Chapter 245

Chapter 245

Damian descended the stairs with a yawn, feeling truly refreshed after a good night's sleep.

As he walked toward the living room, he was surprised to see an unfamiliar woman conversing with his mother.

"Hmm?" Damian immediately paused upon realizing the woman looked familiar. Examining her closely, he thought of someone, but it seemed almost impossible.

"It seems he recognizes you, but it's like he doesn't want to believe it," Sophia said, chuckling at Damian's expression.Rêạd new chapters on no/v/e/lbin(.)com

"Do I seem familiar?" Jen asked, smiling at Damian.

"Jen... what happened?" Damian asked, confused.

"I got tired of being the only one who wasn't pretty in this family," Jen said, laughing softly.

Damian was slightly taken aback but then laughed heartily, happy to hear her refer to herself as part of "this family."

He knew Jen used to maintain a small barrier between herself and the rest.

"Well, I must say you do look quite beautiful," Damian said, smiling.

Sophia looked between Jen and Damian for a moment before a faint smile appeared on her face.

"Well, I have a small matter to attend to, so I'll leave you two to chat. Be right back," Sophia said, approaching Damian and kissing him on the cheek before leaving.

"I suppose you were absent this year due to your progressive physical transformation?" Damian asked, sitting where Sophia had been.

"That's right. I really didn't look very good when my hair started growing," Jen joked with an ironic smile.

"By the way, you've become really strong. I'm quite surprised," Damian said, looking at her.

"My experience with magic is not something many can match," Jen said, nodding.

"Anyway, I just wanted to ask if you remember what you promised me in exchange for the Time Stone?" Jen said, abruptly changing the subject.

"Eh? Of course, have you decided what you want?" Damian asked, a bit surprised at first but then simply smiling at her.

"I want to be part of your family," Jen said seriously.

"Haven't you always been?" Damian asked, genuinely confused until he saw her eyes.

Those eyes were very familiar somehow.

"Do you understand what kind of family I'm talking about?" Jen asked, looking into Damian's eyes.

"Yes, but to be honest, I find it hard to believe," Damian said, unsure of what expression to make.

"Of course, with my previous appearance, it was really hard to think of me any other way," Jen said, nodding.

''Don't say it like that either, it's just...''

"I'm really confused. I mean... you never showed the slightest sign. No, now that you mention it, I did notice you acting strange the last time we met," Damian said, suddenly recalling Jen's odd behavior when she gave him the Time Stone.

"Actually, I was really nervous that time. I hadn't felt that way in hundreds of years. In the end, I couldn't tell you what I really wanted to say," Jen said, mocking herself.

"First of all, I want to know, why?" Damian asked, looking at her.

"I don't even know how it happened," Jen said honestly.

"When we first met, everything seemed gray, but over and over, you started joking with me and inviting me to your house."

"Before I knew it, things started to have color. Still, at that time, I hadn't even remotely thought of you in another way."

"Then you had children and something I didn't know I still had reappeared. I started imagining what it would be like to have children, and at some point, they started to look like you," Jen said, giving a small laugh.

"That was the first time I thought of you as something more. I immediately felt stupid for thinking it."

"But that's how sudden thoughts are. They come and go; they're impossible to control. I started thinking, what if?"

"And here we are. Does that answer your question?" Jen asked, looking at Damian with an apparently calm smile.

Still, Damian could see her fingers tightly clutching her dress, indicating she wasn't as calm as she appeared.

"Yes, more or less. It's just that, to be honest, I didn't expect it. I'm quite surprised," Damian said honestly.

"You already gave your word," Jen said, smiling at Damian as if daring him to back out.

"I did, didn't I?" Damian said, laughing while shaking his head.

"Why do you act like you've made a bad deal?" Jen asked, looking at him while suddenly they were surrounded by swords pointing at Damian.

"It's just that, as I said, I didn't expect it, and now I don't know what to think," Damian said honestly.

"I can't argue with you on that, but at that moment, there was chemistry. We have an eternity together, so why rush? Don't you always see what's on my mind to know what I think and feel?" Damian said, looking at her while caressing her cheek.

"Besides, it wouldn't be pleasant for you either if it were this way," Damian said, leaving a kiss on Cortana's head.

"You're unfair," Cortana said, complaining. She was always easily convinced by his words. The bindings on Damian's arms and legs began to retreat before disappearing.

"Still, you're impressive. You really managed to contain me; I'm proud of you," Damian said, smiling as he stroked her head.

Cortana pouted but couldn't help but smile at Damian's praise.

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In Asgard.

Odin stood at the edge of the world, the void of space easily visible if he looked down.

A raven perched on his shoulder, calmly preening its feathers.

"You know what to do, go," Odin said, shifting his shoulder slightly.

The raven cawed before flying away. Even in space, it moved incredibly fast, disappearing from sight in an instant, leaving behind a dark aura.

Odin remained, staring into nothingness with his single eye. A great war was coming soon.

Odin's raven traversed space, constantly crossing dark portals until it reached the edge of the known universe.

A humanoid being of immense size floated in the void, forming some kind of sphere between its hands.

The humanoid turned its head slightly toward the raven, recognizing it and knowing who sent it.

The raven cawed in the middle of space, sending a message to the Celestial. It then turned and flew back through a dark portal to Asgard.

The Celestial paused its creation momentarily before resuming the formation of a sun between its hands.

Odin waited patiently at the edge of Asgard until his raven reappeared, flying quickly to his shoulder.

It cawed a few times to indicate its task was completed successfully.

Odin nodded and gently scratched the raven's head before returning to his palace, slowly ascending the steps to his throne before sitting.

"Sound the trumpet; we will soon go to war," Odin said softly to one of his guards.

The guard nodded without hesitation and left the throne room.

Throughout Asgard, the sound of a trumpet suddenly echoed in a sequence very familiar to the Asgardians.

Everyone paused for a moment before continuing their daily activities.

Only the soldiers quickly began preparing. War was not unusual in Asgard; warriors even longed for it. There was nothing worse for them than dying of old age.

Now that the alarm had sounded, everyone immediately began sharpening their weapons.

"Father! What happened?" Thor said, arriving quickly at the throne room.

"We're going to war," Odin said, looking at Thor.

"Against who?" Thor asked, looking at his father with some curiosity.

"Midgard," Odin said, looking at Thor with his single eye.

"What!? Why? Father, there's no reason to fight," Thor said, frowning.

"Yes, there is. You might think Damian is a pacifist with no interest in conquest, but you're wrong. I can see why he got along so well with Hela; his ambitions are greater than hers," Odin said, narrowing his single eye.

"What they call 'the system' is a kind of domain that has expanded across almost the entire galaxy and could soon reach Asgard."

"Once you're absorbed, it's not incorrect to say that Damian has total control over you, your thoughts, your life; everything would be under his control," Odin said, looking at Thor.

"Do you want that? Even assuming that man wouldn't use it that way, would you dare to leave your life in his hands?" Odin said.

Thor remained silent, his gaze dropping slightly.

"Can't we move Asgard?" Thor said with an uncertain expression and voice, wanting to avoid conflict.

"Who do you think you're talking to!?" Odin said, striking the floor with his spear, creating a deep sound that resonated throughout the hall.

"Have you forgotten that we are the rulers of the Nine Realms? There's nowhere to run. The die is cast, and the fight is inevitable. Decide whose side you're on," Odin said, looking at Thor.

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