A month had passed since then, as I got adjusted to my new life in the multiverse. Since then, I spent most of the time training whenever I can, and learning up on herbal skills as well as recipes I can use for my traveling. I eventually managed to let Rainbow Dash down as soft as I could, as I told her I found her as good as she is, because her breast size the largest women could be back at Earth. We then proceeded to hit it off as friends, and despite what Twilight initially thought, was very curious as to what humans were like, and what they’ve made ever since I told her about jets that can easily surpass her speed.

She took her newfound knowledge about what humanity has done, and used it as a reason to push herself even further.

“47! 48! 49! 50!”

*THUD*

Which for me, turned out to be a bad thing, as she pushed me just as hard. I turned away from the weights breathing heavily, facing Rainbow Dash who was still going with her dumbbells . “Rainbow… I know what I said when I wanted strength training, but it seriously feels like you’re trying to kill me.”

She huffed. “Come on Jax! If you’re going off to explore while I’m stuck here in my universe, then I’m sure as hell not going to let you get squished by some monster twice your size!”

“True… but what are the chances of that happening?”

“Infinitely huge is what!” she said as she finished up her reps.

I think I made her too much of a smart ass… but she still stands as my only way of getting stronger so I can hit harder.

“You'd be surprised how many... unspeakable situations it can get you into without it."

We both turned to look at Simon, who had walked in on us during the workout. “Hey Simon. Everything going ok in your universe?”

He grunted. “Still haven’t gotten back, apparently I have an unlimited amount of time, thanks to the huntsman, the key he gave me makes it so that as long as there is nothing interfering with its power, no time passes for my home universe while I’m gone, been doing some travelling, learning and shit. I want to be a good leader when I return.” He then looked to Rainbow Dash.

“So I assume things are okay here between you and the ponies? They aren’t being racist xenophobes, are they?”

“Nah, they’ve been treating me pretty much the same. They kind of see me as one of those elves back on Earth’s fiction.”

Simon nodded slowly. “Good, hate to have to make some more enemies.” He then looked to Rainbow Dash, who looked a little miffed. “Hey, no hard feelings, just being cautious. The ponies back home treat the orcs and trolls I rule like dirt. I literally had to save an orc child from being beaten to death with her own doll by a pony noble.”

Rainbow Dash blanched. “Yeesh… I know what you meant by the multiverse having everything, but to hear that is a bit disgusting…”

“Probably the tip of the iceberg,” I replied half-heartedly. “Anyways, you think I’d be ready for the Huntsman’s arena? It’s been a month now.”

Simons eyes became red as he looked me over, literally scanning me. “Hmmm… you should be able to handle the first challenge if you are careful, but don’t get carried away, each challenge is tougher than the last, and I think you should let me give you a blunt weapon first, been driving me nuts for a month.” He then materialized three weapons, a mace, a single-handed hammer, and a cudgel. “Tell me which you would like, I’ll make whatever one you want look nice.”

I thought about it for a bit, before shrugging. “Mace sounds good. Cool sounding, does a lot of damage, and is probably the middle ground of the three.”

Rainbow turned to look at me. “Since when was combat supposed to be fabulous?” she said, clearly intending to lead me into a joke we knew all too well. I grinned, taking in a breath of air.

“But DAHLIN, everything is supposed to be FABULOUS!”

Rainbow and I laughed gleefully, as Simon smacked himself in the face while he grinned. “No… Never say that in front of me again… my sides hurt now…”

I widened my eyes. “Oh? That’s your weakness? I have to say, it’s a bit humerus that the mighty Simon’s drawback are words.”

Simon deadpanned “So, should I make jokes about how your father likely bedded a she-dragon? Because most people with your boon need dragon blood in their veins.”

I stared at him, gobsmacked as Rainbow’s laughter increased, causing her to roll on the floor, he then replied, “Oh, and hon? I can tell that you nixed that thing with Dashie, I don’t know why, but let me just give you a heads up, there’s no way home. I was trying to give you someone who would give two shits about you emotionally. Seems it worked either way, but still.”

Well it’s a somewhat good thing I plan on exploring instead of staying here… still it was a nice thought of him, I’ll give him that.

Simon smiled and grabbed his hammer before slamming it on empty air as the shape of an odd mace formed, there being four protrusions from the handle shaped like the outline of the front of a skull when looking from the side. He then turned it into a red mist, sending it into my wristband as the buttons developed a fourth among their number, this one below the other three, and rectangular, instead of round. Simon grinned. “That mace lets you smash apart enchantments that aren’t displaced or void being in origin. Like the sword, it’ll only be able to break enchantments that are of your capability.”

“So the stronger I get, the higher level enchantment I can break?”

He nodded. “Oh, and before you ask, armor’s off limits, I’ve pushed my limits with the SIVA stuff I’ve given you already. I’d be risking getting you infected with SIVA if I did any more, and who knows what the hell that’d do with me not around. And don’t worry, I already bound the mace to ya, had some blood leftover.”

Thank whatever god of luck is out there for that. Not only did I want to have my own looks, but I don't think taking more needle jabs is the way to go with getting stronger. I was about to open my mouth, before Rainbow suddenly cut in.

“The way he summons these is with his own blood?” Rainbow said in concern. “Wouldn’t that cause some bad things to happen in the long run?”

Simon chuckled. “No, it’s not made of his blood, it is more like I used the blood from him to make it so they will only work for him now. If anyone else grabs his weapons, they’ll lash out at them. The sword will literally melt over the hand, and start eating it down to the shoulder. The daggers? They’ll explode with the force of dynamite. And the crossbow will fire its bolts at the thief. This mace will become a snake and bite the thief, before funnelling itself into them, and stopping their heart.”

I can just imagine all the traps I can do with that… wait, why am I thinking traps? Gotta stay away from that mindset Fred Jones has, very unhealthy.

Simon then looked to Dashie. “Also, mind if I ask you something?”

Rainbow shrugged. “Fire away.”

He looked to her dead in the eyes. “What does the name ‘Solaris’ mean to you?”

Rainbow blinked a bit, processing the question for a bit. “While it doesn’t bring up anything, I bet someone with that name would have to do something with Celestia. And having someone who told me what Celestia is like when she has time to goof around, probably would act similar to her.”

Simon chuckled. “Good, he has nothing to do with this world, then.” He looked to me and Dashie. “If you meet some guy named Solaris, claiming he is the god of the sun and holding a banner of a black and blue sun with a red background, get me, I don’t care what time it is, that guy is BAD news. He is from my dimension, my Celestia's father. I have been working for the Huntsman this whole time to get info about him and means to fight him. He drove Discord mad, and killed no less than five gods of my people.”

I stared at him for a bit, taking in everything he said. “While it makes me ponder my significance, I will keep it in mind as the last thing I want to do is to end my journey early. Or at all for that matter.”

“Not surprising considering stuff like that is happening in your universe.” Rainbow said, a little tense from the revelation. “I’ll make sure I’ll let Jax know whenever he comes by, so he can get you to fend him off.”

I then pulled out the key from my pocket. “So how did this thing work again? I just use it on a door, or chant some kind of magic words?”

Simon grinned. “Just use it on a door, Dashie can come with, if you want. Gods know the Huntsman would like the company.”

“And I’d definitely like to see what your skills are like.” Rainbow cut in. “After all, they go great with muscles!”

Simon chuckled “Oh, so you have been admiring his muscles, hmmm?”

Rainbow rolled her eyes. “I’m his workout trainer. I have to keep an eye on his muscles.”

Simon shrugs. “Hey, whatever helps explain the flaring in your soul.”

Rainbow Dash’s eyes widened, while I just looked on in confusion. “Since when could you see souls?” I asked.

He grunted. “After my SIVA ate me whole, the wraith powers have been a lot less… restrained. I have been discovering new stuff about my nature as an undead nano swarm.”

“Huh… neat. Well while I don’t know what the flaring is,” Rainbow Dash fist pumped from out of sight, “I do wanna go test my skills. So let’s get this going.”

Simon chuckled and whispered something to Dashie before making a door form from his nanites. “Normally, this door wouldn’t do jack shit, but thanks to that key, I can take us straight to the Huntsman’s arena.” He then looked to Dashie “You wanna see your big strong eggy work up a sweat?”

“Oh, up yours!” Me and Rainbow responded in unison. I then proceeded to move over to the door, opening it.

“-and I was wondering if you could see what’s-” The new voice stopped, as the door opened fully. The Huntsman, and two displaced I’ve never seen before were looking at the three of us, the Huntsman in joy, and the two displaced in a curious stare. They wore gear similar to what Simon was made of. “Who’s the newcomer?”

I cleared my throat. “I’m Jaxson, though I'd prefer it if you can just call me Jax. I’ve come to test my skills so I can get prepared for the displaced multiverse, maybe get better armor while I’m at it.”

The Huntsman nodded to Dashie. “And is this thy lover at thy side? Her frame is pleasing to the eyes. Thou hast done well!”

I glared at the Huntsman. “You and Simon just love doing interdimensional coupling don’t you guys?”

The armored looking one whistled. “Someone is stuck with an idiot ball.”

“Coming from the idiot himself?” The surprisingly masculine voice coming out of the one with a dress.

The Huntsman paused, a frown visible from under his helm. “I just commented on the fact that thou both came in soaked in sweat, was I incorrect? I apologize for my incorrect assessment. Didst thou just simply spar?”

“No, she’s just my workout trainer. She was helping me get physically ready for your arena, in case you didn’t notice the new improvements I’ve made.” I said while flexing.

The Huntsman smiled. “I honestly know little of mortal forms. But if thy strength hath increased, I will gladly let thee undertake thy first challenge! Now, tell me, what challenge wouldst thou desire?” He summoned a cage of three dragon looking creatures. One, built similar to a wolf, but with a long, barbed tail. The second was a strong looking creature built like a T-rex, but with huge arms and chitinous plating. The third and last one was a draconic humanoid, this one was not in a cage, but sitting at what looked like a table, eating a hearty meal.

The Huntsman smiled. “I have brought to thee three worthy foes! A Dracovian Dreadhound, a Brachydios, and a Dracovian hunter!”

Dracovian? Maybe I’ll get my boon powered up if I kill that thing, though the rest are very similar to dragons…

The Huntsman smiled. “I have painstakingly sought out these beings so that thy boon may grow stronger! Do not worry, the Hunter faces the possibility of death gladly, for the chance of a good battle, be it against thee, or at thy side!”

Yep, best to get as many of them as I can. Though I don’t know what I’ll do afterwards with... whatever I'm supposed to get out of them. “I’ll start off with the Dreadhound, and I might go for the hunter afterwards. Can’t think of any feasible way to beat that tank over there,” I pointed at the Brachydios, which angrily punched the cage. “So I plan on skipping him.”

The Hunter smiled at me from his table. “I look forward to our duel, young kin soul. Know that even if you decide to not grant me mercy if I am bested, I will face my end with honor.”

That guy could probably teach me about my boon given what he just said… maybe it’ll be best if I don’t go off the rails and kill him. If that’s an option.

Simon led Dashie to the empty stands as the Huntsman smiled to me. “I am glad that I have so many visitors this day. Days like these numb the pain of mine isolation.”

The one in the dress turned to the Huntsman. “You know, I’ve always wondered… couldn’t you just make a little building that non-displaced can visit?”

He nodded. “There are four, it is only that I need to link to a displaced token to allow transit between the realms. And if the displaced in question dies, then those here are stranded…” He sighed. “I could not face a soul that I doomed to share my fate… It has been largely fear that has stayed my hand.”

“Ah…” The man in the dress said sadly. “I actually would’ve been fine if you got them stuck in there before the invasion happened. I shudder to think what mad warlock had abducted them for and why.”

The Huntsman nodded. “And if they were in my realm, you could rest assured I would have made their stay pleasant…” He sighed and sat next to Dashie before looking to her. “Tell me, young mortal, what would thy choice be? Should I let their realms connect to mine own?”

Rainbow hummed in thought. “Out of everything that could happen? I’d do it. After all, in case some world ending freak comes by that we can’t stop, I’d run to here too in order to save me and my friends. Better than being dead.”

He nodded slowly. “Alright, I will look for four such individuals who would like to connect their realms to mine own.” He then smiled “But first, let us see the fight!”

As the Huntsman talked, I looked around for the entrance to the battle, before the man in the dress nudged me. “You might wanna consider going down those stairs.” He said, pointing to a staircase down to the arena’s fighting area that appeared from a wall. I walked down the staircase, equipping my crossbow in preparation for the first strike.

After I reached the bottom step and walked through the door, I found that the beast, a Dracovian Dreadhound if I recall its name correctly, was just being released from its cage into the arena. It saw me and raised its lethal tail threateningly, ready to swat away anything I sent its way.

A defensive position… maybe if I recall the sword just as I get close enough, I can get a potshot in. I slowly inched forwards, keeping the crossbow at the ready in case the Dreadhound charged me.

The Dreadhound then charged me just like I had anticipated, its tail tensing in preparation for a strong swipe at my vitals, moving at great speed straight to my side, as if it were planning to roundhouse me with its tail. I instantly fired, dropping the crossbow once the shot was released, and switching to the mace, the crossbow turning into a mist that flew into my wristband right as my mace appeared.

The Dreadhound reached me at a speed that would impress a cheetah, taking the bolt to its shoulder in stride before slamming its tail into me, knocking me into the far wall. I then heard Simon call out to me. “Remember what I taught you! Fight dirty!”

I nodded, pretending to rush at the Dreadhound, switching to a sword as I did so. It rushed back at me, but instead of meeting its charge head-on, I turned just as it charged at me, instead opting to run up the wall at the last second.

The Dreadhound snarled as the Hunter looked on with a wry smile before calling out. “Interesting, I do hope we get to fight, your ingenuity has piqued my interest.”

I paid no attention to the Hunter, focusing entirely on the fight. As the Dreadhound tried to slow to a stop, I grabbed the tail, pulling on it to latch myself onto the Dreadhound, using my legs to keep a firm grip on its body. I then cut the tail off, causing the Dreadhound howled in pain, rolling onto its side in an attempt to get me off as it slashed at me with its claws and bit with its teeth. Flinching from the on-coming assault, I kicked the beast square in the stomach, putting distance between the two of us. I swapped back to the crossbow, acting as if I was readying another shot.

The beast got to its feet slowly, seeming to be dazed by blood loss, before shaking its head slightly and growling at me before it was surrounded in a vortex of freezing cold! It seemed to grow razor sharp claws of ice over its previous dull ones, and it almost seemed to develop a set of armor made of permafrost, its tail wound being frozen solid and the bloody stump morphing into a frosty mace.

You’ve gotta be shitting me! If that thing has the mobility of the previous tail… I shook the thought from my head, narrowing my eyes in focus as I instead swapped to a mace of my own.

The Dreadhound rushed me, a little slower, but now much heavier. The beast flicked its tail at me to throw ice javelins at me. I side-stepped them, waiting for it to get close enough for an uppercut with the mace.

As the beast neared, I saw it open its mouth and spit out freezing cold mist at me, in an attempt at blinding me as it came from my left and rammed me into a wall.

Seeing as baiting him in wouldn’t work anymore, I opted to shoot back, switching to the crossbow and firing at the Dreadhound whenever I could, the SIVA-infused bolts visibly burrowing into the ice with root like growths, stopping inches from the beast’s flesh. If one of those were in its shoulder… damn, these things are tough!

But at the rate things were going, I guessed the Dreadhound’s armor was giving way, and decided to swap to a mace to break the armor apart.

The Dreadhound, smart enough to realize this as well, but apparently incapable of removing the armor already on it to make more, instead made its mace so large that it barely stayed off the ground! If that thing hits me, I’ll be in a world of hurt!

It began swinging its tail around, building up speed so as to hit me when it got close enough, it slowly drawing closer. Noting that there was a small enough gap for me to slide under, I moved back as far as possible while switching to the sword, waiting as it spun around with enough speed to not be able to see its surroundings, before I sprinted forward, getting ready to slide just as I was nearing the beast’s tail.

As it took its fastest swing yet, I slid under and sliced the Dreadhound in half, the armor melting as the tail flung itself into the wall, causing a large crack to form. Battered and exhausted, I smirked in victory, staring at the tail as it melted.

Suddenly, the Huntsman waved his hand over the arena, teleporting me over to the stands as the Dreadhound’s soul was absorbed by me, healing my wounds in the process. “I hath healed thine injuries and restored thine energies, let thy succor be met with the company of thine comrades!”

I looked towards the Huntsman, looking at the audience as I did so. The man in the dress had his helmet off, looking a little annoyed, as he glared at Pinkie Pie, who was cheering loudly while eating popcorn and candy. The armored guy was playing with his phone, giggling to himself as he did so, while Rainbow Dash and Twilight were just applauding excitedly.

Simon was looking at me with pride, and The Huntsman looked like he had won the lottery. “Never hath my arena been so full! This is a most glorious day indeed! What boon doth ye desire, Sir Jax?”

“Armor.” I said without hesitation. “I need armor for my upcoming adventures.”

He nodded before looking me over “ I shan’t give thee more SIVA armor, lest you be endangered with consumption, I doubt thy soul and mind shall survive it like Simon’s did, as thou art without wraith power.”

“He’s not wrong,” the man in the dress said from where he was. “The only reason I’m able to wear this armor is both because of my light, and a AI controlling the SIVA within. Granted I could do it myself, but trust me when I say it’s taxing on the mind anyways.”

Simon nodded “I had to make a minor AI to contain Jax’s SIVA to its pre made forms and not try to eat him. The AI is well within its operating limits, but a full suit of armor would push it a bit further than I am comfortable trying on a friend. On Solaris, maybe, but someone I would not like dead? Not so much.”

“So Simon…” Twilight trailed off for a moment waving her hand to get his attention. Simon turned to face her. “Exactly what’s an AI? And what are you made of that makes you shimmer?”

Simon smiled “I’m made of millions of microscopic machines all bound to work under the instruction of my soul, which is incapable of dying, and freely generates and destroys it, at will. AI is an acronym, it stands for Artificial Intelligence, which can range in complexity from something that exists to fulfill a purpose, like a drone, to a full-fledged living thing. Like me, now, technically. Before you ask, I used to be an undead human, not too different from Jax, except for my clothes, and my heart not beating, but then my SIVA ate me, and here I am. And yes, it hurt very much.”

Twilight nodded, furiously writing it down on her clipboard. “So how does an AI come into-”

*BANG*

I shot my gaze over to the sound to find the armored man holding a strange looking gun aimed directly at Twilight. I looked towards her to find a chip sticking in her head, slowly digging itself in and healing the damage it made as it went inside. Twilight was dead still for the entire thing.

The armored man then stood up. “Relax everyone! It’s just my chip gun, and I loaded it with a knowledge chip so we can skip the unnecessary talk.”

Everyone stared at him for a moment, before Twilight spoke up. “What just happened?”

Simon frowned before gently restraining Rainbow and Pinkie before levelly looking at the armored man “Will it do no harm to her?”

“Other than a small migraine, it’s more beneficial than harmful.” Everyone then looked at the armored man in disbelief. “What?” He held his hands up in defense. “I swear, it’s completely harmless beyond that! It’s literally just migraines, and probably some constipation, but it’s not lethal! In fact, knowledge chips are the only thing I got for this!”

Simon stared at him coldly “If I discover you hurt someone I genuinely enjoyed talking to, I will kick your happy ass so hard I leave boot marks on your colon!”

“You don’t have to do that.” The man in the dress said as he pulled out a even stranger weapon. “Rade?”

A small, diamond shaped robot appeared next to the armored man. “Just get it over with.”

“YOU FUCKING TRAI-” Was all the armored man got out before the armored man was then disintegrated by purple beams that shot out from the weapon.

The diamond shaped robot expanded it’s chassis, revealing blue light within. “Resurrecting in 3...2...1..”

And just like that, the armored man re-appeared out of thin air. “Y’know, I hate how you decided to take the slaps to the next level. Whatever happened to punching?” The duo then descended into an argument regarding their ability to come back from death.

Simon looked to Twilight and the other girls. “You girls okay? Nothing broken?”

The Dracovian ignored this commotion and instead looked to me “As it seems we are to do combat, it is only right we learn each other's names, I am Ugorn, son of Rogsha the crimson, and inheritor of the blade Drushang. If we decide on the battle being to the death, I shall see to it that I make your death as painless as possible, I humbly request you do the same, kinsoul.”

“Jaxson, where’s the reason to not do the same to you when you say that?” I said nonchalantly. “Though I don’t want this to be to the death, as I’m just pushing my skills here. Plus I have a feeling you know something about the boon the Huntsman gave to me.”

Ugorn smiled warmly. “Then may I pose a challenge? Mayhaps we make this interesting, and only use our fists? No wings, breath, blade or claws for me, and no weapons for you. I would wish to approach one who has just completed my peoples right of passage with respect! And a sparring match of pure physical strength sounds perfect!”

Physical strength huh? While I may not be as strong as them, it’s a good thing I’ve watched a lot of WWE. Sure it’s not going to help me a lot, but at least I may have some techniques that I can see coming and use. “Sounds like a deal to me.” I said, dropping the sword, it turning into a mist that went back to the band. “Besides, where I come from men don’t turn down a challenge like that.” I raised my fists up in preparation.
Ugorn smiled even brighter. “Let us be off to the arena then! I look forward to this spar! May it be something worthy of telling to our ancestors!” He then leapt from his seat to the arena, sticking his landing perfectly with his odd looking taloned feet gripping the floor, causing everyone except the Huntsman who was missing, to pay attention.

I went back into the arena before I slowly inched forwards, Ugorn doing the same as we got ready to brawl. Ugorn then opened his guard and smiled once again. “I give you first strike, as a sign of respect from one man to another!”

I smirked. “How nice of you.” I said, before rearing my right fist back for a uppercut, aiming behind the horns on his chin. “But unfortunately for you, I know how to maximize the damage!” I then attacked, successfully hitting the jaw without touching the horns, lightly lifting him off the ground as his head went facing upwards. I then did a roundhouse kick, throwing him to the side.

Ugorn collided roughly with the previously, and once again, cracked wall, now chuckling as he breathed smoke with excitement. “Now this gets the blood flowing! Have at thee, kinsoul! May the winner be granted glory!” He then leapt at me from the wall, using the cracked wall as a launch pad of sorts before landing a solid haymaker straight to my forehead, making me see stars for a moment while he picked me up and threw me back-first into a wall.

I grunted in pain, pushing myself off the wall. Momentum based. Have to prepare myself for that next time. I rushed back over to a moderate distance between me and Ugorn. I lunged forth with a jab aimed at his gut, attempting to knock the wind out of him.

Only, he saw this coming and grabbed my fist. “You telegraphed your move too much, brother! I could see that coming from a mile-”

I then lifted my legs up for a kangaroo kick, using my other arm to keep me up as he held my fist, hitting him square in the gut and causing him to lose his grip on my fist. I then leapt off of him with a grin. “See what coming from a mile away?”

Ugorn chuckles “My respect for you grows with each moment, brother! We shall make a great team!” He then leapt to a pillar and grabbed the base, ripping it from the floor and throwing it at my feet, forcing me to jump over the pillar as it raised dust to blind me.He was already at where I landed and uppercut me straight in the jaw, sending me soaring upward! He then ran to me as I fell and elbow-slammed me in the gut to the dirt, knocking the wind from my lungs and leaving me dazed! He then gasped as he realised he got carried away and looked to me in concern. “Do you yield, brother? I have healing magics that can help, but I may not use them until you yield, lest I bring shame unto you.”

Ok, fuck whatever reward I may get out of this, that was a pillar. Broken ribs or legs are not something I’d want now. I looked at him as I caught my breath, a thumbs up being my only reply.

He nodded and brought out what looked like a bone charm with various animal pelts wrapped around it, with leather strips tied to it and smaller bones dangling from the leather, him chanting in an oddly familiar language [“May the wounds of battle leave your body, and the strength of the wilds fill the void.”]

The huntsman then came in with my armor and looked around in confusion. “Did I miss the duel? Drat! I hath so yearned to see it!” He then sighed and looked us over as he smiled. “Seems that Ugorn has taken a liking to thee, young Jax, Dracovians rarely use their magics on non-family or people outside their own tribe. For him to do this, it means thou hast earned his respect greatly!”

Ugorn nodded. “He fights with a spirit rarely seen, I would be proud to call him brother.”

The fact that someone like him admires the determination I have to push forward is… actually kind of comforting. Maybe I will get to the level of godhood needed to navigate my own way home, if not ensure I’ll have a great adventure in the end.

The man in the dress nodded. “What he said was true. Any normal person would’ve just sat there bug-eyed as the pillar hit them. You on the other hand, clearly don’t intend on losing your second life so early. If it were up to me, I’d make you a horde leader, but I doubt you’d wanna spend the rest of your life as a robot.”

Simon smiled. “You pick them good, Huntsman!”

Rainbow Dash was on the edge of her seat. “That! Was! AWESOME!” She flew to me and hugged me tight, squealing fangirlishly. “You were so amazing! I knew you’d do well, with me training you, but those moves! They were awesome!”

I smirked. “All of that I learned from some of the best of course. That, and I used to fight on the streets in the previous life. Eventually you’d learn how to use a lot of grapples against their owner, when you do that for fun.”

I say that, and I’ve only watched WWE matches. I mean, yeah it’s possible for me to learn something, but I didn’t think I was that good!

Ugorn nodded proudly. “A true warrior! No less than the best for a kinsoul!”

The Huntsman nodded and brought out what looked like a suit of chiton-plated armor, the material looking light but sturdy as I was handed the armor. It also had some strange runes on it, which glowed with an oddly familiar power. When I looked to the Huntsman, he smiled. “This armor is imbued with my essence, once a week you may take on my aspect, taking on an echo of my power as your own. I must warn you however, taking on my power will be draining, and it will fill you with the bloodlust that took me centuries to master, so use it as a last resort!”

Not that I planned on spamming it anyways. Besides, having the power of a god at my disposal this early, may make me think things I shouldn’t with that mastery anyways, so it works out. “I’ll keep it in mind.” I said as walked up the stairs with the armor. “I’m pretty pooped anyways, so I think I’ll go crash somewhere for a bit.”

Simon’s grin widened. “Y’know, I should probably stop by my universe soon, wanna come with?”

I shrugged. “Sure. I mean, knowing what you’ve said about your universe, there’s plenty of things to fight there. That’s for later, of course, but for now I’ll just find a bed and lay on it over there instead.”

Simon nodded and looked to the huntsman. “I’ll tell you when I feel it is safe to link our universes. Last thing we need is for that Solaris bastard to come here.”

The man in the dress chuckled with the armored man. “Let him do so. As soon as we find out, we’ll jump over and infect his ass. Not to mention the fact we still have a planet’s worth of soldiers and allies on standby, which is only going to continue growing.”

Simon nodded “Yeah, but Solaris… I know nothing of his power level. Until I learn more, I don’t feel comfortable letting him anywhere near here. For all I know, he could drive The Huntsman crazy like he did Discord.”
“Oh, so the safety of him and Jax’s dimension.” The armored man said in realization. “Good thought right there, forgot about that.”

Simon nodded grimly “Yeah, I’d rather not risk having to do damage control on that.”

“Can we just go and lie dead on a bed for an hour or so?” I said, the adrenaline I got from the battle beginning to fade away. Simon smiled and nodded to Ugorn and the Huntsman “Let’s get poor Eggy to bed, he seems tired.”

One day, Simon, one day…

Simon then opened a door as the three of us walked through, Rainbow Dash saying that she’d see us later as I went through.

So I decided to push the word count a bit further, as I felt as if the chapters I've been making as of the late were just too short. I dunno if it's a natural feeling you'll get as a writer, or if it's really a problem, but let me know what you think in the comments below.

Going back to work on Amalgamous Contagion after this. Make sure to check out Shadows of Dawn! That's the other displaced of the story!

Editor:Vutava