What Bloody Fun

[Corporal Light]

Well, at least he was right about it being super duper complicated. Nexuses, a god named Omni, Omnillium, summoning. The whole thing was a massive headache that was just dying to give him the existential crisis of a lifetime. Especially the bit about the “multiverse theory.” He had never heard of such a theory back on Earth or at any point during his time in space, but from the way she was speaking, it was basically the idea that, well, there were multiple universes. Several dimensions of entirely different places that no one, not even the craziest Unitologists, could ever fathom.

He noticed her smile. She really did look a lot like Nicole. At least her could focus on her smile, rather than the logical nightmare that was all the information she had told him.

All except the Omnillium bits, however. That sounded strangely familiar…

He closed his eyes, concentrating on the word.

In the darkness, he saw a different smile: wide, impish, perhaps even malevolent. At first, its smile was the only thing he could see in the consuming darkness. Then, the light reached its face, then its body, and then its arms and legs and hands and feet. A sitting man with nothing but a large, toothy smile on its face, speaking to him.

He had mentioned Omnillium to him. If he could remember what he had said…

His vision was blasted with a bright flash of multi-colored light. He opened his eyes.

In his open palm was a small orb of rainbow light. The sphere itself was unstable, the colors constantly flickering and vibrating and strands of the incandescent energy failing to wrench itself away from the shape. For a long while, he could only stare in utter awe at what he had created, his jaw almost dropped to the floor.

Then, he decided to test it out. Closing his eyes, he conjured up the first thing that came into his mind. Something that could be useful in this unfamiliar, potentially dangerous environment.

Six minutes later, he opened his eyes.

In his hand was a large, nail-gun looking object alongside four cylindrical cells of heated plasma energy. He grinned at the sight of the thing. It had saved him possibly more than Nicole did back on the Ishimura. It was refreshing seeing it once more.

He stuffed the cells on his suit belt and holstered the Plasma Cutter.

“Pardon me…” he said, “I was just… making preparations. You know, in case we get mugged magic, Nexus-wandering bandits.”