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Galactus stood—vast, unshakable, divine.
But he bled.
Thick violet ichor oozed from the crack in his armor where Aiden's Abyssal Infernum E.X.E. had struck. For the first time, the cosmic god was visibly injured, and for the first time—he looked interested.
But he didn't get the chance to enjoy it.
From behind him, the stars exploded in fury.
"FIRE EVERYTHING!"
The voice of Commander Hill echoed from the bridge of the Goliath, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s colossal spaceborne warship—Earth's last contingency plan. And now, its entire arsenal was unleashed.
Dozens—no, hundreds—of glowing hyper-plasma rockets, missiles laced with anti-celestial warheads and forged with vibranium shells, detonated against Galactus's spine and shoulders. The sheer scale of the bombardment was terrifying. Massive multi-barrel railguns—designed to punch through asteroids—fired high-velocity slugs that glowed with arcane energy, thanks to the collaboration between SHIELD and Kamar-Taj.
BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.
Each explosion rippled through the battlefield like thunderclaps, accompanied by streaks of blue, green, and red as adaptive energy rounds—repurposed Chitauri tech—pierced the void around Galactus.
He didn't turn.
Not yet.
From a floating platform of golden glyphs, Doctor Strange twirled his hands rapidly, his eyes glowing with cosmic insight.
He was already prepared.
"Open the path."
Portals bloomed across the battlefield like cosmic flowers, golden rings erupting with crackling energy. One by one, every missile, every cannon beam, and every arcane projectile was sucked into the swirling gates of light—
—and reemerged directly in front of Galactus's chest wound.
"Rerouting… everything."
BOOM. BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.
Each explosion was surgical. The airless void lit with oranges, violets, and pure white flame. The bombardment struck Galactus point-blank, forcing him to stagger forward—
A cosmic god—off balance.
Now it's Up For the Other, It started with the Fantastic Four
The first to move in was Johnny Storm, already ablaze, already screaming like a comet—
"You wanna eat Earth? How about you CHOKE ON THIS!"
He rocketed past chunks of debris and plasma blasts, his entire body erupting into Nova Flame.
A mini-sun slammed into Galactus's jaw.
KRA-KOOOOOM!
For a fraction of a second—Galactus's head turned with the blow.
Ben Grimm was next, flying through the air like a missile inside a repurposed vibranium launch capsule. His body was reinforced with kinetic shields, his arms wrapped in Wakandan power gauntlets.
"Time for a cosmic clobberin'!"
He slammed into Galactus's shoulder joint like a meteor—bones shattering, armor denting, the sound like an entire mountain range cracking in half.
From above, Reed Richards opened a dimensional compression mine, one designed to temporarily condense a pocket of space, increasing local gravity tenfold. He lobbed it into the already-damaged chest wound.
"Compress it! Get that flesh collapsing!"
BOOM! The chest plate buckled inward, deeper now.
From the Goliath's airlock, Cyclops, Jean Grey, and Storm launched forward like arrows.
Cyclops locked his visor and let loose a full-power optic beam, perfectly aimed into the cracked plate. The beam drilled like a laser through raw cosmic matter.
Jean Grey, radiating Phoenix energy, hovered behind him. Her telekinesis crushed several surrounding asteroids into dense kinetic projectiles, hurling them one by one into Galactus's ribcage with frightening precision.
Storm—queen of the skies—commanded a raging electromagnetic storm.
Her arms outstretched, eyes glowing white, she called upon cosmic lightning from the nearby planetary rings. A bolt the size of a skyscraper struck Galactus directly across the side of the head.
"Thunder… answer me."
CRAAAACK-KOOOM!
Galactus flinched.
For the first time in eons—he flinched.
From the rear flank, Iron Man zipped past in his Prime Cosmic Armor, a sleek, shimmering suit laced with Uru, Extremis nano-core, and celestial-level reactors.
"You're gonna love this one."
He extended his arms—and from the suit's shoulder blades unfolded two massive prism lenses. The light between them fractured and bent—a focused weapon of pure radiation.
The Zero Point Disintegrator came online.
He fired.
A single, condensed pulse of reality-splitting light carved through Galactus's back like a blade, slicing into his shoulder joint and across his spine. Sparks of universal energy bled into space.
Galactus growled.
Above the carnage, Thor descended like the judgment of Asgard.
"We are not your feast, Devourer. We are your ruin."
Mjölnir spun with ferocity, calling down cosmic lightning from the shattered remains of nearby stars. The thunderbolt was absorbed into Thor's body—then amplified by his own divinity.
With a mighty roar, Thor hurled Mjölnir.
At the same moment, Strange chanted his final incantation:
"By the will of Vishanti—bind this god to the veil!"
He wove an enormous Chains of Krakkan spell around Galactus's ankle and midsection. It began to drag him slightly, just enough to create imbalance.
Mjölnir struck.
The explosion looked like a second sun had ignited in space.
Galactus reeled backward, his hands reaching instinctively for his chest.
And then—
Silence.
For a moment, it was like the whole universe held its breath.
Then—
"ENOUGH."
Galactus moved.
His hand swept through the void—and the motion itself shattered two asteroids, launched The Thing backward at terminal velocity, and flung Storm and Jean Grey sideways in a blur of light.
He inhaled.
And from the center of his core, a cosmic pulse erupted—a shockwave of anti-life energy, uncountable frequencies of radiation lashing outward.
Iron Man's shields cracked.Johnny's flame flickered.Cyclops' beam was swallowed.
And in the center of the storm—
Galactus reached forward.
Toward Aiden.
Crimson lightning still clinging to him. His body smoking. Wings tattered. Floating in space like a fallen angel.
And still—
Trying to stand.
But Galactus's palm closed around him.
"You dared defy me."
"You thought you could Escape? Distract me so they Attack? Well? Here were are? Nothing has changed, you will be mine....And earth shall be my Food"
"Guess I have no choice, huh?"
Aiden sighed—not in fear.
But in resignation.
Inside his mind, where time stood still, Aiden stood alone before a great black chasm. A place deeper than space. Deeper than death. Not a void, not darkness.
The Abyss.
It whispered with no voice, breathed with no lungs, and watched with no eyes.
"It's not the pain."
"It's not the madness."
"It's not the magic."
His heartbeat slowed. The silence wrapped around his spine like ice.
"It's the feeling... like something is watching from the other side."
That ancient saying surfaced from the depths of his fractured soul:
"When you stare into the Abyss..."
"...the Abyss stares back."
And this time—
It smiled.
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