Marvel: The Psychologist Who Stole Wanda and Gwen's Hearts!

The Ballerina Twins regretfully stepped back.

Lorien waved his hand, recalling the two replica Ballerina Twins behind him.

"At home and in the office, having you as my secretaries and housekeepers is enough. As for your clones, I’ll place them on Cybertron, one of the Transformer civilizations, to serve as elders and stewards.

Your clones will be responsible for recording everything that happens there and conveying my words. They will act as my messengers."

When Lorien finished, the Ballerina Twins nodded together.

"Yes, Master."

...

Next came the Mrs. Snow Woman comic.

Lorien casually took it out in front of the Ballerina Twins, flipped through it, then put it away again.

It was just for show—he didn’t look at it for more than two seconds.

But even in those two seconds, the Ballerina Twins exchanged a look.

Then Bella asked, "Does Master like these?"

Uh oh.

Lorien suddenly realized he had forgotten—the Ballerina Twins weren’t simple machines anymore.

But he wasn’t going to admit anything directly. After thinking for a moment, he gave a helpless reply.

"I’m human. You are Transformers. We’re not the same."

Besides, setting aside whether or not that was even possible, they’d need the right... features first. Otherwise, wouldn’t that just be like drilling into a steel plate?

But the moment he said that, the Ballerina Twins exchanged another glance, then turned back to him.

"Our bodies are not purely mechanical," Aria explained. "We are companion robots modeled after female ballet dancers."

"So now we possess a nervous system, organ systems, and a nano-system," Bella continued.

"If you wish, please allow us to demonstrate."

Ah...

So that was what they meant. They were like invincible companions, two-dimensional fantasy brought into three-dimensional reality. They had everything.

He didn’t doubt they could show him—but time was short.

"Then show me a mouth that can bite," Lorien said.

"Yes."

Bella stepped forward at once.

Before his eyes, her smooth face split at the mouth, revealing full red lips. She opened them wide, exposing a complete oral cavity—tongue, mucous membrane, tonsils, and even her throat.

With simulated breathing, her throat contracted and released.

"Enough, enough."

Lorien quickly motioned for her to close it.

This was giving him a headache.

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Two pieces of metal—how could they be this alluring?

And if her mouth could change like that...

Of course, other parts could too.

Cough, cough.

Lorien waved his hand, brushing the thought aside. Too dangerous.

No doubt the material was flexible metal, probably indistinguishable from a real body, maybe even better.

But it was still... strange. He’d need time to get used to it.

He moved on to check his other rewards.

[Atomic Heart Succubus Fridge (Kitchen Edition) x1!]

[Description: Although she is merely a top-level intelligent chef robot, her rich emotional system can provide food filled with love, both psychologically and physically!]

Great. Another one.

Lorien glanced at it and immediately felt she was probably more trouble than she was worth. Best not to enlighten her yet.

He put her away for now, planning to place her in the kitchen later to see if she could at least make dinner.

That left the final two critical hit rewards.

[Marvel Infinity Stone Blind Box x2!]

He checked the description.

[Infinity Stone Blind Box: Open the box to randomly obtain one Infinity Stone.]

That was it. Short and simple.

Nothing special—just two Infinity Stones.

Lorien was speechless. Then he went ahead and opened both at once.

[Ding~!]

[Successfully opened. Obtained: Mind Stone!]

[Ding~!]

[Successfully opened. Obtained: Power Stone!]

A yellow and a purple stone appeared in his hands.

Lorien looked at them, feeling a wave of helplessness.

What was this? Food that was tasteless to eat yet a pity to throw away.

You could say they were useless, but even a single stone used to its full extent could reach the Universal-level.

You could say they were useful, but only in limited ways here.

In the greater Multiverse, not to mention a single stone—even a complete set was worthless.

Still, that didn’t mean they couldn’t be used at all.

"The Power Stone goes to Gwen, the Mind Stone to Wanda. Perfect."

Lorien thought for a moment, then put the stones away. Next, he turned to the final reward.

[Marvel Multiverse Editor (Couple Edition) x3]

The moment he saw the word "Multiverse," Lorien knew this one wouldn’t be simple. Especially with the word "Editor" attached—it had to be something formidable.

But when he read the last part of the name, his heart sank.

He opened the description, and sure enough—just as he expected.

[Description: Allows the host’s partners to freely edit their identities, origins, experiences, pasts, and more across the entire Multiverse!]

In short, this was a treasure that could permanently rewrite the Multiverse itself.

If there weren’t restrictions binding it to his girlfriends, its power would be terrifying. He could, for instance, edit this universe so that the Living Tribunal didn’t exist. Or directly erase the Five Abstract Entities from reality—gone, just like that.

As long as he didn’t strengthen his targets, he could freely weaken or even delete them. And what’s more, it wouldn’t just be one universe erased—it would wipe out every universe across the Multiverse.

Change one thing, and the entire Multiverse changed with it.

That was insane.

But now, it could only be used on Wanda, Gwen, and Hela. And it couldn’t be applied to himself.

Because Lorien was already beyond the level of a normal Multiverse. His super-template also blocked causality-based weapons.

At this point, there was only one Lorien across the entire Multiverse. Even if editing were possible, what could he even change?

What, make himself bigger down there? Then it wouldn’t just be play anymore—it would be something lethal. Wanda would definitely refuse to "play" with him ever again.

So really, this tool could only be used on the three women.

Though, not all of them needed it.

Who didn’t? Gwen.

There was only one Spider Gwen in the entire Multiverse. No variants, no alternates. She didn’t need editing.

And Hela? Lorien thought about it. Probably not her either. No matter the outcome, her fate was always Ragnarok—she died in nearly every universe. Being able to meet Lorien at all was already an incredible stroke of luck for her.

That left Wanda.

Lorien crushed one editor.

Crack—

With that sound, a preview of the entire Multiverse unfolded before his eyes.

There was the Fantastic Four.

There was What If.

There was Tony as the Sorcerer Supreme.

There was Tony as a dictator.

And countless more.

The Multiverse was endless. You could never finish looking through it all.

And even if you wanted to edit it, every change had to make sense in every universe, or chaos would follow.

So Lorien thought for a while, then gave the simplest possible command.

"Delete every Wanda across the Multiverse. Leave only the Wanda by my side. From now on, there can only be one Wanda in the entire Multiverse."

As soon as the words left his mouth, the Multiverse bubbles condensed together, then burst with a thunderous boom!

The modification was complete.

Just like that.

It was no different from selecting everything and pressing delete—clean, efficient, absolute.

From this moment on, there was only one Lorien, one Gwen, and one Wanda in the entire Multiverse.

The three of them were the sole originals. No more parallel versions existed.

After finishing, Lorien clapped his hands.

Clap, clap~

Then he turned to the puzzled Ballerina Twins and said...

"I’ll send your replicas to Cybertron first."

Lorien waved his hand, and the two replica Ballerina Twins from his space vanished instantly, reappearing on Cybertron. At the same time, his own figure disappeared.

On Cybertron, Lorien opened the internal channel to all the Elder Transformers and announced:

"They are the Ballerina Twins. The one without a jacket is Aria, the one with a jacket is Bella. From now on, they will serve as elders and stewards of the Transformers civilization. Their duties will be to assist in the development of the civilization, compile, collect, and organize the Transformers chronicles.

They will also serve as my cosmic messengers."

As soon as he finished, all the Elder Transformers responded in unison.

"Yes, Creator."

Hearing their reply, Lorien turned to the Ballerina Twins behind him.

"That’s settled. I’m leaving now. Your replicas will handle affairs on Cybertron and in the wider universe. I’ll be returning to your originals."

The Ballerina Twins nodded together.

"Yes, Master."

They gave him a graceful ballet-style bow. Lorien nodded, then snapped his fingers.

Snap~

The next instant, he was back in the Little Universe.

He turned to the original Ballerina Twins.

"Let’s go home. I’ll show you the place where you’ll be living—and your mistress."

Mistress?

The Ballerina Twins exchanged a glance. Though they had no eyes or expressions, the waves of thought between them showed clear interest. After all, Lorien had made them housekeepers and secretaries. Naturally, the mistress was someone they would serve—though not the only one.

Lorien stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers again.

In an instant, the three of them disappeared.

...

They reappeared at the entrance of the Little Universe.

When Lorien returned, both Wanda and Gwen were there.

Wanda was using magic to control a small shovel, carefully planting flower seeds into the soil. Gwen, with her strength, simply dug holes with a spade, planted saplings in them, then filled the earth back in, adding fertilizer and water.

So... were the two of them farming?

Lorien led the Ballerina Twins toward them.

As his steps creaked across the wooden planks, Wanda and Gwen looked up at the same time.

"Lorien!"

"Hm?"

But when their eyes fell on the Ballerina Twins behind him, both froze.

"What is this..."

Wanting to explain everything at once, Lorien first called out, "Hela!"

"Coming!"

At his voice, Hela came running, only to stop in surprise when she saw the Ballerina Twins as well.

Lorien then began his introduction.

"Ballerina Twins, a new type of Transformer. There are four in total, but only these two are in control.

I left two of them on Cybertron as housekeepers. These two will stay here at home, serving as my housekeepers and secretaries."

After briefly explaining their origins, Lorien gestured toward them.

"This one without a jacket is Aria—her grace speaks for itself."

As he introduced her, Aria brought her hands forward from behind her back, bowed politely to the three women, then placed her hands behind her waist again.

As mentioned before, this was part of their ballet-inspired design. By default, they always stood in high heels, maintaining that elegant, poised stance.

Lorien then motioned toward the other.

"And this one with the golden jacket is Bella. Even upside down, her elegance would still be obvious."

At her introduction, Bella also brought her hands forward and bowed, mirroring Aria’s movements, though with her own distinct style.

Gwen’s eyes lit up when she saw their posture.

"So elegant!"

Wanda nodded.

"It’s kind of like... ballet, isn’t it?"

Exactly right—they had guessed it.

Lorien smiled, then chose to let them speak for themselves.

"Go on, introduce yourselves."

Aria nodded and stepped forward.

"Our prototypes were women trained in ballet. That is why we always live in ballet form."

Bella followed, taking a step forward as well.

"We are a new type of Transformer—dancers, and also our Master’s housekeepers and secretaries."

Their way of speaking was seamless. One would begin, the other would complete the thought, leaving no gaps or flaws.

Wanda and Gwen found this fascinating.

"A new type of Transformer!" Gwen leaned in closer to inspect them. "So beautiful—the perfect fusion of machinery and humanity!"

She was instantly drawn to them. Back when she’d first said she wanted to study Transformers, this was the kind of image she had pictured—not completely human-looking to the point of being indistinguishable, nor entirely mechanical with sharp, angular forms.

What Gwen imagined was exactly this: the perfect blend of human and machine. That, to her, was true beauty.

Until now, she had never been able to picture how such a design could exist. But here it was, right in front of her.

Wanda, curious, stepped closer.

"So you really know ballet? Could you teach me?"

The moment she said that, Lorien’s eyes lit up. He winked at the Ballerina Twins, and they understood immediately.

Aria addressed Wanda politely.

"Miss Wanda, ballet is our specialty. But beyond that, we are proficient in every form of dance in this world."

Bella added, "Miss Wanda, based on our analysis, before learning ballet it would be best for you to start with yoga. It is a fundamental key to mastering ballet."

Aria nodded in agreement.

"Once you’ve completed the basics of yoga, your ballet training will progress naturally. Then you’ll be able to practice and dance with Master every day."

When Lorien heard them suggest yoga, he silently gave them a thumbs-up in his heart.

Perfect, Ballerinas. Perfect!

He had wanted to suggest yoga to Wanda himself—just think of the backbends, the splits, the arches. Such graceful, enticing poses. But he had kept quiet, worried Wanda might suspect he only wanted her to suffer through it.

Now that the Ballerina Twins had brought it up, she would surely agree.

Sure enough, after a moment’s thought, Wanda nodded.

"Alright. Starting tonight, you can teach me yoga."

Both Aria and Bella bowed their heads.

"We are honored."

Nice!

Lorien was overjoyed. With this, his future just got a whole lot brighter.

Hearing this, Gwen immediately chimed in.

"Then I want to learn too! I’m on vacation right now, so I have plenty of time. I’ll come practice with Wanda every day."

The moment Wanda heard she’d have a partner, her face lit up and she high-fived Gwen.

"Great, Gwen!"

Then Gwen turned to Hela.

"You want to join too, Hela?"

"No." Hela shook her head without hesitation. "I’m playing games."

"Alright then."

In the end, Wanda and Gwen decided to study dance under the Ballerina Twins every afternoon until evening, starting with yoga as their first training.

Lorien smiled in satisfaction at the sight.

As night fell, he suddenly remembered—he still hadn’t checked on that Perverted Fridge.

With a wave of his hand, he said, "Come on, let’s head inside. I’ve got something fun to show you."