A boy born to no father, A warrior who's tales span millennia, A god created by sheer will, A multiversal anomaly.
All descriptions listed talk of one being, one being created seemingly by the will of the multiverse itself, a being with unlimited po...
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Mountain Pass of Thermopylae, 480 BC
Third Person POV
An army comprised of 300 Spartans stand waiting in a small mountain pass, the ground rumbles as they stare down the armies of Xerxes. A speech soon erupts from the leader of the spartans.
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Leonidas: This is where we hold them! This is where we fight! This is where they die!
Random Spartan Captain: Earn these shields boys!
Spartans: *Ahroo!*
Leonidas: Remember this day, men. For it will be yours for all time.
(The Persians stop as an officer rides through them to address the spartans)
Persian leader: Spartans! Lay down your weapons!
(The demand is met with silence until the light glints on an object sailing overhead, that being a spear which lands in the chest of the officer, killing him instantly.)
Leonidas: Persians! (the spartans take defensive formation) Come and get them!
War horns are heard blaring as the ground rumbles once again, signalling the end of King Leonidas and his 300.
---2 days after the battle---
The mountain pass of Thermopylae now lies in ruin, slow burning fires stain the outskirts of the battlefield, filling the air with a thick smoke even 2 days later. Bodies of both Persians and Spartans litter the ground, some still clutching their weapons. Amidst this war torn landscape however, one figure still lives, kneeling before the corpses of his fallen brothers in a state of grief and guilt. After what felt like hours, The lone soldier stands on shaking legs in his blood soaked armor and crimson cape. Stumbling onward, the figure begins to remove projectiles and weapons from the bodies of both parties.
Before long however, the relative silence of the battlefield falls into a revolting song of calls, as a murder of crows descending through the smoke and clouds to begin feasting on the nearby bodies. This of course draws the attention of the remaining combatant, who reaches for a nearby javelin before sending it through one of the scavengers. Startled, the crows form their pack again and fly in near impossible speeds away through the stone arch of the mountain pass, revealing a previously unseen figure in the deep shadows of the stone.
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Surprisingly, upon viewing the mysterious figure the soldier only turned once more to grip 2 helmets and begin digging. After a few moments the soldier spoke in a weak voice, "If you came here seeking to be the end of the spartans, at least allow these men a proper grave first." A few seconds pass before footsteps are heard shifting the soil, coming ever closer to the still shoveling soldier before reaching a standstill a few feet away. Seeing that the man in front of him was not going to stop, the figure begins to speak in a somewhat sympathetic tone
"If I was here to kill you I would have done so countless times already. In fact I believe you'll find I'm here for quite the opposite."
(A/N) Sorry I included that 300 scene in there but as of writing this I literally just finished re-watching it and couldn't resist, I was going to include Thermopylae anyway so I just figured why not right? This chapter was short but I had to cut it off here because the next one will probably be a little lengthy. And the story will get to the marvel portions in a little bit, just giving the OC backstory right now to explain his powers and origins right now.
