DoorMan (MCU SI)

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DoorMan #95

The Archive, Uncharted Planet [February 2008]

–Colin Baxter–

"I hope you found what you wanted here," He waved off JIn'Ya who was back from his gallivanting as he was pouring through another book on the specifics of a cautionary tale of the galaxy.

It was kind of the go to story that everyone referred to whenever the topic of uplifting entire civilisations was brought up. Surprisingly, it was the same tale that was thought of as fiction back home.

The story of giving Advanced nuclear fusion reactor, a singular reactor, so that the people who were in the industrial age and were capable of consuming electricity would not die out in their first winter. The locals were obviously very happy for an unlimited, non polluting source of electricity, and the requirements of the entire civilization, apparently, could be fulfilled by that single reactor.

Alas, it happened. The thing that he knew would happen, as such was the nature of sentient life with emotions.

Jealousy. Resentment. Anger.

The placement of the reactor meant that people naturally closer to it became more prosperous and fearing the loss of said advantage, began zealously guarding their sacred treasure, leading to widespread losses and conflicts.

In the end, the civilisation that wanted to give a fledgling species a chance to survive a brutal winter that would have guaranteed a 50% loss of life, lit the spark for a war that decimated 80% of all life on that planet.

This was the boogeyman story used to justify or scare off any civilisation that truly wished to help other civilisations prosper. Now, on the other end of the spectrum, species like the Kree actively descended upon helpless civilizations and made them their slaves, or mined their planets for resources, using the native population as slave labour.

In his opinion, when the opposite end of the spectrum that was interference in natural civilisation development, as the Kree existed, there should have been some sort of framework that would have helped other species to advance and become member states, instead of being ruled by fear.

HE discarded the book and turned to Jin'Ya, "Did you find what you were looking for?"

"I am not sure. I have found something but I'm not sure if it will work."

He shrugged, "Okay. How much time do we have in here anyway?"

Jin'Ya retrieved a card from his pocket space, and replied, "We have about 7 hours left."

Huh, time moved a lot faster when he was engrossed in reading stuff that literally nobody on Earth had any idea of.

"So," He turned to Jin'Ya, "I've read here that they don't allow people from obviously backward civilisations to take home any piece or know how of technology that might result in disproportionate growth. Any way we can circumvent that?"

"You do realise that the Good Ways laws, accepted by most of the galaxy, were written for a reason, right? I understand your wishes but to hand over any sort of technology to humans of all races would be the height of folly. No, I did not bring you here so that you could bring back technology."

"Then why?"

"Well, for one, we needed you out of the equation while the rest did their work, and two, I don't think the Hell Vampires have their claws in Xandar so that you can work on getting back up to fighting speed. Also, I think a change in scenery is good for you humans."

"Huh," Was all he could say to that as JIn'Ya flew off to do…things.

He then turned around and changed the course of his study. Since he was here to get back to fighting shape and it was probably going to take a while to do that, might as well study stuff about challenging terrains he can find where he can do his training.

Like the ones Fat Thor would undergo to become Fit Thor again, in the future. Maybe.

So, with renewed gusto, he dove back into the index, which was just a handy dandy little tablet that had all the books, and papers and news, gathered by genre, date, time modified, most accessed, most popular, least popular and more. It was surprisingly intuitive, as he would just select a book, and then a robot would float from underneath the platform and would just disappear into the ocean of books here.

Then, after a minute or so, it would return into the chambers beneath the platform and then, he would have a book in his hand, or rather, a temporary copy of the book. That technology was also very sweet because the book would just be recycled apparently, turning the old paper into blank paper, stripping the ink and then reusing it. A masterclass in sustainability apparently, as all the power in this place came from harnessing the heat from the lava on top and below the entire facility.

There was a book on the workings of this place as well. They had these tubes, running around the entire facility, which allowed for the movement of high pressure lava from the bottom of the facility to the top of the facility, allowing for a small cavity, wherein this huge space was created. He had no doubt that spatial magic was used in the creation of this place because the size of that volcano would never be able to fit this place inside it, especially considering the shape of a volcano and the long space that this library had.

They also used Vibranium to get the energy from the high pressure lava, to run the whole thing all the time.

With his training montage in mind, he dove back into the books, searching for interesting planets and terrains. After all, he could not just hope that whatever Jin'Ya found with his access level in this place would actually work on his arms or not.

Also, he wondered what Jin'Ya meant by the rest doing their work.

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Ta-Lo Space

–Red Matron–

"You know, I never thought I would say this but I kind of wish the Parasitic Dragon was here right now." She said and then snarled as she had to pull off yet another invisible demon who clung to her body by literally ripping it in half. 

These pesky demons were very tenacious, sticking their claws in her body even when dead and ripped into two.

It had been nothing but hours and hours of this, ripping apart demons who came in their way, and as far as she could see, the only way here was through them. She was doing her part, casting a wide area blood net, allowing for nothing to pass through undetected and the Water Dragon was casting wide area light spells, cleansing the weaker demons and weakening the stronger ones, so she could finish them off with ease.

All the while, the Bald Headed Demon, the supposed strongest of their group was floating with her eyes closed, her entire body glowing golden as she pointed them at their target. She wondered how that brat even survived an hour in this place, if this was the intensity of the attacks on him.

No wonder the brat thought losing both his arms was a worthy trade off to get out of here. Still, it elevated the brat's position in her mind, to have survived all of this, and that too with a dead weight hanging off of him? Impressive.

All thanks to that neutral Chi. Ah, how she wished she could get a taste of that. That was probably the only reason she was going through with the whole plan with the level of enthusiasm she had right now. Any way she could increase her chances of getting her hands on that, it would be worth it.

That didn't mean that she couldn't get absolutely angered and frustrated at the unending hordes of Demons that the Dread Lord was sending their way, doing nothing but making her angry, as her face twisted in an angry snarl, sending forth an omnidirectional wave of blood disintegration spell, making the Demons flop uselessly to the ground in a circle around all of them.

Only for another horde to come barreling through, crushing the Demon corpses below.

"How long?" She shouted at the Bald Headed Demon but received no reply as they continued to make slow and steady progress towards the epicentre of Dormammu's invasion of this space.

She knew intellectually that the Ancient One, clad in her Vishanti's cloak, would be their best bet at repelling Dormammu but that still put destroying the vast majority of their obstacles on her and the Water Dragon, who was not as strong as her but was useful in weakening most of the fodder that was sent their way.

Argh, she would have to bathe in the tears of the Dark Elves when she went back to get rid of this Demonic stench.

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