Marvel: I Awake the Little Cosmos-Chapter 596 - 564: The Dragon God Who Can Grant Any Wish
"Where do I come from?"
"Yes."
Hawk wasn’t particularly angry at the appearance of this so-called ’White Hawk’; instead, he smiled and said, "That’s a simple question—tell me, where do you come from."
Because a fake is always a fake, and can never become real.
Compared to this White Hawk before him, Hawk felt more angered by the false version of himself concocted by the 616 Cosmos and the Celestial God Team.
Because this one here is a pure fake.
But the one made by the Celestial God Team is a fake that could easily be mistaken for the real thing.
There’s a saying that goes like this.
If there’s a one-point resemblance, I don’t mind.
But if someone has a nine out of ten likeness, I will eradicate them entirely.
This is exactly the current situation.
White Hawk listened to Hawk’s "Where do you come from," and his equally white pupils slightly contracted. Although not understanding the significance of Hawk’s question, he still answered, "I come from New York City!"
Because in the inherited memories of White Hawk, there is only this life’s memory, so he remembers coming from the snowy entrance of a church in New York City.
Hawk laughed instead.
A bright smile.
"You are not me."
"Nonsense!"
White Hawk looked at the beaming Hawk, and as if triggered by Hawk’s words, his voice turned cold: "I am Hawk!"
Hawk laughed, shook his head, and lost interest in conversing.
Why bother talking to a counterfeit.
However—
"Get lost."
Hawk had no intention to kill this White Hawk in front of him; after smiling, his expression returned to calmness as he looked at White Hawk: "I’ll give you three seconds to disappear before me. The fact that you can have life is not easy; you should cherish it."
He felt that he was being very merciful.
After all, he was benevolent.
Unfortunately!
White Hawk felt no gratitude in his heart for Hawk’s mercy; instead, hearing Hawk’s indifferent, dismissive words stimulated him deeply, his white pupils instantly turning blood-red.
"I am Hawk!"
"Even if I’m not, once I kill you, I will be the only Hawk!"
"Die!"
White Hawk roared, then his figure vanished from where he stood, suddenly appearing in front of Hawk, punching heavily through Hawk’s... body.
"What?"
"Boom!"
White Hawk was sent flying backward like a cannonball, roaring as he smashed into the charred ground, creating another large pit.
Space distorted in mid-air.
Hawk appeared, emotionless, from the twisted space, looking at White Hawk climbing out of the pit again with a calm gaze that seemed indifferent: "See, you claimed to be me, yet you’re no different from others, using my mercy as capital for your arrogance, equally foolish."
White Hawk said nothing, simply rose up again, charging toward Hawk.
His mind was consumed by one thought.
I am Hawk!
If I am not, then after killing anyone who claims to be Hawk, he is the only Hawk.
Hawk watched White Hawk speeding toward him, neither dodging nor avoiding, his voice remaining calm.
"Since you want to die, I’ll fulfill that wish."
"Freeze!"
Hawk pointed with his right hand.
As his words fell, White Hawk, who had just landed like a cannonball and was now rising like a cannonball, found the space around him instantly sealed at three hundred and sixty degrees without any dead corners. Naturally, White Hawk inside this space was imprisoned there.
The Space Gemstone forming Hawk’s right eye twinkled with blue light.
The next moment.
Hawk appeared in the air before White Hawk, looking at him with eyes still devoid of fluctuation, as if looking at previous enemies he had killed, extending his right finger again, then pointing at the center of White Hawk’s forehead.
At this moment.
The Power Gemstone that along with the Space Gemstone formed his right pupil emitted a strong purple glow, which covered Hawk’s right finger as he pointed at White Hawk’s forehead, then in an instant penetrated into White Hawk’s body.
A sudden cracking sound erupted from White Hawk’s body.
Then came a crisp snapping sound, and a tiny crack appeared on White Hawk’s face.
Then—
The cracks multiplied, spreading in a web-like pattern across White Hawk’s entire body within moments.
Finally!
Boom!
Like the sound of porcelain shattering as it falls to the ground, the White Hawk before him cracked open like broken porcelain.
And so!
White Hawk died.
There is a path to Heaven, but you choose not to take it; there are no doors to Hell, yet you insist on barging in.
Pointless. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Hawk glanced at the shattered White Hawke before him, feeling a bit disinterested, and shook his head.
On the ground, Monica Rambeau and Jimmy Woo were utterly stunned as they watched the White Hawke, who, although perhaps not as real as the genuine Hawk, was almost indistinguishable from Hawk, turn into a scene of shattered porcelain in front of the real Hawk.
Returning to Wanda’s side, Hawk ignored the two and looked at Wanda with some curiosity, with a hint of a smile: "This impostor, you didn’t kill him immediately back then, was it because you wanted to keep some sort of thought alive?"
Hearing this, Wanda also smiled, her eyes fixed on Hawk.
"There was only one reason I didn’t kill him back then."
"Oh?"
"He had a face like yours."
"Alright."
Hearing this, Hawk smiled slightly, then his gaze lingered on Monica and Jimmy before ignoring Monica and focusing on Jimmy.
"Jimmy."
"...Hmm?"
Hearing someone call him, Jimmy Woo subconsciously responded, and when he came to his senses, he found Hawk already standing in front of him. Startled, he looked at Hawk: "Are you... really Hawk?"
Hawk smiled without answering Jimmy’s question but instead asked directly, "My sister, Anya, do you know where she is?"
Yes.
Anya.
He initially thought of handling things with Wanda first, then finding his sister in this timeline and settling her before going to Hell to deal with his own matters.
After all, whether it was this Cosmos’ Anya or the 616 Cosmos’ Main Space-Time Anya, or this timeline’s Anya, they were all Hawk’s sisters.
Since he had returned, naturally, his sister should also come home.
The reason for not asking Monica Rambeau but rather finding Jimmy Woo was simple.
It didn’t even need to be spelled out.
Hearing the name Hawk mentioned, Jimmy Woo was slightly stunned: "Anya? Anya Phoenix? Hydra Agent?"
Hawk smiled slightly.
"Yes."
He had almost forgotten that in both the 616 Cosmos’ Main Space-Time and this timeline, he and his sister were both Hydra Agents.
"Where is she?"
"I don’t know."
Jimmy Woo shook his head: "Anya Phoenix has always been on the wanted list, but over the years, we still haven’t found her."
Hawk raised an eyebrow.
Wanda, standing by, looked at Hawk: "About five months ago, Anya called me once."
Hawk then looked at Wanda.
Wanda said, "Anya has been trying to find a way to resurrect you. Even though I told her your soul isn’t in this universe, she still didn’t believe and thought I was lying to her. After the Blip, our relationship hasn’t been very good."
Saying this, Wanda also showed a slight bitter smile.
Because in Anya’s heart, Hawk’s death was entirely Wanda’s fault.
The reason was simple.
If it weren’t for Wanda helping her brother fuse with the Mind Gemstone, Thanos wouldn’t have targeted her brother.
If Wanda had been more powerful back then, Thanos wouldn’t have snatched the Mind Gemstone from her brother’s head.
The most important point.
After the Blip, Anya thought both her brother and Wanda had died. But after the Blip, Wanda came back just fine, while her brother was nowhere to be seen.
So—
After the Blip, the originally harmonious relationship between the sisters-in-law completely collapsed, more accurately as a one-sided collapse by Anya.
However, both Wanda and Anya were searching for a way to resurrect Hawk.
Wanda was relatively better about it.
But Anya...
Wanda recalled the call from half a year ago when her sister-in-law called, with a stiff tone, seeking knowledge, shaking her head: "Anya insists your soul is in the Hell Dimension. She wants to find a way to get to Hell and rescue your soul from there."
Hawk raised an eyebrow.
He recalled that in his original universe, his greatest obsession from the start was to resurrect his sister from Hell.
It turned out that in this timeline, it wasn’t the brother saving the sister, but the sister saving the brother?
"And then?"
"That’s it."
Wanda shook her head: "I told her your soul isn’t in Hell and that Hell isn’t a place to go. But she didn’t believe it, and cursed me quite a bit."
Recalling the content of that call, Wanda was quite helpless.
But...
What could she do?
Your man’s own sister, her sister-in-law, might as well just endure being cursed. It’s not like she could lose her man and then slap her man’s sister to death.
Listening to Wanda, Hawk opened his mouth, but considering his sister’s personality in this timeline, he decisively chose to remain silent and changed the subject.
"Did she say where she was at the time?"
"Pengdu."
"Pengdu?"
Hearing Wanda mention this place, Hawk was taken aback, then furrowed his brows: "Why did she go to Pengdu?"
Wanda chuckled, shaking her head: "I don’t know, but she said there was someone in Pengdu who might know a place that could resurrect you. She said you told her that in the East there is a dragon that can help people fulfill any wish."
Hawk: "..."
