Marvel: I Awake the Little Cosmos-Chapter 558 - 526: Mephisto Wild with Joy

Yes.

Disappearance.

Even though Hawk is right here in front of me, sitting cross-legged under the phoenix tree.

But—

Jean can feel that her dad is disappearing.

It’s a very strange, indescribable feeling.

Jean immediately realized something was wrong. While staring intently at Hawk sitting cross-legged under the phoenix tree, fearing that he would completely disappear in the time it takes to turn her head, she loudly called for her mom, Wanda, inside the house.

Wanda heard the call and walked over from inside.

Her first glance also instantly fell on Hawk under the phoenix tree, seemingly aware of something wrong with Hawk at the moment, her eyes slightly contracting.

Jean kept her gaze on Hawk while asking Wanda beside her.

"Mom, Dad is..."

"His soul is being refined."

"What?"

Jean was taken aback by Wanda’s words and exclaimed, "What do you mean Dad’s soul is being refined?"

Wanda’s expression didn’t change: "Your dad wants to rise from death, it’s something he must go through."

Jean’s eyes widened.

"What if Dad’s soul is refined?"

"He’ll be forgotten, no one will remember him anymore."

Wanda’s face remained expressionless: "Either rise from death or return to silence in death, there are only these two choices."

There is no third choice.

Between life and death, there are great opportunities, but likewise, there’s great terror.

And this time the terror will be even greater and more terrifying.

Because last time Hawk took a great opportunity from between life and death using tricks and cheating, naturally, if Hawk wants to take the opportunity through strength again this time, it will be even more difficult than last time.

After all, life and death will not be fooled by you a second time.

Jean frowned tightly, looking at Hawk who, though in front of her, seemed to be farther away in the blink of an eye: "But Mom, aren’t you supposed to be able to bring Dad back?"

Wanda’s expression was calm.

"I can."

"Then..."

"But not this time."

Wanda shifted her gaze to Jean: "This time Hawk can only rely on himself."

It’s because she repaired Hawk’s time river, therefore existing in every corner and time segment of Hawk’s timeline.

She even knows every dangerous moment Hawk has experienced and has yet to experience. As long as Hawk appears to be in danger, she can appear in time to help Hawk reverse it.

Time is irreversible.

But she herself exists on Hawk’s timeline, so while time is irreversible, she can reverse it.

However, this is also limited.

For example—

She can stop others from harming Hawk, but cannot stop Hawk himself from seeking harm.

In a word.

Wanda can ensure that Hawk doesn’t die at the hands of others but can’t ensure that he doesn’t seek his own demise.

And right now, Hawk rising from death, to put it plainly, is seeking his own demise.

So!

Hawk can only rely on himself at this moment.

Jean listened to Wanda’s explanation and pursed her lips, full of worry as she looked at her dad, Hawk: "Mom, do you know what Dad is going through now?"

Wanda’s eyes fell on Hawk, her gaze seemingly penetrating Hawk’s body, seeing him repeatedly attempting to save his sister, Anya.

"Your dad is making up for regrets."

"Regret? Making up?"

Jean raised her eyebrows: "This is a good thing, right Mom?"

Wanda smiled.

"It’s called a regret because it’s irreparable."

"Remember, once a regret is formed, all you can do is let go. Don’t think about making up for it."

"Because regret is irreparable."

"Just like time."

"What’s already happened, no matter how you try to change time, what’s meant to happen, will happen."

"Your dad once said, when someone is reminiscing about the past, it’s always when they’re most vulnerable, wanting to escape."

"..."

Jean listened to Wanda’s words, feeling a little confused and puzzled: "If Dad knows regrets can’t be made up for, why try to make up for them?"

Wanda chuckled, retracting her gaze, looking at Jean: "Because of the object of the regret."

Jean raised an eyebrow.

Thoughts quickly racing in her mind, followed by a name surfacing suddenly.

Jean looked at her mom, Wanda: "Aunt Anya? Dad’s regret, it’s Aunt Anya, right?"

Wanda nodded.

"Yes."

"Ah!"

"Then Dad’s regret must be Aunt Anya’s accidental death that year. But Dad should have already let go of that regret, given Aunt Anya has already been resurrected."

Jean was quite puzzled.

Aunt Anya had indeed died accidentally before, and it was true that Hawk and Anya were dependent on each other, becoming Hawk’s greatest regret.

But Aunt Anya has been resurrected, and that’s a fact too.

So—

Where does regret come from?

Wanda looked at her bewildered daughter, smiled slightly, and did not answer.

Although she knows why.

But this is Hawk’s matter; if Hawk has come to terms with this regret, then whether to talk about it or not is already unimportant. But if Hawk is drowning in this regret, then whether to talk or not becomes even more unimportant.

So—

"You can wait for your dad to come back and ask him."

"Really?"

Jean returned to her senses, and upon hearing this, her eyes lit up as she looked at Wanda: "Mom, can you promise that Dad will definitely come back?"

Wanda chuckled at this, pointed at Jean’s forehead, then turned around and continued walking into the house: "Your dad’s regret can only be resolved by himself; I’m of no help. But you can help."

Jean turned her head to look at Wanda as she walked inside.

"Really?"

"Yes, you just stay here. So when your dad comes back, tell him you’ve always been waiting for him. He’ll be very comforted knowing that."

Wanda spoke without turning her head, then returned into the house.

Until Wanda’s figure disappeared, Jean withdrew her gaze and refocused her eyes on her father Hawk, recalling what her mom Wanda had just said. She blinked her eyes and then squatted down in front of Hawk, placing her hands on his knees.

"Dad, you must come back."

"..."

At this moment, Hawk, who was in Hell, could not hear Jean’s voice. Nowadays, Hawk was already trapped in a cycle of death.

But Hawk knew how to break this cycle of death.

Yet he was unwilling.

Or perhaps, at this moment, Hawk’s rationality and emotions were struggling against each other.

Rationality told Hawk he couldn’t continue like this; the outcome would be that the Cosmos’s Mephisto could effortlessly gain his soul.

But emotions drove Hawk to constantly seek the impossible in hopes of saving his sister Anya and amending the regret of that year.

And Mephisto was quietly observing all this at the edge of Hawk’s death cycle world.

He watched Hawk attempt over and over again, dying each time, with the consequence being Hawk’s overwhelming Power Of The Soul continuously being absorbed by his Hell.

The soul power of a Main God!

Mephisto’s gaze was fixed on the self-destructive Hawk, licking his lips greedily, seemingly envisioning the moment he would ascend from a Dimension God to a true Divine Spirit.

After all, the soul power of a Main God, once fully absorbed, could at least allow him to become a true Divine Spirit.

To ordinary people, Dimension Gods are considered gods too.

But in the eyes of Dimension Gods themselves, they are not gods; however, they are but a step away from godhood, thus they yearn to become gods more than any Extraordinary Creatures.

And right now, once Hawk has completely squandered his overwhelming Power Of The Soul, Hawk will become just another among the numerous souls in Mephisto’s Hell.

As for Mephisto, he can rely on the soul power squandered by Hawk to ascend to godhood.

So—

"Squander!"

"Be reckless!"

"Sink into indulgence, fall into recklessness. Phoenix Main God, your soul will soon belong to me."

Mephisto murmured, as if whispering like a Demon.

Time ticked by.

Soon.

Under Mephisto’s unwavering gaze, Hawk, who was lost in the world of regret, had his aura transformed from initially overwhelming to infinitely weak.

The most evident change was in the world of regret.

Initially, the world of regret Hawk saw was infinitely real. But now, although the world of regret still exists, it gives a sense of falseness at a glance.

How to put it.

The whole world seemed to transform from initially 4K full HD to now 720P with mosaic.

Hawk fell into the ruins of the high-rise buildings.

The world froze at that moment.

"It’s over, Phoenix Main God."

Mephisto’s figure silently appeared before Hawk, unable to suppress his ecstatic expression: "Your soul belongs to me now."

Sitting dejectedly in the ruins, Hawk raised his eyes to glance at Mephisto, his expression indifferent.

"Congratulations."

"But can I ask a question?"

Mephisto’s ecstatic expression carried a hint of confusion: "You knew every attempt to change would bring your soul closer to me, yet you did it without hesitation."

Upon hearing this, Hawk raised his head again to look at Mephisto.

His gaze was calm.

"Regret needs to be remedied."

"Regret cannot be remedied."

Mephisto’s expression was serious: "If regrets can be remedied, then they wouldn’t be regrets."

Hawk nodded.

"I agree, but I still have to try."

"Yet you still failed."

"Not really."

"Oh."

"Without picking up, how can one put down."

Hawk said thus, then looked at Mephisto: "I’ve tried all the methods I can, yet the result remains the same, so it’s no longer my regret."

As the words fell.

The world of regret began to collapse!

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