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  DoorMan #1

  Kamar Taj, Kathmandu[January 1, 2008]

  Baxter

  In the bustling plex of Kamar Taj, a tall, attractive, muscur man could be seen making his way through the plex turns as if he had been here all his life.

  “Hey, Nat! Doing great.”

  “Vicky, we still on for the movie? Yeah, great!”

  “Ben, any lu crag why the Winds of Watoomb won’t work for you? No? Keep w on it, buddy. I am sure you’ll get it someday. If not, I’ll ask the A One for help.”

  Evidently, the young man was also quite the social butterfly as he flew through the plex and greeted everybody he met, remembering their names and also their problems.

  This was Baxter, me, the you living Master of the Mystic Arts, one of the stro people in Kamar Taj.

  “So, Wong? How goes the brooding?” He asked Wong who was leaning on the railing, looking over the most beautiful view in all of Kamar Taj.

  Kamar Taj was weird, as in not ing to normal standards. Then again, we were sorcerers, and bending id giving it a good spanking was done before any of the Masters even had their breakfasts, so who was he to ent on the oddities of a plex that has been here for over a thousand years?

  Yeesh, that was old.

  “Master Baxter, might I remind you, that the library is still banned for you, after you tried to summon one of the books from the restricted se, using a spell that is still under review.”

  “Uhe purview of the panel of reviewers headed by you just means that me giving you this sacred Honey from K’unL’un might just help the spell fast tracked.”

  Wong gave him his signature deadpan stare, even as he discreetly pocketed the small of honey he had been able to procure from K’unL’un and only because he was able to show them his own CHI mastery, something that they were fbbergasted over.

  It was another deviation from the MCU. There were mystical hotspots all over the p, and Sorcerers were just one part of it. Sure, the most important and stro was Kamar Taj but there were other pces that were just as mystical and mysterious as Kamar Taj.

  “Master Baxter, need I remind you that Kamar Taj funs on the virtues of hoy, passion, justice–”

  “And truth. Yeah, I know, you were the one who made sure it was drilled into my mind, did you fet? Anyway, this is not a bribe. This is just iive, yeah, let’s go with iive, to get my case file on top.”

  Wong gave him another deep stare before he took out the from his robe and after casting a spell around it, that created a pocket of air so that its heavenly st was not spread throughout Kamar Taj, he ope and took a deep sniff.

  “Ah, should I e back ter? Or do you need a moment?” He snickered at the red faced Wong, which was so rare it might as well be ent.

  “Master Baxter, I will see what be done about your spell review. Please, return to your studies. I know your schorship is ti on you seg a 3.0GPA or above,”

  Gone was Master Wong, the hardass trainer with a straight face who didn’t even flinch when his hand had to be reattached after one of his experiments went haywire, and now stood in front of him, the Wong who practically raised him ever since he arrived at the New York Sanctum, shivering, drenched in rain, but with a determination to see it all through.

  Wong was one of the feas aware of his circumstances and sure, he was a hardass every now and then, but he was also the only one, aside from the A One, with whom he could be the most frank.

  Seeing that Wong was out of his Master persona, he too, smiled slightly, “Don't worry about that, old man. When have I ever missed an A, all my life?”

  And it was true as well.

  When he had first arrived at the New York Sanctum, it was his luck that the current Master had just been transferred, giving way for Wong to take and over the New York Sanctum, who immediately took him in and listeo his ramblings.

  He had grown a lot ever since, and so had his powers. The same powers that allowed him to develop a semi eidetic memory, peak physical strength, and the power te poisons and energy from his body.

  “Yeah, I know. I was there for your valedictorian speech. Still, we don’t know the long term effects of having so much CHI being pumped into your system all the time. Are you sure you are not feeling anything–”

  “..Oh e on, Old Man. you know as well as I do that the old woman would have stopped me the moment I was in any harm. So,” His right arm lit up with molten e colour as a spell circle appeared on top of his fist, casting an e glow around them.

  “--Calm down, will you?” He told Wong, his mind effortlessly casting the spell as well as reguting the flow of CHI within his body.

  The sounds of doors opening and closing were heard in his mind as he reguted the flow of CHI within his body.

  Wong took one look at his body, his glowing arm, the pletely stable spell circle, and then at the effects of the area of effect rejuvenatiohat he had just cast, and then sighed in resignation.

  “What will I ever do with you?” He grumbled good naturedly but didn’t stop him from using the spell, Wong’s body probably he CHI from all the natural wear and tear from his job.

  After all, he was a.

  “Why do I feel that you just insulted me?” Wong narrowed his eyes at him.

  Welp, time to leave.

  “Bye!” He said and then stepped back, a small door appearih his foot that created a small localised shockwave that propelled him into the air, the process repeating as he rapidly gained altitude, while Wong probably fumed behind him, suffering from the slight winds of the shockwave

  “Whoa!” He almost crashed into the barrier that ut into pce to stop people, like him, from flying straight into the dimensional wall erected around Kamar Taj.

  “See you!” He screamed to Wong, as he waved his right hand stupidly multiple times, for a portal to appear.

  For the life of him, he could not open the portals as smoothly as other Masters. Something that oint of tention during his exam because portals were quite an integral part of the fighting style as well as the overall logistics of Kamar Taj.

  Another shockwave on his feet propelled him straight into the portal, which was angled upward, so he came out of the portal and then dropped down, as gravity did its job.

  “Ah! Home Sweet Home!”

  He did a three point nding, just for shits and giggles, and then took in a deep breath, the stark trast from the cold dry air to the current air was refreshing in a way.

  “Hmm?” He was about to go and freshen up when the sound of sizzling reached his ears. He took a look around and saw that nobody was there, so he went up to the sed floor, only to see….

  “Hey! That’s my grill!” He saw the A One, casually lounging on his baly as Jin’ya, an interdimensional Astral Dragon mahe grill.

  My GRILL!

  The A One looked at him with her sungsses and then promptly ignored him.

  “Hey!” Marg over to Jin’Ya, he was about to tell him to stop but the heavenly smell of the meat reached his nose and he almost melted on the spot.

  “Oh my god, please tell me it’s the meat from Ta-Lo?” he immediately sat his ass down as Jin’Ya expertly grilled the meat and joihe A One in looking at the view.

  Oh yeah, he didn’t say anything about the view, did he?

  It was an endless expanse of Red as sands covered the area as far as his visio. There were some mountains in the middle as well but even those were covered in red so his point still stood.

  “What are you even doing here? Don’t you have some whatever it is that you Sorcerer Supremes do, duty to perform?” grumbled at her as he took out a cold beer and began sipping on it.

  “Ah! This is the best,” He sighed in relief as the cold fluid slid down his throat. Sure, the buzz was ent because of the way his body was built, what with the stant trated CHI exposure, but he liked to partake iereotypes sometimes.

  “Hey!” He screamed as the beer was yanked out of his hand by an invisible force, only for it to reach Jin’ya who took a sip and put it ba the cooler.

  “Baxter Boy! I told you no drinking until you are 21, acc to the human s,” Jin’Ya waved the tongs at him before resuming the grilling.

  “For your information, Jin’ya, we are not oh at the moment and you have seen me kill humans before I even turned 16 so I don’t know what your hang up is,” He grumbled but accepted that he would not be getting his sweet sweet beer with the heavenly meat he was about to e.

  The chi and beef, both, from Ta-Lo, were exquisite, so much so that he had to routinely make the trips and streheir warriors along with facilitating the strengthening of their seal, only for them to pay him i, along with giving him access to their dimension on demand.

  “How did you evehe meat, anyway?” He asked the A One who was sippirawberry Quick while looking straight at the sun, which shone much more brightly here.

  Oh yeah, they were on Mars.

  The P.

  Hehe beautiful red view, that be enjoyed within the barrier that was cast personally by the A One, around the house that he personally built here.

  He never uood why all the protagonists that came to MCU, didn’t at least try to create an off world base.

  “In the lingo of yeion, , “I rizzed them up,”” The A One replied to him, not even breaking character for a moment, as she used something that was so out of expectation for her.

  “Okay, what is going on here?” He finally asked the question sihis was totally not normal, in any sense of manner. For one, Jin’Ya was an A Dragon who liked to slumber deep within the sublevels of the house that he had built here.

  Jin’Ya had his own library that he imported from the Astral Realm, along with the new books that he tio write. Also, for some reason, Jin’Ya had taken a liking to him when he came to Kamar Taj, tumbling out of the Astral Realm, all those years ago.

  The A One, oher hand, was so busy that he had no idea when she eve if she eve. Running around, putting out fires caused by other mystics, hunting dues, enf treaties between magical civilisations, and dealing with the very dangerous Fae, all the while also pleting all the Vishanti’s demands.

  Both the A One and Jin’Ya paused for a moment.

  He was getting increasingly weirded out because this was literally the first time the A One had e to his house. She didn’t e even oer casting the spell that she told him would st another tury, the one proteg the house from the harsh enviro around them and also the spatial extension entments powered by Jin’Ya.

  “We are just worried, Baxter. You are now an adult. We ot stop you from doing anything but we are worried about any steps you might take. You told me that 2008 is the year everything begins and on the orders of the Vishanti, I have not asked you anything about that. I just want to make sure that you are fine.”

  “Yeah, what she said. I would hate to have to up and move after I finally have my own p the material world that is not ied by nasty people,”

  “Hey! You are a tenant here, don’t fet that. You don’t even pay rent; I should have you thrown out,” He said before taking a deep breath as he realised that they were just worried for him.

  So, there he was, on Mars, in a house cloaked by a magical spell, trying to expin to an immortal sorceress who was also the leader of a thousand year old magical cult, and a Dragon who is an Astral Being, that he was not going to go out a himself killed.

  Sure, he had dohe same, and had e armingly close to dying during one of his many experiments but he always survived, courtesy of the CHI flowing through his veins.

  He just colpsed bato the chair, and said, “Guys, it is not like I am going to go in charging into space, trying to defeat my enemy. No, I am going to prepare. I still have over 10 years until the fight begins in ear.”

  Both of them looked at each other for a moment before Jin’Ya shrugged a back to grilling, the meat being fine because Jin’Ya was a master of telekinesis. He could probably pick out individual grains of sand hundreds of miles away and bring them here, all the while holding a versation.

  Perks of being an A Monster.

  “I am bound by the Vishanti, so I ot explicitly ask you anything but please, be careful, and one more thing, gratutions, fraduation!” She said and then handed him over a ring.

  “What’s this?” He asked as the ring resized itself to fit snugly on his finger.

  “That, Master Baxter, is an energy limiter. I know that nothing will happen with the CHI doors but if you happen to discover another form of energy, it should be helpful. I once again, wish you lu your endeavours. Farewell,” She said and then faded away, one of the many forms of teleportation that she has mastered over her long lifespan.

  “Well, what are we waiting for? It just means that there’s more for us,” He looked to the side as Jin’Ya floated alongside him.

  He deadpa the a Dragon, “You do realise that you are tiny, right? I could fit you in my pocket if they were a bit deeper.”

  The stateme off the tiny Dragon like nothing else as Jin’Ya immediately began h around him, screaming profanities.

  “F-ck you! You were stardust when my grandmother was born. I am above average size for my species. It is not my fault that our species is known for our minds, rather than the brutes that were rightfully exterminated ierial universe,”

  He snickered and tio ignore his long time(for him) experimentation partner as he pted the meat and moaned as the first bite entered his mouth.

  “That’s it, Jin’Ya, you are on grilling duty from now on. I will just have to get you anrill for that. You don’t touch a man’s grill, okay?”

  Jin’Ya was too busy nibbling on his food to reply but the giant middle finger formed out of psioniergy that was visible to his eyes, was answer enough.

  “Jeez,” He muttered as they ate in silehe occasional noise of yet another piece of rock hitting their barrier, the only thing interrupting the silence.

  _____xx____

  “Alright, let’s get this doh so I go get my makeup done for i in time,”

  “....”

  “What?” He asked Jin’Ya defensively as he could literally feel the deadpan stare given by the dragoe his face bei into stoer years of age.

  “I will never uand you humans and your crude disguises,” Jin’Ya shook his head and smmed his paw down on the ground. Well, Jin’Ya would call them talons but due to his size, it was more akin to a paw.

  The smming of the paw set forth a rea as a huge circle appeared on the ground, creating a cube around him, separating him from the rest of the universe by isoting him in a pseudo dimension, something that was in the process of turning into an alternate dimension but was just not there yet.

  There were trillions of such dimensions, just waiting to be used, so he didn’t feel any guilt over using them in such a way because each use resulted in the destru of the dimension because it was just tile to withstand what he was about to do here.

  He took in a deep breath, closed his eyes, and plunged into his mind space, his mind’s library, his soulscape, whatever you wao call it. It was the first step in their experimeering his mind and then proceeding from there.

  It was the space within one’s soul, representing crucial parts of the soul of a person. For over two years now, he had been dug such experiments uhe watchful eye of Jin’Ya.

  His mindscape was a wonderful thing. It icturesque sery, with mountains, rivers, and make believe animals running around to culminate in a very utopia like sario.

  Also, sihis was his mind and he could do whatever he wanted in here, the animals were Transformers.

  He grinned like a loon as he watched a dog jump thirty feet in the air and catch the tail of a bird that then flung the Transf farther up in the air, as it tio bark in robotioises, and it then dove straight into the river.

  Taking a deep breath, he looked at the sky in his mindscape, it erpetually in the e su sweet spot. The only disruption would be the giant ass door in the middle.

  Oh yeah, he hadn’t mentioned his powers yet, had he?

  That Door was his power.

  Literally, his powers were Doors.

  Kinda me if you don’t know the cept behind it but once he got the hang of it, it robably the most fun aile power he had ever heard of.

  It took him a while to get the whole thing figured out through trial and error but here was the gist of it.

  He could create doors. Now, on their own, the doors were nothing special. Just a little bit bulletproof and missile proof, and probably a whole other “proof” but not much more than that. It was what the doors led to, that was important.

  Basically, the only reason he was able to bee the you master alive was because of his powerset being basically geared towards Sorcerer, specifically, the brand of Sorcerer that Kamar Taj practices.

  His doors, after going through a little bit of finding, open doors that lead to uncimed dimensions. The same dimensions through which Sorcerers draw powers from, ohey had created some sort of pact with the rulers of the dimension.

  Uncimed dimensions be used as a power source but the process is more hassle than it is worth. That is why most sorcerers only used energies from dimensions with Patron Gods of sorts, who facilitate the effit flow of energy directly to the Sorcerers.

  That ineffit in wrangling the untamed energy to flohere his doors came in.

  “First off,” He muttered as he flew straight to a series of trees under one of the mountains. Teically, every single bde of grass inside his mindscape represented a door to be opened but he was not strong enough to open even a fra of them at the moment.

  He gently nded in front of a number of trees but the twist here was the trees had blue doors carved into their trunks, creating truly wide trees.

  Each of the doors carved into the trees represented a door that ermaly “tched” to a dimension with no noticeable side effects. There were altogether seven doors open at the moment.

  One for each of the four stereotypical elements.

  Wind. Water. Fire. Earth.

  The Earth one was just aire dimension filled with pressed sand so that when the door is opened, jets of sand are shot out, very useful in suppressing fires.

  The Fire one was just aire dimension filled with all sorts of suns at various stages of their eventual heat death.

  Water one was an oic dimension filled with distilled water.

  Then the fifth one was an uncimed dimension filled with CHI. Pure and unadulterated CHI. He had really lucked out on that dimension. It was also the only one which did not have a handle on its door, because it was always open.

  It ain in the ass to make sure that it was always open but he had do. From the moment he did that two years ago, he had a stant flow of pure CHI into his body, allowing his body te on top the life ford make sure that his body grew into its full potential.

  Some of the bes were, enharength, speed, enhanced base stats across all physical parameters, with an i ial activities, resulting in high memory retention. Also, small injuries healed within hours.

  Broken Bones? At most, a day. Broken Ligaments? A couple of days.

  Ruptured ans? A week. Total spinal damage? A month.

  Unfortunately, he eaking from experience. He was not really allowed to experiment much when he first gaihe Doors and in a fit of rebelliousness, he had tried to open two doors at once, one filled with CHI and one filled with the sun, burning him beynition.

  His entire body was bed char and nothing more, acc to Wong, and it was true because he had felt himself burn before bg out. Apparently, his foolish decision to open two doors at once paid off because the CHI flowing in his body kept him alive enough for the A Oo return, and theually healed his entire body.

  So yeah, due to the door having no hao close it, he had a healing factor now.

  He could also use the CHI to cast other spells as well but that was a story for aime.

  That made 5 doors.

  The sixth door led to a dimension filled with something he had not expected to find in the MCU, what with Mutants not being a part of the MCU, even after Disney acquired Fox. He had no idea what happened after that, though.

  The sixth door led to a dimension filled with sers, but the sers were only kiiergy given form, not energy. Yeah, the dimensioo the sers that were once used by the iic Scott Summers, i.e., Cyclops.

  The Seventh Dimension was one filled with light. Yeah, just light. He had hoped to be able to harhe light somehow but it was literally just a giant light bulb. He he help of a magnifying gss to actually ohat light. Though it would always e in handy in case he o bat some weak dark beasts, the stronger ones would just shrug off any light that wasn’t infused with the Holy Element.

  So, that was one of the Seven Doors wasted.

  The thing was that he could only open seven at the moment

  He had a feeling that more Doors would be unlocked as he grew, both mentally and physically, but at the moment, his entire arsenal was just limited to that.

  Back to the experiment he was doing with Jin’Ya though.

  The experiment was just another exercise to get more doors to open so that he could expand his grimoire, so to speak.

  Moving on from the doors he had opened, he looked up at the giant blue Door etched on the mountaiook a deep breath, and floated to the door.

  He pced his arm on the door and his vision…expanded.

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