When he had found the crystal, a small, blue sphere, it had fused with his body. He had suddenly found himself capable of ANYTHING. He could see worlds, could even take his own world in his hands. He could use this might to improve things, to bring peace to his world, remove weapons, disease... he could be a hero.
...Except he didn't want to.
He wanted to satisfy all his basest urges, having maintained his humanity and human desires even as endless might filled him. And now he had the chance. He wasn't anything to look at before, but now he make himself look however he wanted to look. He put his universe on pause, storing it safely away so he could return to it anytime he wanted.
He wanted to wander. He wanted to make the women of the multiverse, every one he'd ever fantasized about, belong to him. And now he had the means to do it.
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