Chapter 619: High Profile Recruitment!

Chapter 619: High Profile Recruitment!

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Galactus's admission of defeat reverberated through the aftermath of their battle. The cosmic entity, once towering and imposing, now knelt before Peter with a palpable resignation.

The reason behind this easy surrender lay in the contract, which both of them signed prior to this, a binding force that echoed within Galactus's very soul, telling him that he simply had no choice in the matter. Even if he used every fiber of his being to go against the contract, it wouldn't work.

Floating in the emptiness of space, Peter gazed at the subdued Galactus with a triumphant smirk. "Oh, relax and stand up. It's just three promises. It's not like I'm going to make you sell me your souls or anything..." He says jokingly, a devilish smile flashing across his face.

Galactus, aware of the gravity of his situation, didn't believe that Peter wouldn't take advantage of him. He hesitated for a moment before getting straight to the point and asking, "What do you want?" His words carried an underlying tension, as he prepared himself for the potential eternal enslavement that a single one of these promises could entail.

Peter, however, surprised the cosmic entity by leaning back and crossing his arms. "You know what? I don't need anything right now. I think that I'll save my promises for a rainy day."

Galactus's eyes widened in disbelief. The concept of leaving such powerful promises unclaimed seemed unfathomable to him. "You... you're not going to use them? You could control me for eternity, kill me, or even set me against your worst enemies with just a single promise!"

Peter chuckled, reveling in the unexpected turn of events. "I've got no use for that kind of power right now." He shrugged uncaringly, his expression turning more serious. "But, I'm willing to make a separate deal with you."

Galactus raised an inquisitive brow, curiosity mingling with caution. "A separate deal?"

Peter held up his hand, displaying the six rings adorned with the shimmering infinity stones. "These bad boys can do wonders Didn't you want to use them?"

Galactus, taken aback, voiced his astonishment. "You'd give me the Infinity stones?"

Peter couldn't help but burst into laughter at the sheer audacity of Galactus's question. "Give you the Infinity stones? Hell no! These beautiful babies belong to me. But, I'd be willing to use them to help you with that little hunger problem of yours," he replied, his eyes gleaming with a hint of mischievousness. "For a fee, of course."

Galactus stared at Peter in a mix of shock and uncertainty. The cosmic entity struggled to discern whether Peter was an unexpectedly kind soul, genuinely offering assistance, or a cunning devil, hiding his true intentions while exploiting Galactus's hunger issues for further gain.

After a prolonged moment of silence, Galactus, in his booming voice, finally asked, "What do you want in return?"

Peter, a devilish grin still lingering on his face, casually moved his hand up to his chin, cupping it as he pondered. "Simple, big guy. I want a couple of promises from you. First, no more hurting or killing innocent people. That means no more snacking on inhabited planets."

The cosmic entity, still processing the enormity of the deal, found himself nodding in acknowledgment. The simplicity of Peter's desires contrasted sharply with the power he held, leaving Galactus intrigued and, in a way, grateful for the unexpected turn of events.

With the deal firmly agreed upon, Peter snapped his fingers, conjuring a magical contract that materialized before them. The parchment, adorned with mystical inscriptions, detailed the terms of their agreement in simple yet binding language.

In exchange for Peter's solution to Galactus's perpetual hunger, the cosmic entity vowed, to the best of his ability, to refrain from harming, killing, or negatively impacting innocent lives. He would make Earth his new home and join the Avengers, becoming the guardian of the planet and its people.

Peter also added a clause about Galactus doing his utmost to protect Peter's family in case of unforeseen dangers.

The enchanted pen, familiar from their previous dealings, appeared in Peter's hand. With a nonchalant grin, Peter signed his name in blood on the contract, sealing his commitment. He then handed the contract and pen to Galactus, who rolled his eyes at Peter's penchant for contracts before scrutinizing the document and signing it himself, blood extracted for the ink.

Once the blood had dried, Peter stashed the contract away. He turned to Galactus and asked, "Ready?"

Galactus nodded, expressing the anticipation he had harbored for this moment. The relentless hunger had gnawed at him for what felt like an eternity, and now, the promise of relief loomed before him.

Holding up his hand adorned with the shimmering infinity stones, Peter snapped his fingers. The rings emitted a blinding light that surged toward Galactus, enveloping his colossal figure. The cosmic energy penetrated his being, inducing alterations to satiate the insatiable hunger that had plagued him.

As the seconds passed, Galactus grunted in pain, and even Peter, the wielder of the mighty infinity stones, felt the strain. The process proved unexpectedly challenging and exhausting, considering Peter's previous use of the stones to bring life to countless planets across the universe.

'How the hell is this harder than revitalizing millions of barren planets?!' Peter shouted inwardly.

Eventually, Galactus collapsed to the ground, writhing in pain, while Peter found himself on his knees, beads of sweat tracing down his face. And soon enough, the glow of the stones dimmed, signaling the conclusion of the transformative process.

Breathing heavily, Peter turned to Galactus, "do you feel any different?" He asked, hoping the endeavor had succeeded.

Galactus, his entire body sore and aching, took a moment to assess himself. "?"

A split second later, the realization dawned upon him, the hunger was gone. He sat up, looking down at his body in astonishment. "It's gone... It's finally gone," he muttered, a lone tear trickling down his cheek, surprising even Peter, who refrained from commenting.

Expressing profound gratitude, Galactus looked down at Peter. "Thank you You have no idea how long I've had to suffer"

With a casual demeanor, Peter replied, "No problem. I'm happy to help."

A/N: 1800 words :) Longish Boyish Gimme dem stones

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