Herobrine in Marvel...again

The transition was overwhelming. Ender felt his entire body twist and compress as the energy of the portal consumed him, and then, in an instant, he was somewhere else—somewhere vastly different from the fortress he'd left behind. He opened his eyes to find himself in a world that was familiar yet strange, a universe that held both the magical and the unknown, but with an unmistakable, medieval air to it.

Gone were the towering skyscrapers and futuristic landscapes he half-expected from Marvel. The world felt raw, untamed, and deeply magical, with an energy unlike anything he had ever sensed.

The rules of magic and power here would be different. Technology was absent, replaced by ancient arts and mystical forces that seemed to linger in the very air he breathed.

He found himself in a vast, untouched wilderness, an ancient, primeval world. Towering trees surrounded him, stretching as far as the eye could see, and the distant sounds of strange, powerful creatures echoed through the forest.

For a moment, he simply stood there, taking it all in, trying to comprehend the time leap that had occurred. The air was heavy, humid, alive with the sounds of life in its rawest form. This wasn't just another dimension or a different part of his Minecraft-inspired world—it was an entirely alien landscape, one with dangers he couldn't yet imagine. There were no humans, no villages, no sign of civilization at all. Just primal, untamed nature.

Moving carefully, he took in his surroundings. Massive ferns stretched high over his head, and towering trees. As he traveled deeper, he sensed that this was no ordinary forest. There was an untamed power in the air, a primal energy humming around him. The plants, larger and more varied than any he'd seen, were rich with unfamiliar magic. Even the air felt charged, ancient.

"I am probably in some forest area; I hope I am on Earth; otherwise, I will be fucked up." He muttered before using [Wing Manifestation] to create a pair of black metallic wings to fly.

After flying above, he found himself looking at a vast green forest that stretched miles upon miles as far as he could see, which was a lot.

The land stretched for miles, a seemingly endless sea of green. There were valleys cradled by jagged cliffs, ancient rivers that snaked lazily through the earth, and distant mountain ranges that loomed like ancient gods watching over the wilderness. The forest was teeming with life — but not the kind Ender was familiar with. This was a world from the distant past, a time before civilization, before technology, before even the emergence of humanity itself.

But beauty was not the only thing this forest had to offer. As Ender cautiously made his way through the undergrowth, he could feel the weight of the forest's dangerous inhabitants. The sounds of creatures echoed through the trees, low growls, distant roars, and the eerie shrieks of something hunting in the shadows. Occasionally, he would catch glimpses of movement between the trees: large, lumbering figures of prehistoric creatures, long-necked herbivores that fed lazily on the immense ferns, and terrifying carnivores stalking their prey with silent precision.

A massive Brachiosaurus with a neck that stretched impossibly high, feeding on the treetops, had an odd sense of elegance, its movement graceful despite its enormous size. But Ender knew not to underestimate the wild power of this world. In the distance, the unmistakable roar of a Tyrannosaurus Rex reverberated through the trees, shaking the ground beneath his feet. The sheer force of its cry sent prehistoric birds scattering from the canopy.

He couldn't help but feel awe looking at these pre-historic creatures feeling that he opened a portal to Jurassic World instead of Marvel.

Excitement was there since he didn't need to fear these giant reptiles he had slayed wyverns and had fought foes tougher than these pre-historic creatures.

"Having a dinosaur as a pet, even in the Marvel universe, is something most people can only dream about." He muttered.

(I know there are people like Moon-Girl/Boy and Savage Lands but let our protagonist have a moment for once)

As Ender descended toward the forest floor, he could hear the soft rustle of the underbrush, a hum of life that felt both ancient and alien. The flora was dense, with towering ferns and sprawling vines that reached out like tendrils, some of them glowing faintly in the low light. Flowers of all shapes and sizes dotted the landscape, their colors vibrant and unnaturally bright, while strange mushrooms with glowing caps grew in clusters along the forest's edge.

There was something almost magical about the way the plants seemed to thrive here. The trees were so old, so enormous, that their roots had fused into vast networks beneath the earth, creating a kind of living web that pulsed with energy. The air was thick with it — not just oxygen, but a strange, almost tangible power that hummed beneath the surface, like the pulse of some great, slumbering entity.

Ender found this place very pleasant, like his bed at the fortress; he felt welcomed, like home; something different about this place from the rest; it was almost divine; thankfully, [Vigilant] skill was always active; otherwise, Ender was sure he would fall asleep.

(Ender PoV)

I could hear soft, tinkling giggles echoing all around me, and as I glanced around, I noticed tiny, flickering lights drifting through the air, materializing from nowhere. "Fairies," I muttered to myself, amazed. This was my first time encountering them. Their presence was strange, considering they should be confined to the Otherworld. Before I could think further, a powerful presence swept over me—a force so immense that it felt like I was standing in the presence of a god.

'Damn it,' I cursed inwardly. I'd only just stepped foot into the Marvel universe, and now I was facing something 'far' beyond my experience. The energy emanating from this being was godlike, at least on par with the most powerful entities I had encountered. I silently hoped this god would be a reasonable one. If not, I'd teleport myself out of here without hesitation.

"You are unlike any being I have encountered," a melodious female voice spoke, cutting through my thoughts. There was a strange charm to her words, something I couldn't quite place. My eyes were drawn to the source of the voice, and what I saw before me made my breath catch—a woman, but not just any woman but MILF. She was the epitome of elegance and power, with striking green hair and an aura that suggested she was more than just mortal. She was... a goddess.

*Ahem. I cleared my throat, forcing myself to stay composed. "I am Herobrine, a wandering wizard exploring the vast realm of Earth," I said the words calmly, though internally, I was a little taken aback. I was using my in-game name—Herobrine—but I hoped it wouldn't sound too strange.

She tilted her head thoughtfully. "Ah, so Aesheim is what you call Earth." Her voice was warm, but the weight of her presence was undeniable.

I blinked in realization. "Aesheim… Earth, yes," I muttered to myself, piecing things together. It seemed Earth had been called Aesheim during this era.

I swallowed my nerves and gave a respectful nod. "May I know your name, Lady?" I asked, trying to keep the situation as civil as possible. Better to play it safe when speaking to a goddess, especially one who seemed so casual about her immense power.

"I am Gaia," she replied with a small smile, her tone casual yet carrying the weight of centuries of existence. "Elder Goddess of Earth."

She said it so nonchalantly as if being a god was a mere thought. I fought to keep my composure, though I was still processing the enormity of the situation. "I hope I haven't been rude, Goddess Gaia," I added, bowing my head in respect.

Gaia waved her hand dismissively, a gentle smile on her lips. "No need to be nervous, Herobrine. My humble abode is open to all living beings."

It seemed gods weren't as petty as I'd imagined. I felt a little more at ease, though the magnitude of her presence still weighed heavily on me.

Gaia's green eyes, so ancient yet lively, studied me with an expression that hinted at both curiosity and something deeper—an understanding that transcended the confines of time. She took a few steps closer, her movement as fluid and effortless as a breeze. The fairy lights swirled around her, their gentle glow brightening in response to her presence.

"You hail from a place beyond this world, don't you, Herobrine?" she asked, her voice laced with intrigue. "There's a certain… aura about you, a power that is unfamiliar to me." Her gaze lingered for a moment, scanning me in a way that made me feel both exposed and oddly safe at the same time. "You speak of being a wizard, but your essence is different from those I've encountered."

I stood still, trying to keep my expression neutral. "I come from a different realm. A place far removed from this one. It's called the End." I hesitated, unsure of how much I wanted to share. Not everyone, especially a goddess, needed to know the intricacies of my origins.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, intrigued. "The End? I've heard whispers of such a place—an abyss that exists outside the threads of this world's reality. A realm of endless void, ruled by... what, exactly?" She leaned forward, her curiosity palpable, her jugs defying gravity I noticed.

I let out a slow breath. "I am... one of its most notorious inhabitants. A guardian, of sorts, but also a being who roams between worlds. Herobrine is the name I use in this form, though it is not the one I was born with."

She didn't seem startled by the revelation. Instead, there was a flicker of recognition in her eyes, as if she had encountered other entities who walked a similar line between worlds. "A guardian, you say?" she mused, her fingers lightly brushing the air in an absent gesture. "Such beings often have a role beyond mere existence. But tell me, what brings you to Aesheim? To Earth, as you call it?"

I weighed the question carefully. There were a hundred different answers I could give, but I chose to keep it simple. "Exploration. Curiosity. And... perhaps to understand more of the forces that pull at the fabric of reality." My eyes flicked around, noting the strange beauty of this world. "There's something about this place, its connection to life, Demiurge that calls to me."

Gaia's smile softened at my words, though there was a trace of sadness in her eyes. "Curiosity, yes," she said, almost to herself. "It's the same for me, sometimes. The balance of life on Earth is delicate, and it's not always easy to keep the forces that influence it in harmony." Her gaze turned distant, her voice lowering. "I am the guardian of this world, yet even I cannot always prevent the chaos that threatens to tear it apart."

I raised an eyebrow. "Chaos?" I asked, my interest piqued she was probably talking about other elder gods like Cthon and Set.

Her eyes met mine again, and for the first time, I saw a flicker of vulnerability in them. "I am not the only Elder Goddess. There are others—Elder Gods like Set and Chthon, each with their agendas, their desires for power." She sighed, and the air around us seemed to grow heavier.

"Set, is someone with immense hunger for power, he has made some connection with reptiles and is planning to wipe out mammalian life from Earth, knowing that these Dinosaurs are the dead end of life mere attempts to create mighty beings like dragons," it meant that Set is yet to find that he could absorb other elder god's powers by devouring them which is good since I could finish him easily before he became too troublesome.

"I don't know, but for some time, he has been acting weird trying to contact our other siblings, which is something he avoided any time."

I frowned, sensing the weight of her words. "And Chthon?" I asked, recalling the name he was related to Darkhold and Scarlet Witch, I think.

"Chthon is worse," Gaia said softly, her eyes narrowing. "He's an Elder God of Chaos, yes, but more insidious. He seeks to break the natural laws of the world, unravel them entirely, and in doing so, reshape all life to his will. He studies the magical energy of the universe, trying to use it for his benefit." Her voice tightened, and I could sense the struggle beneath her calm exterior. "I fight to preserve the balance, but there are times when I fear I cannot do it alone."

I understood her words more deeply than I let on. The more I learned about this world, the more I realized how fragile and delicate its fabric truly was. "You carry a heavy burden," I said quietly, meeting her gaze with newfound respect. "It must be exhausting."

Gaia gave a small, rueful smile. "Exhausting, yes. But it is my duty. The world needs its guardians, even if those guardians are weary." She paused and regarded me closely, as though weighing something unspoken. "Perhaps you, too, could be of assistance, Herobrine. I sense you are more than capable of handling the forces that seek to disrupt this realm. But only if you wish to."

I let her words settle in the silence between us. The idea of working alongside a goddess was both exhilarating and terrifying, but it was clear that Gaia wasn't just offering a partnership—she was sharing a burden. It was a weight I could understand, even if I wasn't sure I was ready to bear it, not to mention I also had my agenda.

"Let me think on it," I said, though my mind was already racing with the possibilities. If there was one thing I knew, it was that nothing in this world—or any world—was ever truly simple. And the path ahead was going to be anything but predictable.

I wasn't one to take sides or act for free, but Set and Chthon were bound to become dangerous powers. Even if there was no immediate gain, accepting Gaia's help now might save me greater trouble later on, if they both succeeded then humanity would be in danger, and as much as he knew a 'normal' Marvel universe without humans, is doomed, even if sometimes they are the cause of said doom.

I met her gaze, something unspoken passing between us. I was beginning to grasp just how deep and treacherous the web of power in this world was. If I was going to navigate it, I'd need more than my magic, power, and system. I'd need allies, insight, and strength to rival the very forces of destruction and corruption. And I would need to be ready for whatever came next.

Gaia watched me, her ancient eyes almost piercing. Finally, she spoke, her voice like a whisper through leaves, "Ender, I could grant you my blessing. I sense others have already marked you as their chosen one—beings from your world, perhaps? Your soul is strong, strong enough to bear what I would give."

Her offer was tempting. A blessing from Gaia would be invaluable, especially in a world as primal and treacherous as this one. But I forced myself to consider the risks.

"Why would you trust me?" I asked, meeting her gaze steadily. "I could be a dark wizard—a liar. Bestowing your blessing on someone like me, a stranger with powers you hardly know, could be disastrous."

Gaia smiled, a quiet, knowing expression. "I am Mother Earth, Herobrine. The moment you stepped into my domain, I knew you better than you know yourself. Yes, you practice dark magic—but unlike Chthon's, yours lacks corruption. Your power is a truth—a shadow, perhaps, but not one that darkens reality but is a part of it. "

She stepped closer, her presence both soothing and vast, like an endless forest under sunlight. "My blessing could indeed be disastrous in the wrong hands. But I trust my instincts. And here, in my realm, no deception can hide from me."

Her words settled over me like mist. I could feel the weight of her knowledge, the vastness of her understanding. She saw through me as if I were made of glass, which honestly scared me. I hesitated, grappling with the implications.

"What happens if I accept?" I asked softly, almost to myself.

"You will carry a piece of my strength, it will increase you chances to stand against forces like Set and Chthon if you must. But more than that, you will have an anchor, a connection to this world. A balance."

I nodded slowly, taking in the gravity of her offer. I knew what it would mean, to accept her blessing was to commit to something greater than myself, a cause older than I could fathom.

It was very tempting but I couldn't trust her yet Gods were not some beings who could be trusted, while I don't think she could harm me, the ritual where she would give me her blessing is a different matter, I would be vulnerable there.

But her blessing would be potent, beings like Thor and Hercules were proof of that, if comics hold even the tiniest amount of truth.

How can I "How I can trust you?" I asked looking into her eyes.

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Yo I am back I don't promise consistent updates but number of power stones does.