Discimer - I don’t, and have never cimed to, own Marvel or its Intellectual Property. This is all just so that I take my madaptive daydreaming and turn it into something so that it does not ruin the rest of my day.

  DoorMan #2

  The Red Hearth, ’s Mindscape [January 1, 2008]

  – Baxter–

  He felt his mind expand as a kaleidoscope of colours assaulted his mind, his ability allowing his mind and soul to reach out throughout the multiverse. He had been a wee bit child when he had lost his parents and then uncovered his ability to do…this. While it was exceedingly hard and very fusing to make sense of what his ability was back then, he knew video games back then, it was his favourite thing and while it was kinda childish of him to think of making this as a Videogame as well, it kind of worked out in the end.

  With little, okay a lot of help from the A One and more importantly, from Old Man Wong, he mao make this a very nifty way of sc for alternative dimensions across the multiverse, both tethered and uhered.

  As he was now, he was strong yes but he was not all powerful. Physically, he was much strohan Captain America but not as strong as Luke Cage was. So no bulletproof skin though his body was gettier aer at stopping most puncture wounds, and no throwing around trucks, though small cars were in his realm of capability.

  All in all, a very strong C-grade threat, if he could say. Someone who take out teams of trained men with ease but a bullet to the head will take them out all the same as the normal people, though the bullet might o be a tad bigger. Now, once he factored in his Sorcery and his Doors, then things began to ge.

  Even then, he would hesitate to call himself an S-css threat, A css at best, even with his doors. All he had until now were 7 doors, one for each year that his ability had been active. It had been 7 years sihen and all he had to show for it were the css four elements, an lorified light bulb. The only ones worth mentionihe st two doors, the CHI door, and the Kiic Laser doors. Both of them gave him very nifty abilities, offensive as well as defensive capabilities, not to mention the overall passive boosts he got from making that door stay open all the time.

  He was a literal superhuman now, with all the extra CHI running in his body. He had it in his blood now, so much so that the A One warned him to reduce his iions with Kun’Lun iure because some of the more pragmatic elders there might just capture and store him in their dungeons because he was essentially the same as their Dragon. Punch his heart with their fists, absorb his CHI, and voi, Bootleg Iron Fist created!

  The Kiic sers were nifty as well, especially in an omnidireal way because after fighting a literal horde of demons when he was 17, all by himself, simply because he could bee a ball of sers in the middle of their army riceless, even for Kamar Taj as a whole.

  Also, he might have been taken advantage of as a kid, without being paid for it. He called child bour!

  His mind wandered around itself as his soul finally did a s of all the dimensions avaible to him, and then rehe UI for the literal dimension searg that he did on a semi-weekly basis. It was actually Jin’Ya’s theory that the more he tried to expose his soul to his weird ability, the more capable it would bee of opening new doors.

  As usual, the UI rendered and then he was greeted to a page that had a big S on the left, with a number of regur boxes on the right. He could mentally scroll through the list of the dimensions that were on the right.

  The oed right now was the most used dimension, i.e., the CHI dimension. The dispy on the right showed just golden light, yup, that was all there was in that dimension. It was something weird, not ing to normal physics rules at all, like there was not even gravity in the dimension so no life could form there, even if the dimension was teically full of what many oh might call the “Lifeblood” of every species.

  “Alright, let’s see what we have here,” He muttered as he plopped his ass on the most fortable chair he could imagine, which was more along the lines of a bed as a box of his favourite caramel pop appeared on his p, pleting the stereotypical movie theatre setup.

  Looking past all the windows that were highlighted, those were the ones he already made a Door for. He was looking for the sed ones.

  “Aww, only 6?” He whined as the number was far less this time for some reason. While Jin’Ya’s theory of exposing his soul to this UI looked solid but it would seem they might have to do something else because the number of dimensions being sed was only decreasing. Not the overall number but the number of new dimensions that be opened with his doors. The filter was set on only new dimensions, so these 4 were the only new ones.

  Ohe total dimensions sed were 1700, which might sound like a lot but the majority of them were useless to him. Like, what was he going to do with a dimension filled with just bohe universe was a truly weird pbsp;

  “Let’s see,” he muttered as he selected the first green dimension. The big s flickered before a se full of trees greeted him. Trees everywhere, bathed in green fog.

  “The heck? Is this the Green?” Thinking of the elemental force primarily based in the Diverse. It looked the same as this dimension though there might be differences. Might be useful but nht now. Once he had to work o Earth’s enviro back to sustainable levels after defeating the Big bads of this universe, of which there was no ck of.

  Moving on, he looked at the yellow dimension. He blinked as he sas of gold. Yup, Gold bullions, as if this was Fort Knox or wherever the world’s govers kept their gold reserves. It was all very ly stacked as well, f pyramids, mountains, and more of that stuff.

  Pass.

  He selected the dimension, which was light blue. Seleg that, he saw ay dimension, with white as far as his eyes could see. He couldn’t really know more about this pless he used one of his Doors and currently, he was all out of doors. Even if he did have o wouldn’t be used on some possible useless dimension.

  Pass.

  The one ink. The big s just showed a huge dimensional box filled with pink liquid of some sort. His mind began rag as some of his fantasies reared their ugly heads, telling him about the possible uses of something like a magik liquid but he shook his head. This was not the time to think with his little head.

  Pass.

  With that, the UI colpsed as he found himself ba his mindscape, in the same position, toug the giant door, floating mid air.

  Sighing, he exited his mindscape and found himself ba the pseudo dimension which colpsed, depositing him ba the same ritual circle that Jin’Ya activated.

  Opening a door on reflex, he took a deep swig of pure distilled water from his Water Dimension to get rid of the acidic taste in his mouth that was always deposited in his mouth when a pseudo dimension colpsed.

  Taking a deep breath, he was about to ask Jin’Ya who was lounging on his own tiny chair with–was that a facepack?

  “What the fuck?”

  “Language!” He felt a bonk on his head apanied with that sor shit.

  “Fuck you! I am 19 now AND you are staying under my roof.” He drew himself up, even as Jin’Ya deadpa him, looking up from his book that he was reading, while having a facepa his face, which was tiny as well.

  “Why do you evehose? You are a freaking Psionic Dragon, you could shed that body and create a new oh literal shining skin whenever you want to.”

  Jin’Ya floated at his level, not even breaking stride as he replied, “This self-care thing is good. Humans have adva a remarkable rate when it es to taking care of etic things, though, oddly enough, despite having most of the power in society, most of this self care stuff has been catered to women, not men. This is another one of my experiments.”

  He sighed at that, then cracked up at the self care bit. Ah, if only Jin’Ya knew. Actually, shouldn’t he know all this?

  “Shouldn’t you know all this? You know, being a Psionic dragon and all that.”

  “For the st time, I don’t willy nilly go around trying to read in all the Astral output of Humanity, it would leave me not just atose but surely with an intense urge to perfenocide on your species. So, for both yours and my sake, I refrain from doing that.”

  “I see, go on with your experiment then. Do give me a copy of your clusion though. In the meantime, did you log the time like I told you to?”

  “Who do you think I am, a human? I did log your time, it has been 1 hour 3 minutes ih time, signifitly shorter than your first trip under my supervision, which took about 16 hours if my Eidetic memory serves me right.”

  “Right. There goes the mandatory Draic superiority.”

  “What?! It’s nance if it is true.”

  “Yes, it is. It is in the way you say it.”

  “..Agree to Disagree then.”

  “You have got to stop watg Reality TV these days..” he sighed and got out of the basement. He might have been joking with Jin’Ya about the deadli he did have a i to get to, and only about 16 hours to make sure that none of his friends had the same outfit.

  “I will be out for the weekend. Don’t blow up the Red Hearth.” He Jin’Ya before waving his hands a bunch of times in the air, feeling so stupid and self scious, until the Portal Gods finally took pity on him and opened a small flickering portal for him.

  Jumping through, he arrived on his Earth Pad, which was decidedly less cool than his Mars home. He even named his pars as the Red Hearth, which retty smart in his opinion, not in Old Man Wong’s eyes though who cared about Old people’s advice?

  His nose wrinkled as he felt the air quality drop by magnitudes when pared to the Red Hearth. Having enhanced lungs might have meant that polluted air wouldn’t give him cer but it did nothing about his ability to differentiate between them.

  Sigh, it might have been worth it to take the Green Door, just to spawn a couple of Pure Oxygen trees around his apartment.

  “Nah, too much work.” He grinned like a loon as he slipped into his wardrobe, about to sew some st minute ges on his e, which would definitely NOT take a lot of time.

  A/N - What do you guys think about the Power UI.

  Also, the MC is 18 right now and he awakened his powers at the age of 12 and on his birthday, getting a Door for each successive birthday.

  Also, if I haven’t said it before, this story will focus more on individual struggles with some world ending serious stuff mixed in.

  Yes, Wong is his guardian, officially and magically.

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