Marvel : The God Of Punishment System

The Ancient One's brow furrowed with concern. "What exactly are you planning?"

"Remember when you promised to teach me the Borrowing Method, Master? You kept saying you'd find a suitable pathway, but never delivered. Have you finally worked it out?"

Ancient One's eyebrows rose knowingly. "You intend to..."

"Exactly! What better opportunity than now? Dormammu's actively seeking Earth's infiltration, so his standards for lending power must be at an all-time low! Shouldn't be too difficult to slip in among his would-be disciples, right?"

The Sorcerer Supreme contemplated his proposal. "The logistics aren't impossible, but... how much power are you seeking to borrow?"

Jason gestured expansively. "As much as I can handle!"

Ancient One allowed the faintest smile to grace her features. "Dormammu ranks among the most formidable dimensional demons. While Earth's magical barriers protect you here, beyond these boundaries, you'd be exposed to his direct assault!"

"No worries there – I've got complete confidence!" Jason thumped his chest with bravado. His assurance stemmed from his divine sanctuary. Like Dormammu's dark dimension, his God Domain existed within an isolated dimensional space. Without his explicit guidance, no entity could locate or infiltrate it.

Should danger arise, he could retreat into his realm where none could pursue. Perhaps the ultimate survival strategy in all existence.

Ancient One nodded decisively. "Very well, I'll facilitate this risky endeavor."

With fluid hand gestures, she constructed a massive portal that engulfed them both. In an instant, Jason found himself beneath an alien starscape.

Desert sands stretched endlessly in every direction as he stood atop a three-tiered stone platform. Is this the ceremony beginning?

The Ancient One extended her palms, black energy manifesting between them. This darkness surged toward Jason, wrapping around him like living shadows.

He monitored the energy carefully, relieved to find it harmless. Instead, it transformed his very essence, altering his metaphysical signature.

"Once you accept this borrowed power, Dormammu will hunt you relentlessly. Are you absolutely certain?" Ancient One questioned gravely.

Jason spread his arms wide, grinning. "Bring on the storm!"

As mystical seals formed beneath the Sorcerer Supreme's fingers, strange energetic rhythms pulsed through the dimensional fabric. Reality itself began warping around them.

Jason detected an otherworldly fragrance – a peculiar sensation that defied normal senses. Dark dimensions possessed their own unique aromas.

Without warning, a terrifying fissure split the heavens above, revealing impossible colors. Chromatic darkness – black yet somehow prismatic.

Suddenly, tremendous force crashed down from above, manifesting as a column of light stretching between dimensions.

The system chimed immediately: [The system has detected a gift from a demon god. Do you want to extract it? ]

Extract.

Instantly, overwhelming dark energy flooded his system. Jason carefully channeled this power toward the second fruit of his World Tree. It pulsed, vibrated, then exploded into stellar dust.

Evolution followed. The nebula compressed, condensed, and reformed into a perfectly spherical darkness.

The Second God Domain had been successfully established.

Jason attempted to continue development using the infernal power, but something abruptly terminated the flow. Opening his eyes, he found Master Ancient One regarding him with unprecedented shock.

"Ahem... why that expression?"

Before she could respond, an enormous pupil materialized within the celestial crack. Then came an earth-shattering roar of absolute fury: "ANCIENT ONE!"

Overwhelming force crashed down upon them both. Ancient One raised her hand, instantly sealing the dimensional breach.

Jason's thoughts raced with newfound respect. Dormammu's power truly exceeds comprehension!

As the Sorcerer Supreme turned toward him, surprise colored her exclamation. "Hmm?"

The sealed fracture suddenly twisted and tore like fabric being shredded by an invisible hand. Chromatic darkness returned, and Dormammu's massive visage pressed through dimensional barriers.

"Ancient One, you've pushed too far this time! I will destroy you!"

Ancient One's eyes blazed with intensity as she formed seals and chanted. The crack compressed violently, as if gripped by a cosmic hand.

"Ancient One, all debts must be repaid eventually. You cannot hide forever!"

She remained silent until the dimensional tear vanished completely, returning starlight to the night sky. Finally, she turned to him. "What did you do?"

Jason feigned innocence. "Me? What could I have done?"

"Dormammu hasn't exhibited such rage in centuries. Tearing through Earth's protected dimensional fabric from across realities requires enormous investment on his part."

Jason shrugged casually. "Well, since I don't know when I'll get another chance to... acquire resources, I took a bit extra. What's wrong with that? He's a demon god – since when do they get stingy about sharing?"

Ancient One fixed him with a glare. "Beware the corruption of dark forces. Once you fall, no one can save you!"

"Relax, I can handle ten times this amount without breaking a sweat!"

The Ancient One waved her hand, conjuring two portals – one to New York, the other to Kamar-Taj.

Before departing, she offered final counsel. "New York is your responsibility now. If circumstances overwhelm you, evacuate the citizens first. Remember, their target is Heaven itself, not mortal settlements."

Jason's smile carried devilish satisfaction. "Don't worry – I'll deliver a surprise they'll never forget!"

…

The day after Jason's return to New York, Stark Industries orchestrated a major press conference. Tony Stark commanded the spotlight alongside representatives from the Pentagon and White House.

They unveiled Project Genesis – Stark Industries' controversial machine defense initiative. One thousand cutting-edge defense robots would commence 24/7 city patrols starting immediately.

While the project had faced prolonged debate over ethical and safety concerns, New York's current crisis demanded immediate implementation.

Jason attended as an honored guest. Observing Stark's charismatic performance on stage, he allowed a knowing smile to surface.

At the post-conference reception dinner, Jason sought out Tony.

They stood together at a panoramic window. Jason studied Stark's profile intently.

"Enjoying the view? I don't swing that way, you know."

"Neither do I, usually. But you're special, Tony."

Jason shifted his gaze to the glittering cityscape below, resting his hands casually on the windowsill. "Think the Genesis Project might render my Avengers obsolete?"

Stark chuckled smoothly. "Hardly. My robots handle routine matters only. For genuine threats and emergencies, the Avengers remain indispensable!"

Jason's eyes returned to Stark. "Perhaps I should submit my resignation to President Penn. Maybe the world functions better without me meddling, don't you think?"

Within Stark's consciousness, Mephisto viciously agreed. Good riddance to troublesome pests!

But maintaining Tony's persona, he couldn't voice such sentiments. Moreover, the threat lurking beneath Jason's words wasn't lost on him.

After calculating responses, he offered, "Funny you mention help – I've designed numerous battle armors during downtime. Perhaps the Avengers would find them useful? Might increase their survival chances considerably."

"How thoughtful of you..." Jason paused deliberately. "You wouldn't install any hidden backdoors to control those suits, would you?"

"Ha ha! Of course not! Feel free to recruit the best programmers for comprehensive security audits!"

Jason locked eyes with him. "Excellent! I'll ensure the Avengers express their gratitude personally for your generous contribution!"

"My pleasure."

They clinked glasses, red wine swirling like the evening breeze as they shared calculated pleasantries.

When the dinner concluded, they parted ways with false warmth. Stark remained on the entrance steps, watching Jason's departure.

Behind those calculating eyes, Mephisto's consciousness cackled malevolently. Soon you'll be my prisoner. Then I'll savor your soul, piece by exquisite piece, until I discover the source of your power!

Inside the limousine, Jason's smile evaporated completely.

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