LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 26: Chapter 26
"It's weird, all the songs you write have this different touch. It's like different people are writing them." Slade said while looking at the paper in his hands.
"And I was like Baby, Baby, Baby, Oil, thought you would always be mine... you made a mistake here and said Baby oil." Slade said calmly, to which my eyebrow raised for a second, taking the paper and correcting the mistake.
"Hold me while you wait, I wish I was good enough. if only I could wake you up, my love, my love my love... this one sounds deep." Ivy said looking at other papers.
"I decided to get into music to help me think... if only I could sing these songs," I said lightly, looking at the stack of papers before me. I sighed for a moment, before looking at the music room before me.
"Didn't you adapt to be able to control your voice perfectly?" Harley asked, to which I nodded, but I changed the subject, having them pick what would be the first sound I would record.
"This one," Harley said quickly, slapping a paper into my hands. I looked at the song before my eyes rolled realizing why she would want this song.
Well, I got up and went to go into the room to begin singing. A part of me was pumped, that I could become a rock star... but another part of me felt uneasy by this. I was using music to help me think. I had always loved music, it was free.
I took a deep breath and began singing, my voice was truly heaven-like, no auto-tune was needed as I could perfectly control my voice to anything I wanted.
"I don't know if it's something about ya, Got me Feelin' like I can't be...." I had to pause at that part as red flashed across my mind. I sighed in annoyance... I was ashamed to admit this, but a part of me for some reason couldn't forget my ex-wife. I tried to adapt, hell I even tried to erase the very idea of who she was, but something would always come to remind me of her.
Music? She was the one who showed me just how much good music was out there. She got me to listen to songs ranging from Indian to Chinese, hip hop, to country-side music. You name the song, I most likely have heard it.
I had over 5k songs saved in my album, and it was ever-growing as she always finds a song I would love. That song I was just singing was called Shower, something she always sings to me to describe how she felt about us... that cheating bitch. I can't even enjoy my dream of being a rock star with her not getting in the way.
I could be a rock star in this lifetime without having to worry about any baby oil, but I couldn't even do that because of her... this was another chain. Maybe I had to go back to my old life and kill her to move on... and I was 100% okay with killing her. But how could I even go about that?
I sighed, going on to finish the song, and went on to use her to breathe life into the song... and so I began spitting out songs left and right.
"I pop out at your party, I'm with the gang..."
"I'm in the thick of it, everybody knows..."
"Facts, MY BITCH LOVE COCO!"
Well, there were hundreds of other songs I sang, some had a heavy base, some carried so much emotions that even Slade had to control himself to not cry... well, those tears were mainly thanks to my voice which had adapted to be able to best give off the emotions I wished to give through my singing.
In the following few days, the world was hit with art. Only a fool would think art is an explosion after hearing my voice. I took the world by storm, all over the world, my songs were on the phone of everyone.
"Sir, you have an invite," Slade said while giving me a paper. I looked at the paper and saw it was an invite to a party. I closely looked at it and saw it was an invite to Diddy's party. I would be the V.I.P. guest... I didn't know what to think about this invite. A part of me wanted to go see if this was dangerous, and another part was scared for my safety.
"Sure, I would go," I said making a mental note to watch and scan my drinks there. This was a risk I was taking, but I refused to be ruled by my fears.
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"Our special guest!" A man said with a bright smile while coming over to my side. He was known as P-Diddy, a powerful man in the world of music. Like him, I was wearing all white, along with everyone else.
There were many famous people here, but to avoid having a target on my head, I would not list them down.
"I listened to all your songs, and you're as good at singing as you are at beating up the Justice League," Diddy said while I laughed, enjoying the sweet words he was saying. I didn't know I had an ego until now, I like hearing people say nice things about me... fight me.
'Maybe he isn't the same Diddy from my world,' I thought, realizing Diddy wasn't such a bad person after all. It would be bad of me to judge a book by its alternate version of itself...
Diddy passed me a drink, which I took, unsure if I should drink it seeing how tense Diddy was... this son of a bitch was eyeing my butt?
Before I could have Diddy drink the drink, a Hammer came from out of nowhere, slamming hard into my stomach and sending me rocketing away with such force, that I was launched into the sphere of the gods.
"The fuck was that?" I said in shock while coughing up some blood, not understanding what hit me. But upon looking at the hammer, my eyes widened as I knew that hammer... wasn't that the Hammer from Marvel?
The hammer turned, flying into a blonde and average-looking person... I was more handsome,
"Chris Hemsworth?" I said in shock once more, why was this super average not-so-good-looking man doing in DC?
"Chris what? Why did you attack me? And where did you bring me?" Thor said angrily, while two ravens landed on his shoulders. My shock disappeared the next moment, who did this guy think he was? He came all the way from Marvel to attack me, and then say I attacked him?
"Let me get this right, I was at a party, minding my own business and you attack me before speaking this nonsense?" I asked angrily, my rage growing seeing my destroyed suit. This average-looking man was truly pissing me off.
Thor frowned at my words, he was about to say something, but my fist appeared before him, slamming towards him. But Thor quickly dodged and countered. He was of course stronger than me at this moment, I didn't know why Thor had the Odin force and the Power of cosmic, he was almost at the tier of Outerversal.
Boom
Fist and Hammer clashed, shaking the sphere of the gods. Many beings in the sphere of the gods were shaken in fear at the power shown. Be it Darkseid, or those in the shadows who went by the name the Empty Hand, Upside-Down Man, and many others. They were nothing before the fight shown here.
[A/N: The Empty Hand is around True From Darkseid power.]
I was sent rocketing away, unable to withstand that hammer might. I looked at my fist which was flattened to a pancake before I grinned... this was what I wanted, a blood-pumping battle. With a laugh, I entered the true Saiyan state.
With my power jumping a whole new tier, to the 5th dimension, I laughed while rocketing forward, catching Thor off guard as he didn't expect my strength to suddenly increase by so much, and for my injured fist to heal by the time I reached him, just in time to punch him into the 5th dimension.
I wasted no time, bursting after Thor, our fight continuing in the 5th dimension which had a more stable space-time, capable of holding our battle.
Our clash was heaven-shaking, to say the least, even though I was losing with every clash, our clash wasn't anything to look down upon, for even the 6th dimension had to look down upon us... and those up there were at Outerversal level.
"You grow stronger with every injury you suffer, and the more your blood pumps for battle... you're like the perfect warrior," Thor said with a smile, I wasn't the only one joying this battle. Thor was an Asgardian, and a good battle to the death was something he wouldn't reject if it didn't put others at risk.
"I simply have to end this before you can grow stronger," Thor said while rocketing backward, he held his hammer with both of his outstretched hands, his hammer pointing towards the sky.
I instantly paused facing his move, I knew what Thor was doing. This was known as the God Blast, a move so powerful that two combined God Blasts were capable of harming the Phoenix Force, and the Phoenix Force in Marvel was Outerversal.
Four God Blasts in unison were able to temporarily hold back a collapse of the multiverse's dimensional walls, that was another outerversal feat. Marvel and DC Multiverse were different, Marvel didn't have a 4th, 5th, or higher dimensions.
Every quantum moment in the life of a Marvel universe, an infinity of alternate realities is created. Each of these, in turn, gives birth to a multitude of additional infinities, Ad Infinitum. Every action makes branches of realities, The slightest action made by the smallest gesture is responsible for generating infinite realities separated from the original reality.
In other words, there are an infinite set of multiverses that are ever-growing, giving birth to the more infinite set of multiverses, and the partner just keeps growing. There are infinite layers of realities, incomprehensible layers. Not only are there Platonic realities, there are also worlds of pure imagination that transcend existence. There are infinite realities and dimensional layers, including zero to infinity.
All universes are but a dream folded within a dream, each universe a thought within a greater thought, and each containing lesser thoughts. It all exists in a single universe... there was more to this, but to best sum things up... well, I was dead.
A beam of unspeakable power surged toward me, its presence so overwhelming that even the rulers of the 6th dimension would recoil in terror. Its brilliance tore through reality itself, an unstoppable force of annihilation aimed directly at me. My instincts screamed for me to run, to escape the inevitable doom, but I clenched my teeth, forcing the fear down.
With a guttural roar, I let out a battle cry that shook the air around me, channeling every ounce of strength, and every fragment of willpower I possessed. Energy coursed through my veins like wildfire as I thrust my hands forward, meeting the beam head-on.
The impact was instant and cataclysmic. The sheer force of the attack threatened to shatter my very being, a maelstrom of destruction that seemed to tear at the core of existence itself. My arms burned with searing pain, my legs buckled under the pressure, but I held my ground, refusing to falter.
My feet slid across the ground, and my hands burned from the touch of the God Blast. My hair began to flash with a greenish-yellow hue. As if shouting from the depths of my soul, I pulled upward, forcefully lifting the God Blast into the sky with all my strength.
"Impossible!" Thor exclaimed in shock, his gaze fixed on the God Blast soaring into the 6th dimension. He turned towards me, his expression transforming into disbelief as he saw that I was dead. That move required all my strength and, in the end, it claimed my life.