Marvel: I Awake the Little Cosmos-Chapter 567 - 535: A Gift for Wanda (Second Update!!)
The cosmos itself has no physical form.
But it can have a form, just like right now, this cosmos is projected as a weaker version of Gwen in front of Hawk, listening to Hawk’s words with her mouth slightly open.
"This was not my intention, we share the same origin."
"Hah!"
Hawk sneered, ignoring the pitiable expression on the face of this weaker version of Gwen, which the cosmos itself used to try and disturb his state of mind.
He loves Gwen.
No matter which cosmos she is in.
But still, he loves the Gwen that exists in his own timeline, not this fake appearing in front of him in Gwen’s image.
The most important point.
"It’s not that you are helpless; you only feel that, between him and me, he has the advantage, not me."
"So you chose him."
"Let him throw the corpses of the Celestial God Team, which I had killed, in here."
"And allowed his war machine, Icarus, to descend into your cosmos with full power."
"Don’t tell me that my full power would harm you, so you stopped me, but Icarus’ full power descending wouldn’t harm you."
"His power would also weaken your cosmic barriers."
"So—"
"It’s not that you’re helpless, but that you’ve already made a choice, and paid the corresponding price, using the barrier of your cosmic origin as the cost, to exchange for Icarus joining the feast of devouring me after killing me."
"How’s that?"
Hawk spoke softly, his gaze fixed on the cosmos itself before him: "Tell me, am I wrong?"
The cosmos itself opened its mouth but finally lowered its gaze under Hawk’s intense stare.
"Sorry!"
"If sorry was enough, why would I bother finding you?"
"What do you want?"
"It’s simple."
Hawk smiled slightly at these words: "You may start the war, but when it ends is up to me, and war has always been a winner-takes-all game; as for the loser, what you need to do is admit your mistake and stand straight for the beating."
At this point.
Hawk glanced at the cosmos itself standing before him, directly stating his purpose: "I want your submission!"
The cosmos itself, manifested as a weaker version of Gwen, heard Hawk’s words, and its complexion changed, showing a look of startled beauty.
"Submission?"
"Yes!"
Hawk remained expressionless: "Winner takes all means winning everything from the loser, and since you chose to participate, then, of course, this all includes you."
Come here to ask the cosmos itself to hand over Celestial God Tiya to him?
Ha.
He not only wants Celestial God Tiya but also this cosmos.
This time, the outcome of the Celestial God Team gave him an excuse to seize this cosmos.
Though this time the Celestial God Team did not personally participate, they chose to use a proxy.
But as everyone knows.
You need chips to qualify to play at the table.
Hawk’s chip is his life, and the Celestial God Team’s chip, given that they chose to leave after Icarus was defeated, is clearly this cosmos.
If he died, the Celestial God Team would gain everything from him, including his Little Cosmos Cultivation Method.
But now he is alive, so the chips the Celestial God Team placed on the table, this cosmos, naturally belong to him, at his disposal now.
In other words.
"You were sold out by the Celestial God Team."
As Hawk spoke here, he curiously looked at the cosmos itself: "So your low status is not without reason."
This cosmos continually cycles through resets, clearly lacking a linear development of time.
Although Hawk often says time is a circle.
But here, time refers to life, and the timeline of life is a circle, a closed loop.
But the cosmos’ timeline should not be closed; it should be a straight line, a long thread leading to an endless future.
So!
The timeline of this cosmos is improperly configured, and the Celestial God Team, responsible for maintaining the Main Multiverse timeline, don’t they know this?
They know, yet why do they still allow this cosmos to continuously reset in cycles?
The answer is unknown.
But it no longer matters, because the moment the Celestial God Team placed this cosmos as a chip in this game, the answer became clear.
"Submitting to me isn’t a bad thing."
Hawk looked at the expression-changing cosmos and said softly: "At the very least, I will preserve you while also granting this cosmos a rebirth, letting its time break free from a closed loop, restoring the path to the eternal future."
The cosmos itself, upon hearing this, had its pitiable expression turn to disbelief, staring straight at Hawk.
"Will you really do this?"
"Don’t believe it?"
Hawk smiled slightly: "Look at Mephisto."
The cosmos itself paused slightly.
The next second.
Hawk spoke calmly: "Mephisto has betrayed me countless times, yet I still chose to forgive him and granted him rebirth. Therefore, Mephisto who has betrayed me countless times can be forgiven by me, and as for you, it’s even less worth mentioning."
Although he once reduced Mephisto to ashes.
However, this statement isn’t exactly a lie.
It’s well known.
There’s no such thing as a remedy for regret in this world.
But Hawk has Wanda.
Wanda is his remedy for regret, because Wanda exists in every corner of his timeline. Hence, Hawk did kill Mephisto, but indeed did not truly kill Mephisto.
Therefore, Hawk’s current words to the Cosmos itself aren’t false.
The Cosmos itself listened to Hawk, without attempting to explain, and instead, after dragging out the living example of Mephisto, felt a bit unsettled.
Though he didn’t say it, after seeing Icarus die and the Celestial God Team run away gleamingly, he understood he was treated as a disposable pawn.
Moreover, he indeed hoped not once for the Celestial God Team to come to his Cosmos and fix the closed-loop, immobile timeline.
But every request sank without trace.
And now, Hawk’s promise made him deeply moved.
Hawk wouldn’t take away his consciousness, but instead would help him reorganize this Cosmos’s timeline; the only price to pay is submission.
This——
Is too wonderful.
Who doesn’t work for someone anyway?
Even without Hawk demanding submission, there’s already someone suppressing him, and the timelines are not in his own hands.
In a word.
Low-level cosmos do not have rights.
So——
It’s just changing a boss.
Do it!
Thoughts of the Cosmos itself churned, then raised his head to look at Hawk again.
Hawk entered his vision.
The Cosmos itself, initially presenting as the frail Gwen, began to blur, and then, after a nameless radiance emerged, the most real appearance of this Cosmic entity was revealed to Hawk.
A gemstone.
A flawless white gemstone, no, there was a subtle blemish on the white gemstone that appeared before Hawk.
This subtle blemish was the cost paid by the Cosmos itself when Icarus descended in full glory upon it.
As the classical saying goes.
A goddess others hesitate to approach, some stand to embrace.
The voice of the Cosmos itself now transmitted from the slightly flawed white gemstone: "I am willing to offer my all, to pledge my allegiance to you in exchange for your protection."
Upon hearing this, Hawk reached out his right hand to the slightly flawed white gemstone before him, clasping the gemstone within his palm: "I accept your submission, and I shall protect you, in the name of Phoenix!"
As soon as the words fell!
Chirp!
Phoenix sang in the heavens, its song resounded powerfully.
The Fire Phoenix, embracing the rootless Cosmos, soared from behind Hawk, and the moment its wings spread, its talons seemed to transform into Hawk’s arms, gripping the core white gemstone of this Cosmos, as endless Phoenix Fire began to envelop this core white gemstone.
His Phoenix Cosmos was refining this Cosmos.
The day the refinement is complete will be when his Phoenix Cosmos is embedded into the Main Multiverse, though this still couldn’t make Hawk fully manifest his power before attuning to the Ninth Sense.
However!
After refining this Cosmos, from then on, whenever Hawk goes to any Marvel Main Multiverse, his power will no longer be restricted.
Because, that is the winner’s reward.
And also, the price the loser must pay.
This time, the Celestial God Team could be said to have gained nothing but losses.
Hawk stayed for a while, watching the rapid refining of the Cosmic core under Phoenix Fire that bore his imprint, smiled slightly, then withdrew his gaze, turned around, and looked towards Earth located in the desolate reaches of the Cosmos.
When Hawk returned to Palm Street No. 521A again, the house was silent, seemingly as if no one was home.
Hawk sensed a movement in his heart, glanced towards Brooklyn, seeing the mother and daughter shopping at the mall, smiled slightly, and withdrew his gaze.
As for why not go to Manhattan City Center.
It’s simple.
Because Manhattan was flattened, although it’s currently under reconstruction, the speed is not that fast.
When Wanda and their daughter Jean returned from shopping, Hawk was sitting on the sofa, looking at the dozen or so photos on the table.
To be precise, they were death photos.
Sent by Reed Stacy’s assistant; each photo represents someone who was involved or knew about the plan to hunt the Demon King.
The daughter Jean, seeing her father returned home, brightened, put down the shopping bag in her hand, and ran over: "Daddy, you’re back."
Wanda also smiled slightly: "What a coincidence you came back just after I finished explaining."
Hawk raised his gaze, looking at Wanda.
"Oh, really, such a coincidence, I went to get you a gift."
"What gift?"
"This Cosmos!"
"..."
