Marvel: My Eyes Defies Fate.

There is no reversing a summoning of an Evil God. The moment Quicksilver began the ritual, the outcome was sealed. The being he intended to call—the ancient dark god of chaos—was destined to return to this world once again.

Wanda Maximoff understood this all too well. That was why she had tried to stop her brother before it was too late. But Quicksilver's resolve was firm, driven by a desperate need to free himself and his sister from the lingering influence of the entity that had granted them their powers.

And yet, Kurogai stood by, silent. He had countless chances to intervene—to prevent Quicksilver from carrying out such a reckless act—but he did not.

Kurogai had his own reasons. To him, this might be an opportunity. He sought to experience things he had never encountered in this world. Each trial, each brush with danger, might unlock a new stage of his power—a new ring of his mystic sight. The so-called Evil God intrigued him. He had never faced such a being before.

So he waited. Watched.

The ritual neared completion. The blood-drawn sigils pulsed with an eerie crimson light, the air thickening with chaotic energy. A low hum vibrated through the walls of the sanctum as the spell reached its peak.

Then, the space at the center of the hall began to fracture. Cracks spread across the air like shattered glass, and from within the rift seeped a red mist that twisted and coiled until it formed a humanoid silhouette. It had no face—only a shadowy outline wreathed in shifting smoke.

A voice boomed from within the mist. "Hahaha! After so many centuries... I have finally returned to this world!"

The very space around them trembled with the sound.

Kurogai's sharp eyes narrowed. "So this is the ancient evil god… Not weak, that's for sure." His tone was calm, analytical. He had already gauged the being's general power level, and though formidable, it was far from omnipotent.

"Evil God!" Quicksilver's voice cracked as he stepped forward. "You promised me—when I summoned you, you'd release me and Wanda from your influence!"

That was the true reason for his reckless act. He and Wanda's powers had been tied to this entity from the beginning. Their connection to it was both a gift and a curse, and Quicksilver sought to sever it once and for all, no matter the cost.

The red mist rippled. A grin formed where no face existed. "Release you? Oh, no, boy... I never had control over you to begin with. When your powers awakened, you became free of my influence. You were never my puppets—merely guided by my spark. Surprised?"

The truth hit like a hammer.

The being's voice deepened, mocking. "My power was only a catalyst—nothing more. It merely drew out what already existed inside you and your sister. I told you a single lie, and yet here you stand, a mortal fool who freed me with his own hands. Truly delightful!"

Quicksilver's eyes widened in horror. "You... you lied to me?"

He stumbled backward, his face pale. All his effort—all his sacrifice—had been for nothing.

The shadow's laughter grew louder, echoing through the chamber. "Lied? You got what you wanted—freedom! And I got mine. A fair trade, don't you think? And now that I have returned, who in this world could possibly stop me?"

The red figure expanded, power surging outward like a storm. "There is one who has dared to oppose me time and time again. That woman—that so-called Sorcerer Supreme. I will slaughter her, and her soul will repent in my underworld for eternity!"

The walls cracked under the pressure of his dark aura. "This world will be reborn as my realm of shadows! Every soul will bow before Sithorne, the true god of the underworld!"

His laughter shook the entire structure. Quicksilver fell to his knees, the weight of his mistake crushing him.

But he had overlooked someone—a person who had been quietly observing since the start.

Kurogai stepped forward, eyes glowing faintly with divine light. His voice cut through the chaos like a blade. "Ancient Evil God... on what authority do you claim dominion over this world?"

The red shadow turned its head, amusement flickering in its glowing eyes. "Authority? I am the god of the underworld—Chthon!"

His aura burst forth, shaking the hall with violent energy.

Kurogai's lips curled into a cold smile. "I don't fear your kind. I don't even fear gods."

(Nah bro, you fear 'Death'...)

Then, his own power erupted. A surge of divine energy burst from his body, colliding with Chthon's chaotic presence. The two forces clashed, shaking the very air around them.

The divinity within Kurogai—newly awakened from the completion of his seventh Eye Ring—burned with a light that stood against the darkness of the Evil God.

Chthon hesitated.

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