chapter 331

Chapter 331:

– Layla –

I opened my eyes slowly, feeling an immediate surge of power unlike anything I'd ever experienced before. It was an intense rush that left me breathless for a moment, my entire body tingling from head to toe.

A cascade of glowing messages appeared in my vision, rapidly announcing multiple upgrades to my skills and perks!

[Death’s Favored has evolved into → Death’s Chosen!][Faith Energy and MP have merged into → Divine MP!][Senjutsu has evolved into → Heavenly Sage!][Rinnegan has evolved into → Eyes of the Supreme Goddess!][Light Manipulation has evolved into → Light Mastery!][Cosmic Energy Manipulation and Kryptonian Body have evolved into → Cosmic Body!][Fear Resistance has evolved into → Almost Incorruptible!]

Holy shit—so many powerful upgrades at once! Each of these evolutions felt incredible, and I couldn’t stop the satisfied grin that spread across my lips. My heart was racing, excitement flooding every inch of my being. Even the System sounded impressed as it chimed in:

[You’ve gotten significantly stronger, Host. I strongly recommend checking your stats.]

I eagerly followed the System’s advice, pulling up my stats menu. My jaw instantly dropped in shock at what I saw:

[Layla of the Fallen]

[Title: Sixteen-Winged Angel, High Goddess of Angels, Death’s Chosen, Soul Queen, Mistress of the Infinity Stones]

[Supreme Goddess 6/8: Merged with Soul Stone, Mind Stone, Power Stone, Reality Stone, Time Stone, Space Stone]

[Level: 180]

[Sacred Gears: Purger of Darkness, Orb of Infinity]

[HP: 300,780,500]

[Divine MP: 50,000,000,000]

[Vigor: 30,078,050]

[Strength: 35,475,896]

[Intelligence: 500,000,000]

[Luck: 12,547,789]

[Available Free Stat Points: ]

[Perks and Skills:

-High Goddess of Angels (100x increase in all stats. Access to all Angelic abilities. Ability to turn other races into white or black-winged angels depending on the person's Karma.)

-Death’s Chosen (Instant resurrection within 1 hour of death.)

-Daughter of Heaven's Will (Passive: Reality bends to your whims. Desired circumstances are vastly more likely to manifest.)

-Acting (Max: You are an absolute master of the craft.)

-Observe (Max: No levels are hidden from your gaze. Targets cannot detect your observation.)

-Eyes of the Supreme Goddess (Access to all abilities originating from the Naruto Universe.)

-Heavenly Sage (Constantly replenishes your Divine MP at a rate of 1,000,000,000 per minute.)

-Light Mastery (Complete mastery over all forms of light—divine or corrupted.)

-Cosmic Body (Your body and energy are now fundamentally infused with cosmic power.)

-Lustful Queen (Active: Drains energy from physical contact, converting it into any desired energy. Effectiveness increased by 1000x during sexual intercourse. Random stats awarded after each "session.")

-Almost Incorruptible (Complete immunity to negative mental effects—except lust.) ]

…I stared blankly at the incredible numbers. My body quivered involuntarily, heat flooding my core as a potent wave of arousal surged through me. My breathing grew heavy, nipples tightening and hardening beneath the thin fabric of my shirt. Fuck—I was actually getting turned on by my own overwhelming power.

Goddamn, it felt incredible.

A sudden realization interrupted my indulgence. I wasn’t exactly alone here. A quick glance confirmed my suspicion—Uatu, the ultimate cosmic voyeur himself, was sprawled awkwardly on his back nearby, eyes rolled into his head, mouth open and foaming slightly.

I chuckled softly at the sight, apparently, he couldn’t handle seeing me ascend to this insane level of power from such a close vantage point.

Good thing I chose the moon for this little event. If this had happened back on Earth, half the planet probably would’ve passed out.

I took a deep breath, savoring the delicious sensation still lingering through my body. But it wasn’t time to indulge myself—not yet, anyway. I had important shit to handle first.

The question now was, where the hell should I start?

I flexed my wings slightly, feeling the raw cosmic power surging through my veins. There were countless things I could do next—visit Lady Death, check on my family back on Earth, or maybe just indulge myself a little with my new powers.

But first things first—I had to make sure everyone was alright.

I decided to start with Tony. After everything he'd been through, especially after I turned him into an angel and brought his parents back from the dead, it was important to me to check up on him.

I rocketed off the lunar surface, leaving a shallow crater beneath me. A second later, I was hovering comfortably in open space, Earth glowing beautifully in the distance. The silence up here was strangely calming, and I took a second to enjoy it before reaching casually into my pocket and pulling out my phone.

Technically speaking, my phone shouldn't have had any reception out here in space. But after merging with the Infinity Stones, reality itself bent effortlessly to my whims. So getting five-bar reception in the middle of space was trivial at this point. Honestly, I bet I could make calls from completely different universes if I wanted to. Maybe I'd test that theory out later.

With a quick flick of my thumb, I dialed Tony’s number and raised the phone to my ear. It only rang twice before he answered.

"Layla!" Tony sounded startled but genuinely happy. "Holy shit? You’ve been busy!” I then heard someone else excitedly talking to him nearby and it sounded like they tried to grab the phone from him. “Mom! Stop! Yes, it's Layla! You can talk to her later." He sighed heavily, clearly embarrassed.

I laughed softly, grinning at the sound of his voice. "Hey, Tony. Yeah, I have been busy. Just wanted to see how you’re doing...with everything. And what happened to Ultron?"

"His tin–can ass is dead! As for me, I’m doing great, actually—" Tony started, but a loud, warm, excited voice cut him off instantly.

"Layla, sweetheart, hi!" Maria Stark’s voice cut in. I heard Tony groan in mortification as his mom stole the phone from him. "Oh my god, thank you again so much for everything you've done. Howard and I are forever grateful, and we absolutely love being angels!"

"Mom, give me back my phone!" Tony protested weakly in the background.

I chuckled softly. "You're welcome, Maria. I'm just glad you and Howard are enjoying yourselves. How's life as an angel treating you?"

Maria laughed lightly. "Oh, it's wonderful, dear. Flying around with actual wings, it's fantastic! Tony and Howard have already had their first race!"

"Mom!" Tony sounded utterly mortified.

"What?" Maria replied innocently. "I’m just telling Layla how much fun you're having with your father."

I bit back a laugh, picturing Tony’s red-faced embarrassment clearly in my head. Poor guy was probably wishing he could disappear right now. Tony managed to wrestle back control of his phone. "Sorry about that," he muttered, clearly flustered. "She’s just really… excited. You know, about being alive again and everything!"

"Relax, Tony," I said soothingly, smiling gently despite knowing he couldn't see it. "I'm honestly glad you guys are getting along so well. Having parents back takes some getting used to, huh?"

He laughed ruefully. "Yeah. You could definitely say that again. I swear, Mom hasn't stopped fussing over me since you brought her back. And Dad is constantly pestering me about my suits—he insists he can upgrade them way better."

"Can he?" I teased gently.

Tony hesitated, before grudgingly admitting, "…Maybe. But first he'll have to catch up with modern engineering practices."

I grinned broadly. "That’s awesome, Tony. Seriously, I'm happy for you. You deserve this."

He paused quietly on the line for a second, his voice softening. "I know I’ve already said it, Layla, but thank you. You really changed my life. I'll never forget it."

His sincerity warmed my heart, and I felt a gentle flush of affection bloom inside me. "You're welcome, Tony," I told him gently, my voice filled with genuine warmth. "It was my pleasure."

He cleared his throat, clearly embarrassed by the moment of vulnerability. "Anyway, enough mushy stuff. What's the super fallen angel goddess herself up to?”

I laughed quietly. "I'm actually floating in outer space right now, deciding what insane, overpowered thing to do next!"

Tony snorted, amused. "Jesus. Only you, Layla. Well, good luck. Call me if you need backup, alright?"

"Will do. Take care, Tony."

"Bye, Layla!"

"Bye, sweetheart!" Maria yelled from the background again, making Tony groan.

I closed my eyes for a moment, reaching outward with my senses to check on everyone else who was important to me. Now that I was this powerful, it was effortless—distance and barriers meant nothing anymore.

First, my awareness drifted to my youngest children, and almost instantly, I sensed them. They were safe, currently residing thousands of light-years away on Asgard, playing under the watchful eyes of their caretakers. It was kind of incredible that I could feel their presence so vividly—as clearly as if they were standing right next to me. It felt reassuring and warm.

As I focused more intently, I saw little Hilga, my adorable Asgardian princess, suddenly pause in her play and look upward, directly toward me, smiling brightly. She giggled, her tiny hand waving cheerfully in my direction. I laughed softly, surprised but delighted that her senses were sharp enough to notice me so quickly. I waved back warmly, projecting a gentle feeling of motherly affection her way. Hilga laughed again, clapping her hands excitedly before returning to her play.

Next, I checked on Heather. My senses drifted deeper into Asgard, searching carefully until I found her energy. I gently touched her presence to make sure everything was fine and—oh shit!

I immediately recoiled, pulling my senses away quickly with an embarrassed blush heating my cheeks. Heather was fine. Actually, Heather was more than fine—she was currently very occupied, naked, entwined intimately with a beautiful female Asgardian on a plush bed, their bodies locked passionately together, moving rhythmically. I couldn't help but laugh softly to myself, my cheeks still flushed at catching them like that. So, Heather really had found her type after all. Good for her.

Giving Heather her privacy, my senses shifted next to Earth, specifically Japan. I wanted to check on Ten-chan and Kunou. Thankfully, I found them immediately, happily playing together in the sunlit yard of Yasaka’s home. They were enjoying some kind of traditional Japanese ball game that I didn't quite recognize, but it didn't matter—both girls looked safe and happy.

Just like Hilga, Ten-chan suddenly paused in her game, turning her face toward the sky with a bright smile. She laughed excitedly, waving her hand vigorously toward me. I sent her a gentle wave in return, feeling my heart swell with motherly pride. My kids really were something special.

I continued searching out everyone else important to me—friends, family, lovers, and allies—making sure each of them was safe and sound. Most seemed fine, doing their best after the recent chaos. Unohana and one of my shadow clones were still busy in Hong Kong, quietly healing as many people as they could without revealing the full extent of their abilities.

Jean and Ororo were comforting some of the younger mutants at Xavier’s mansion. Akeno and Penemue were safe at FallCorp’s headquarters…along with Trihexa who was happily munching on some nacks.

But when I turned my focus toward Andrea Stark, something felt off. I concentrated carefully, searching Earth thoroughly. Yet, strangely, I found no trace of her. Neither Andrea nor the Hulk seemed to be anywhere on Earth or even within the solar system. I expanded my senses further, rapidly scanning the entire galaxy, but still came up empty.

Where the hell could she have gone?

However, I did sense Michael’s presence clearly—he was in Los Angeles, where the Hulk had recently rampaged. I decided to get answers from him.

With a casual wave of my hand, a swirling purple portal appeared next to me. I stepped through smoothly, emerging instantly on a battered street in L.A., not far from Michael’s location.

The moment I appeared, Michael glanced up at me, giving a calm, slightly wry smile. He was crouched low, gently pressing his glowing hands against the chest of a homeless man sprawled on the sidewalk. The guy was obviously high out of his mind, staring dazedly at the glowing angel before him.

“Am I dead or something, man?” the homeless guy mumbled sluggishly, blinking slowly.

Michael chuckled softly, his warm voice reassuring. “No, my friend. You're very much alive. I'm simply healing your injuries. Relax—you'll feel better soon.”

I smiled slightly, feeling a surge of affection for my older brother. Michael had always been gentle and compassionate. No matter who or what someone was—high, homeless, rich, or poor—Michael always gave his best to help without hesitation.

I waited patiently for Michael to finish his healing, and after a few more seconds, the homeless man sighed softly, visibly relaxing as his injuries disappeared.

“Whoa…thanks, angel-dude,” the man mumbled appreciatively, giving Michael a sleepy thumbs-up.

“You're welcome,” Michael replied kindly. “Please, find somewhere safe to rest.”

The man stumbled off slowly, leaving Michael to rise gracefully to his feet and turn fully toward me. He eyed me curiously, his expression calm and thoughtful.

“Layla,” he greeted me softly, inclining his head slightly. “You're even stronger now—I can sense it. You've completed your fusion with all the Infinity Stones, haven't you?”

I grinned faintly, shrugging casually. “Yeah. Feels pretty amazing, honestly. But I'm here because I can't find Andrea. Or Bruce. They're not anywhere in the galaxy, Michael. Do you know anything about that?”

Michael’s face turned slightly serious, and he nodded slowly. “Yes, actually. After the incident here, Andrea teleported herself and Hulk somewhere far beyond this galaxy—another dimension, in fact…

He then gave me the sad explanation that Andrea had chosen to leave our Universe, not believing there was a place for Bruce in it anymore after what he’d done. I grimaced, this was similar to what Bruce chose to do in the MCU…exiling themselves.

I sighed, figuring I’d track them down sooner or later and we’d work something out. I’m sure Tony was not going to be happy when he found out his sister was gone. Especially since I'm sure they wanted to meet “their alternate daughter” as well.

In the worst case scenario… I was debating using my powers to erase the Hulk’s rampage from everyone's memories. But that…that was a slippery slope. I had a tremendous amount of power at my disposal but I needed to be careful about how I used it.

I paused mid-conversation with Michael, tilting my head as a strange sensation abruptly tugged at my consciousness. I furrowed my brow slightly as I tried to make sense of the sudden feeling.

“What's wrong, Layla?” Michael asked gently, noticing my distracted expression.

I hesitated for a second, reaching out with my senses. "I think someone’s calling for me. Actually—" I frowned slightly, correcting myself. "Make that two someones."

Michael raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Really? Any idea who?”

I nodded slowly, already getting a clearer sense of the energies reaching out. "Lady Death and someone else. A very powerful someone else." I paused, sensing the urgency clearly. "They seem…eager to talk."

Michael nodded in understanding, a soft smile on his face. “Then you'd best answer their call, little sister. Just be safe, alright? You might be incredibly powerful now, but caution never hurts.”

I chuckled softly and stepped forward to hug him tightly. Michael's presence was always comforting. He wrapped his strong arms around me gently, holding me close in a warm embrace.

"Thanks, Michael," I murmured quietly against his chest. "I promise I’ll be careful."

He squeezed me once more before releasing me. "I trust you, Layla. Go. I'll take care of things here."

I stepped back, giving him a grateful smile. Then, with a casual wave of my hand, a shimmering purple portal appeared before me. I felt a thrill of anticipation run through me as I stepped through it smoothly.

The second I emerged in Lady Death’s dimension, my gaze was immediately drawn to her. She sat regally on her dark throne, an amused and seductive smile on her lips. She wore a translucent black gown that did nothing to conceal her impossibly gorgeous figure. Her long legs were visible beneath the thin fabric, smooth pale skin practically begging for my touch.

"Layla," Lady Death purred, her voice sending pleasant chills down my spine. "It seems you've grown even more deliciously powerful since we last saw each other."

I opened my mouth to reply, but my eyes flicked to the figure standing beside her, causing me to pause momentarily.

Next to Lady Death stood a strikingly beautiful woman. Her presence was powerful and imposing, her very form flickering with shimmering cosmic flames that served as her vibrant red hair. She radiated an intense, primal beauty—wild yet mesmerizingly alluring.

The human form of the Phoenix Force.

Instinctively, I began to dip into a respectful bow, but Lady Death swiftly raised her hand, stopping me.

"Equals don't bow to each other, my love," Lady Death said gently, her lips curling into a playful smirk. "You have earned your place among us."

I felt a rush of pride at her words and straightened, meeting her seductive gaze with a matching grin. "Yeah, you're right. I suppose I am pretty damn overpowered now, aren't I?"

Lady Death chuckled warmly. "Indeed. And I couldn't be prouder of you, Layla."

Grinning wider, I crossed the distance to her throne and hopped right into her lap. Wrapping my arms around her slender shoulders, I kissed her softly, savoring the sweet taste of her lips. "I collected all six Infinity Stones," I announced proudly between kisses, nuzzling gently into her neck. "One step closer to supreme goddesshood." I couldn’t help but chuckle.

Lady Death smiled affectionately, her hands moving to wrap around my waist as she held me tightly against her supple body. Her warm breath brushed my ear, making my heartbeat quicken deliciously.

"You've done magnificently, my beloved," she whispered seductively, planting soft kisses along my neck. I shivered pleasurably in her grasp. "Truly remarkable."

I would have gladly allowed myself to get lost in Lady Death’s sensual affections, but I was abruptly reminded we weren't alone. The Phoenix Force stood calmly beside us, watching our intimate display with detached curiosity, clearly unbothered.

Reluctantly, I turned my attention back toward her, though Lady Death kept her hold on me, continuing to gently caress my sides and thighs possessively. I didn’t protest, enjoying her boldness, but curiosity burned brightly within me.

"You called for me?" I asked the Phoenix, barely keeping my voice steady as Lady Death shamelessly reached up and cupped my breasts through my shirt. Her teasing fingers gently squeezed, sending another delightful surge of arousal through me.

I gasped softly, but refused to pull away.

The Phoenix's golden eyes shone in amusement at our shameless display, clearly unaffected. Her voice was cool and calm when she finally spoke, though her gaze was intense, locked firmly onto mine. "Indeed, Layla of the Fallen. You've successfully merged with the Infinity Stones, but the task before you now will determine your true worthiness," she explained. "I am here to administer your trial—the test that will grant you access to the Life Stone. Only upon completing it successfully will you be able to ascend fully as the supreme goddess of our reality."

I perked up instantly at her words, heart racing eagerly, even as my breath quickened under Lady Death’s persistent touches. "Sounds important," I murmured breathlessly, leaning back against Lady Death’s chest as her nimble fingers teased me relentlessly. "So…what exactly is this trial?"

The Phoenix Force’s eyes narrowed slightly, her expression turning deadly serious. "To prove you're truly worthy of the Life Stone," she began quietly, her voice firm and clear, "I require you to permanently slay another like yourself. Another… Gamer.”

[Nani the fuck!?]

My heart pounded hard in my chest, and it wasn't just because Lady Death’s fingertips were teasing and rolling my nipples between them, making them sensitive and achy beneath the thin fabric of my shirt.

No, the Phoenix Force’s words had genuinely shaken me.

I squeaked softly, eyes wide with surprise and uncertainty. "You two…you know about me being a Gamer? How could you possibly—no one else has ever known about that."

Lady Death leaned in close, her lips brushing gently against my ear as she whispered. "Oh, my beloved, we've always known. Beings like you—Gamers—have attempted to enter our reality before. Most were dangerous intruders that we’ve had to repel to protect our universe. It wasn't difficult for me to recognize what you truly were the first moment I saw you. But I quickly learned that you were very different from those others. You're kind, generous, loving, and compassionate. You genuinely want to help people rather than dominate them. That makes you incredibly special."

She paused, sliding her palm up my shirt, boldly cupping my breast fully, squeezing it firmly and deliberately as if to emphasize her words. I gasped softly, heat flooding my face, my heart racing even faster. Lady Death had absolutely zero shame about openly pleasuring me in front of another cosmic being. And damn if I wasn't loving every second of it.

"But as wonderful as you are, Layla," Lady Death continued, massaging and fondling me shamelessly, "not all Gamers share your benevolence. Many of them are parasites. Cruel, selfish beings who abuse their powers, destroying lives, enslaving entire universes, and causing unimaginable suffering. The removal of such corrupted beings would greatly benefit quadrillions of innocent souls across the omniverse."

The Phoenix Force nodded solemnly, clearly unbothered by Lady Death’s explicit fondling. "Exactly."

Lady Death nuzzled into my neck, placing slow, deliberate kisses along my skin, sending delicious shivers racing down my spine as she murmured seductively, "Removing these evil creatures from existence would save innumerable lives, Layla. As the Supreme Goddess, you must be capable of protecting reality itself from threats like them."

I took a deep breath, steadying myself as I finally nodded slowly. "I understand. But…" I hesitated slightly, feeling uncertainty gnaw at my gut. If I travel to another Gamer’s universe to confront them, won't I have to give up my Gamer System? I'm incredibly powerful now, but it's my System that has provided a huge amount of my strength and I didn’t want to give it up…

[That might not be an issue for us, Host. I believe I may have discovered a way around that...]

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