[Participation] Dark Reign: Part one

[Beta Ray Bill]

Waves of electrical energy discharged, wind bellowed and the clapping of thunder followed as Doctor Doom entered the new verse, falling. Landing to his feet, causing ash to kick up into the air, instantly he could feel the heat in the air even in his armor. He took a few steps gazing into the this new land he had entered, acidic wind whisked past him, his cloak flapped in the air in its pass. This land was very different but yet the comparable to the Nexus he had which just came from. This land could be considered a wasteland such as the Nexus, but yet this arid verse could sustain life. Doom could sense it and yet he could also sense a great battle that not long ago had taken place, a battle that still could be felt in the very ground that Doom and most likely others could feel. 

Stepping further with each step of his metal feet crunching into the ash and volcanic rock. He pulled out his hand letting the down poor of ash that floated in the air catch in his palm. His kept his attention on the ash in his palm for a minuets before  clinching his hand into a metal fist. 

A barren waste land  similar to the Nexus, but only this time there is. Life that lives in a lawless land, wear only the strongest survive and the weak parish. The Ashen Steppes requires a true body of government, one that  will give the true and worthy  people who live fear a beacon of hope. A strong leader, one that has no moral value to chain them down, one that will use as much power need no matter the cost. Perhaps Doom shall be that one, but that is for another time. Now is the time to learn of the enemy and to gain knowledge of places unknown. Fore one day the world shall bow down to DOCTOR DOOM! 

Doom sharply turned his hooded head noticing a small path way. Its was paved with some form volcanic rock that was worn down by the harsh environment. Ash had completely taken over the trail making it hard to see the volcanic rock that made up the path. There was no telling how far the road would lean or what it would hold. Only people  with foolishness and bravado in their hearts would traverse these ashen planes without proper persistence and carefulness. Luckily, Doom was neither, the only ones who truly succeed are the ones who are cold and calculating. Always ever looking to the future and planing for what is to come in its wake.

Fate has truly shined its light upon me and soon fate will bring Doom to the power that is required to do what I have longed for. Soon the day will come when Doom is reunited with the power of a god and then from there the world will be made into a perfect image, my perfect image.   


Making his way to the path way, His green cloak sailing in volcanic wind, heat raising up and ash continued falling from the sky looked in cycle for eternity. He pushed ever onward to his distention ready for what ever laid ahead. Let it be the insufferable heroes of his world or something for worse, what ever it may be it will know that there is only one being of power to fear, DOCTOR DOOM.