Marvel: Upgrading Death

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Marshall arrived in Athens, as the Greek city-state had finally come into existence. Of course, he had come to collect the yearly tax as every year, and maybe remind them that it was non-negotiable.

Because of the constantly changing rulers, it was getting hard to ensure that every new empire or kingdom followed the deal their predecessors had made with him. Still, it was easier to deal with Athens since it wasn't a democracy yet. One could say the current Athens was going through its dark ages. The ruler of the city-state was a lifelong hereditary Archon known as Acastus.

Honestly, Marshall was excited to see the entire Greek civilization grow. He was interested in their architecture, their cities, and their navies. Sadly, currently, they weren't anything much. Heck, he'd already visited Sparta, and although it was in its early stages, it was already far more organized.

Currently, Sparta was being ruled by two monarchs, King Agis I of the Agiad dynasty, and King Soos of the Eurypontid dynasty. Dealing with them was extremely easy. Marshall just left them bleeding, battered, and revealed his powers of magic, telekinesis.

Not only did the Spartans agree to give him a yearly tax, but they also instantly made him their main god, worshiping him for his strength and age. They already knew about the First Man, but they used to consider them rumors.

By that point, the entire world, no matter which civilization, knew of the legend of the First Man in one way or another. Marshall only had to give them a dose of reality to make them believe in him again.

Not that he cared. He just barged into the protected palace of the Archon of Athens. The Greek soldiers holding shields and spears tried to stop him. But Marshall just spat on their shields and they burned away.

"Get outta my face, fools. Your father is here." He roared and kept on walking. Millions of years had passed but his attire had remained the same. Fur cloak, leather vest, leather pants, and boots, with a crude sword around his hips.

Bam!

He kicked the door, random doors while looking for the man.

Bam!

"Where are you, boy? Where's my tax?"

Global IRS, he had ended up turning into what he hated in his previous life. But he just did it for shits and giggles since there was nothing else to do.

"You know what? Thirty fucking percent! I'll take that much from you all. I don't need it, but I'll take it anyway." He roared left and right, kicked doors down, and whoever came to stop him. Then finally, he landed gold.

Bam!

"Aha! Jackpot!' Marshall saw a silk toga-wearing man, with some jewelry around his neck. He read the mind quickly and knew the name right away. "Archon, pay up."

"Who even are you?"

"The First Man!"

"Who?"

"..."

"What do you mean who? Your mother failed you that hard?" Marshall grabbed the archon by the throat and hoisted him like he weighed nothing. "I've walked this land since before your gods were plankton. You wear a crown on my dirt and call it yours? Cute. Thirty percent tax, every year. Call it rent for not being ash."

The archon struggled, his legs dangling.

BOOM!

"Unhand him!"

Just then, a wall nearby exploded and a figure rushed in, a feminine one with a glowing spear. Tall, blonde-haired, with golden-white clothes, breastplate and shoulder pauldrons that looked alien tech, and a headband that heightened her stoic beauty.

"Thena?" Marshall exclaimed, excited actually. He'd been interested in her for thousands of years now and finally, he had tracked her down. And from the looks of it, she was alone, just what he needed.

Thena didn't react and didn't show friendliness. She kept her spear aimed at Marshall with hostility. "Release the Archon. Athens is under my protection."

"This guy?" Marshall looked back at the middle-aged man. He wondered if there was romance involved. "Nah, you're fucking ugly."

"A-Athena! Save me…eh!"

"Oh? Athena?" That word rang a bell in Marshall's head and he eyed the woman. "So it was you all along? Damn, that's a plot twist. Wait, if I…"

Woosh!

Marshall threw the archon away, and abruptly covered his entire body with Phoenix's cosmic flames, making himself look like a human torch.

"Then I guess I'll be Apollo."

"A-Apollo!" The archon gasped from the ground, reverence in his eyes out of nowhere.

"Hah! I wonder if I'll get to meet Zeus later. That lunatic furry fetish fuck." Marshall mumbled excitedly and began walking towards Thena. "How have you been? See me? Girl, you so fine, I'm all fired up."

"..."

Yeah, Marshall didn't know the 'F' of flirting. He never really had to do it from the beginning. Even Ajak was so easy. Thena was the first woman who showed zero interest in him, and that actually made her more desirable. A challenge for Marshall to work on. To kill his boredom with.

"Stay back!" Thena raised her spear higher and took a step back, her eyes full of fighting intent.

"Come on, now." Marshall raised his hands and quashed the fire covering him. "I know we started on the wrong foot, but you guys attacked me first. I honestly don't hit women, but that's until they hit me. Even Ajak said we're pals, so…"

He extended his hand towards her to shake it.

"Friends?"

Thena, with a stern expression, retracted her spear, and then looked at his hand for a while. Then, as if she just thought of something, she held it and nodded. "Athens is mine."

"Sure, take it. But they gotta pay the rent," Marshall grunted, clasping her hand—slender, strong, but soft like moss to him. For normal folks, she was stone. "C'mon then. Let's hunt down something edible, drown it in spice, and chase it with ale. Athens must've figured out flavor by now."

Surprisingly, Thena nodded and walked away through the same hole she had made in the wall. Marshall just followed her behind nonchalantly, while giving the archon a few glares. After that, he just eyed Thena's slender, but shapely bottom. Unlike Ajak, Thena was slightly taller and had a lean, but still curvy figure. Built like a true goddess of war.

Damn, that Celestial got a pretty fine taste when crafting women. I'm a fan.

As the sky darkened, the city came to life. Torches around the streets, some ale shops and inns deep in business. Though brothels were the busiest. And thankfully, Thena didn't take him to some cheap spot.

No, she took him to a pretty mansion outside the city, built in the middle of a vineyard. It was beautiful, secluded, and calming.

"You live here?" he asked, admiring the two-story building.

"For now."

"Looks great, the decor is fine too. Curtains and all. I only got some huge caves I carved all over the world." He followed her into the mansion, and then into the airy dining area set up on the open veranda on the top floor. Built on a hill, the city in the near distance was visible with all its torches.

Talk about living in luxury. Even got servants. Marty would've enjoyed this.

Sitting on one side of the round table, the servants soon brought plates of food and jars full of wine, made at that estate itself.

"Now this is a feast." Marshall started eating. He loved all sorts of food after eating questionable meat for millions of years. "Perfect spice!"

Thena, having discarded her breastplate and pauldrons, sat in just her golden-white gown, tightly clung to her figure, a beautiful sight for the one watching. Her blonde hair, perfectly silky and shoulder-length, heightened the view.

I can feel it in my balls. The hustle, the challenge. You can do this, Marshall. Even Marty's got a mate now. Tsk… bastard refused to go on an adventure just for some dino pussy… fuck! What the fuck did I just imagine!?

He shook his head violently and focused back on the otherworldly beauty. "So, te—"

"How did you enter my thoughts?"

Before he could say anything, she asked him a question.

Marshall scratched his head, his memory not much better than a goldfish. "Umm… Sure, I wanna enter you, but I don't think it's thoughts—"

"When I attacked you. You were able to breach my mind, and you claimed it was chaotic. How did you do it?" Thena inquired him sternly, her voice so soft and strong, yet too stoic, lacking all emotion.

Marshall squinted his eyes. He didn't imagine his date with her going like that. He wanted to battle her, on the bed, of course.

"How? What do you mean? I tried and just did it."

"That is beyond mortal reach. The Celestials—none can fathom their design. You breached my thoughts as if they were open air. And with a gesture, you stilled my form."

Marshall scratched his chin while drinking wine. "Hm, Celestials? Yeah, met those bastards once. Could've been a million years back, or maybe a bit more—time's all mashed up by now. They rolled in, all high and mighty, acting like they were here to judge the whole damn planet. Then, poof, they vanished, saying they'd keep watch. Sounded like a bunch of nosy panty sniffers if you ask me."

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