to rise above it all.

**Ritsuka Fujimaru, the child of void and protector of creation, the one singular being upon whom the safety of the multiverse would rest.**

Now, it was only a matter of time.

I hope everything goes well .

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Note:

Sorry for late upload. Don't worry no break for next chapter.

Also everyone understood why TOAA made protege give his powers to Ritsuka. And Yao already said, There are no Timelines of Ritsuka fujimaru. Because he is only one in whole multiverse. Once Morgan give birth to Ritsuka fujimaru son. More timelines will start to create. Their son have a important role after all he is son of Morgan le Fay, who played with time in lostbelt.

Also how is the relationship between Loki and Sitonai. I did my best to make them more develop. And i will show more development of there relationship in future.

And Everyone got to know about what BB, and dantes are doing.

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