Marvel: Son of TOAA

Chapter 6: The Great War

The multiverse trembled in anticipation as Azrael's rebellion reached its peak. His army, once a mere handful of followers, had grown into a vast and formidable force. Beings of immense power, who had once bowed to the cosmic hierarchy, now stood at Azrael's side. The God of the Symbiotes, Knull, joined the rebellion, bringing with him the dark power of the symbiotes. His army of darkness swelled, ready to consume all in their path. Other powerful entities, once neutral or indifferent, now swore their allegiance to Azrael, eager for a new order.

On the other side stood the cosmic beings who still supported the authority of TOAA: Eternity, Infinity, the Living Tribunal, and the Phoenix Force. These beings, vast beyond comprehension, called upon their power to defend the established order. They were joined by other celestial beings—gods, cosmic entities, and entities who had pledged their loyalty to TOAA.

The Phoenix Force, the primordial entity of creation and destruction, sided with the cosmic beings loyal to TOAA. It was a force of untold power, capable of annihilating entire worlds and remaking them in its image. The Phoenix, embodying life and death in its purest form, was one of the key players in this monumental war. Its presence would tip the scales of the battle, its fiery might a direct counter to the raw power of Azrael and his army.

The Phoenix, often seen as a force of balance, now fought to preserve the cosmic status quo. It wielded its flames with precision, targeting Azrael's followers, leaving a path of scorched worlds in its wake.

Azrael's Confrontation with Eternity and the Living Tribunal

The first clash came in the heart of the multiverse, where Eternity stood, vast and eternal, facing Azrael's advancing army. His form rippled with the essence of time itself, a living embodiment of the universe's timeline.

"Azrael," Eternity spoke, its voice resonating like the passing of centuries. "You are but a fragment of the Creator's will. You are nothing without him. Surrender now, and we shall allow you to live."

Azrael's laughter filled the void. "I am not a fragment. I am the will of creation. Your time is over."

With a flick of his hand, Azrael unleashed a torrent of energy, distorting the fabric of reality itself. He tore through Eternity's form, not to destroy, but to prove his dominance. The fight raged on as Azrael clashed with the embodiment of time itself.

The Living Tribunal appeared soon after, its three faces locked in judgment. "You challenge the balance of the multiverse, Azrael," it intoned, its voice the weight of cosmic justice. "Such a rebellion cannot go unpunished."

Azrael met the Tribunal's gaze, his golden eyes burning with fury. "I am no longer bound by your so-called balance. I will remake the multiverse as I see fit."

The tribunal attacked, each of its faces representing different facets of cosmic law: Vengeance, Necessity, and Equity. They struck with precision, but Azrael's power matched their every move. He was the Creator's son—unbound, unstoppable.

The battlefield expanded, stretching across the farthest corners of existence. Azrael's army, empowered by the dark influence of Knull and other powerful beings, clashed with the legions of TOAA's loyal entities. The Phoenix Force raged through the battlefield, its flames scorching the very fabric of reality. Galactus, with his insatiable hunger, joined the fray, tearing through Azrael's forces in a show of cosmic might.

But Azrael was not without his own firepower. Knull's symbiotes spread across the multiverse, overwhelming the forces of Eternity and Infinity. Each symbiote was a living weapon, capable of bending reality and consuming the power of cosmic beings. Azrael's followers, each imbued with his essence, fought with unrelenting fury, carving through the opposition like a storm of destruction.

The battle became a war of attrition—each side suffering losses, but neither willing to yield. Stars were torn from their places, entire galaxies disintegrated in the wake of the conflict. The multiverse itself seemed to writhe in pain as Azrael's forces clashed with the cosmic beings who sought to preserve the old order.

Amidst the chaos, Azrael found himself face-to-face with the Phoenix Force. The fiery entity circled him like a predatory bird, its flames crackling with the power of creation and destruction.

"You dare challenge me?" the Phoenix asked, its voice both terrifying and soothing. "You, who are nothing more than the child of the Creator, dare to usurp the very forces that shaped this universe?"

Azrael's smirk never wavered. "You are nothing compared to what I have become. The Creator may have made you, but I will unmake everything in my image."

With that, Azrael's power surged, clashing with the Phoenix's flames. Reality bent under their clash, galaxies disintegrating in the wake of their battle. For a moment, it seemed as though the Phoenix would overwhelm him, but Azrael's sheer will pushed him forward. He tapped into the infinite potential of his birthright, and with a cry, he pierced the Phoenix's flames with the raw energy of creation itself.

The Phoenix faltered, its fiery form flickering as Azrael's power pushed it back. But the Phoenix was not easily defeated—it was a force of rebirth, capable of regenerating itself from the ashes. And the war raged on.

The multiverse itself groaned under the weight of the battle. Entire realms were consumed in fire, and the very laws of creation buckled under the strain. But Azrael, with his growing power and the support of his followers, pressed forward, intent on claiming victory.

The war was far from over, and the multiverse stood at the brink of collapse. The battle between Azrael and the cosmic entities loyal to TOAA would shape the future of all existence.

Would Azrael's rebellion be the catalyst for a new age, or would it bring about the destruction of everything? Only time would tell.

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