Diana

"Really?" Diana asked incredulously.

Although she was from Themyscira, the daughter of the Amazon Queen.

But among the martial islanders, she was the only one who couldn't receive training openly.

This made her constantly suspect that she, like a clay doll, might have some hidden illness.

Because in her mother's story, she was shaped from clay, and Zeus gave this clay figure life.

For a moment, she even forgot that she had just been called a demigod, the daughter of Zeus.

"Of course it's true." Basil's eyes crinkled with laughter.

To be honest, Diana in front of him gave him a feeling similar to Harry when he first entered the Wizarding World.

Beneath her timidity and hesitation lies kindness and perseverance, like a vibrant green Little Grass of grass that stands firm even in the face of Stormfront.

No, it also has some of Ron's corporate cow as a protective shell.

"You are the daughter of Zeus, who was Prophecy to kill Ares."

"Don't underestimate yourself."

"Furthermore, all of these are insignificant compared to the status of a prospective member of the [Dream Kingdom]."

Basil snapped his the Snap.

The curtain of the Multiverse, visible only to the two of them, is drawn back.

Diana's eyes widened.

It wasn't the vast cosmic illusions before my eyes, but the individual figures flickering within them.

Some bound a naked, black-haired human with long chains; others withstood the impact of wheeled metal behemoths in a flash to save ordinary people; some were surrounded by lightning like supreme gods; and some raised spears to Carnage indiscriminately.

Although these people all looked different, she inexplicably felt that they were all herself.

"These are all you."

Basil's words confirmed her thoughts.

"And you are the most unique one in the Multiverse."

"Because you were chosen by me."

Each star is a dark curtain of the universe, shrinking towards Basil's palm, and a hammer appears in his hand.

"Then."

The hammer flew out.

Diana noticed that the closer the hammer got to her, the more intense the electric shocks became.

She could almost hear the sound of her hair curling in the heat, but her body's instincts made her instinctively head towards the center of the light and heat, reaching out her hand.

"The mark of the Dream Kingdom, it is now Mjolnir."

Despite being completely absorbed by the sensation of her blood seemingly boiling, the powerful force flowing through her limbs, and the magnificent armor enveloping her, Basil's voice still clearly entered Diana's mind.

"Mjolnir?" she said.

Everything receded like the tide, flowing into the hammer in her hand.

She looked at it curiously, "What is it now?"

Basil said, "When you are truly recognized by it, it is no longer just Mjolnir, but the mark of the Dream Kingdom."

"You will officially become one of us."

"No longer confined to a tiny fate, or a narrow Cosmic Cluster."

"Mjolnir?" Diana called out the hammer's name again.

Then, power surged from the hammer once more.

"Hint one: its name is both the initiation and conclusion of Thor's form." Basil held up one finger.

"Second tip: Your power doesn't come entirely from the hammer. Don't be misled by your senses and become a hammer god like that blond hunk."

"Tip three: When you are outside of Thor form, it cannot be observed by other life forms. Wherever you are, call out its name, and it will appear in your hand."

"So," Diana put down the hammer, "I could just leave it here and ignore it. As long as I remember its name?"

"Do you know Zeus, Diana's father?"

"He is just a god in a single universe," Basil said. "I only know you."

"Liar~" Diana pouted. "Mom and Antiope both said that Zeus was great, that he molded clay and created mankind."

She was not even ten years old, yet she believed her mother's words without a doubt.

Zeus and his gods created all things, including humankind, who were modeled after himself and possessed all virtues such as kindness and integrity.

Ares became jealous of such perfect humans, and secretly poisoned their Mind Stone with envy and suspicion, causing them to turn against each other and wreak havoc on the world.

So the gods created the Amazons, who used love to influence humankind and restore peace to the world.

However, the Amazons were unwilling to be seen as mere tools to assist humans, and led by their mother, they launched a rebellion.

At the same time, the gods who protected the world were also killed by Ares.

Only Zeus remained, demonstrating his ability to defeat Ares, at the cost of his own near-death experience.

To leave hope for the world, Zeus sacrificed his last breath to create Themyscira, where he hid the Amazons and guarded the god-slaying weapon.

When Ares returns, the Amazons will wield god-slaying weapons to protect the world left behind by the gods.

Diana firmly believed all of this.

After learning that she was the god-slaying weapon, Zeus's daughter, her sense of mission to protect the world and kill Ares became even stronger.

"Zeus of this world is indeed great," Basil said. "He protected the earth from Darkseid when he was only eight years old."

"It was this war that allowed Ares to seize the power to rebel against Zeus."

"Eight years old?" Diana exclaimed. "Younger than Diana. Is Darkseid still alive?"

"Alive," Basil said. "The invasion location tool Mother Box on Darkseid, where Apokolips is located, was split into three."

"One of them is currently in the hands of the Amazons."

"Therefore, you need to become stronger as soon as possible and gain Mjolnir's complete approval."

"Not just because of Ares. Also because of Darkseid."

"You know, Darkseid is no longer a vulnerable child."

"Diana will." Diana puffed out her cheeks, her eyes revealing unwavering determination.

The next second she deflated, "If... if Diana isn't Darkseid's opponent, can you help Diana?"

It's not that she lacks confidence.

She was confident that she had defeated Ares.

Because it was backed by Zeus's Prophecy.

But Darkseid.

At the age of eight, he almost snatched the Earth from the hands of the gods.

"Perhaps," Basil said, "The planet will be safe as long as that farm-raised Kryptonian is still alive."

Diana patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then the child's curiosity took over.

"May I have your name?"

"Is it the man Mother was talking about? What's the difference between men and women?"

What kind of god are you?

"That's all for now," Basil interrupted hastily.

At this time, Diana gave him the same talkative feeling he had just met from Hermione.

"Basil Granger".

"It's a man."

"If you still want to know when you're an adult, I'll tell you."

"God is not enough to describe my power, but in the mouths of some people in the world, I am indeed God."

"The master of dreams, the embodiment of imagination and creativity, and the master of the ocean of the subconscious."

"Basil, Granger?" Diana's concern revealed her childlike innocence. "How come you have two names?"

"Diana is Diana, Zeus is Zeus, Antiope is Antiope."

"Basil is my first name, Granger is my last name," Basil explained. "The last name indicates my origin; one of my ancestors was named Granger, and then a descendant took his name as his last name."

"Then Diana can be called Diana Zeus, Diana Hippolyta." Diana spun around with her hands behind her back.

"You can also be called Diana Themyscira, Diana Amazon," Basil said. "Surnames are sometimes the name of one's ancestral home or one's profession. Amazon means female warrior."

"Granger is a farmer. Some people with the same surname as me are not related to me by blood, but are simply related to me because their ancestors were farmers."

"Sometimes surnames also originate from nicknames."

"I have a friend named Harry Potter, whose surname Potter comes from his ancestor Linfred's nickname, the Potterer."

"Then what should Diana's last name be?" Diana's lovely big eyes blinked.

"Prince? That's the name most of you will choose for yourself in the future." Basil paused for a moment to show that he took it seriously. "Of course, you, being special, should also have a special surname."

You can too—

"Diana will be called Diana Prince." Diana quickly interrupted, "Diana really likes this surname."

"But actually," she turned slightly to the side, "Diana Granger was also good."

"But Granger is your surname, Basil, so I can..."

"Of course you can. But this is mostly used when the wife takes her husband's surname after marriage," Basil explained. "I suggest you think about it carefully."

"Please call me Diana, Diana Granger," Diana said quickly. "What is marriage?"

"Men and women agree to be together."

"Diana is going to marry Basil."

"It's too early. You'll have to be willing to do it when you're an adult."

"Diana does!"

"Let's discuss this again when you're eighteen."

"Mmm."

The two continued their conversation until the sun set behind the trees.

"Basil is leaving?" Diana, somewhat reluctant to see him go.

"Yes." Basil nodded. "But..." His fingers traced the hammerhead, and the side opposite the handle began to smooth out.

The image of Basil appeared inside.

"All you have to do is touch this surface and call out my name."

"I will emerge from it."

Diana took the hammer and stroked the flat surface with Basil's image on it. "Will this be the only way Diana can communicate with Basil from now on?"

"Of course not." Basil shook his head. "As long as you gain Mjolnir's approval."

"Diana will definitely gain Mjolnir's approval." A flame ignited in Diana's eyes.

Not a second had passed in the club.

No one noticed his departure.

No, to be precise, he didn't leave; he simply appeared in the world where Diana was.

However, Madison still managed to deduce some things based on his experience.

"Sweetheart, what did you give Wonder Woman?"

She had spoken with Narcissa when she visited Hogwarts before.

Sabrina, who has just entered the "Dream Kingdom", seems to have known Basil for a long time.

And the strength they displayed was not as weak as portrayed in the TV series.

"Thor's Hammer," Basil said. "You will meet her in the Dream Kingdom, at the age of eighteen."

He had no need to hide it.

"Like Shazam?" Zoe frowned. "Bucky, does the Thor's Hammer you gave her have the ability to turn her into an adult?"

"No," Basil shook his head, "It's relative time. She was a child when she got Mjolnir. But ten years have passed in her world."

"So, that's what Sabrina was like?" Madison asked.

"Not entirely consistent; Diana's was ten years, hers was three months," Basil said.

Just now, during our conversation.

He had been with Diana for ten years in that world.

Over the past decade, he has not only guided her on how to harness her divine power.

He also guided her, in spirit form, to set foot on the entire earth.

I truly came to know humanity and human history.

Their feelings for each other deepened.

But Diana always had one frustrating thing: she couldn't introduce Basil to other people, especially her mother.

However, on the day she turned eighteen.

On the very day she gained Mjolnir's approval and became a member of the [Dream Kingdom], everything seemed to take a turn for the better.

"Basil, is it true? You really agree—"

"Yes," Basil pressed down on her shoulders, looking directly into her eyes, "I agree."

This girl, whom he had nurtured for ten years, was far more beautiful and prettier than Gale Gadot.

She is a true demigod, and all possibilities have been bound by Basil, making her the only one truly existing in both soul and body.

The other Dianas in the Multiverse are just strangers with the same name.

"That's wonderful!" Diana threw herself at Basil.

Ten minutes later.

Basil coughed.

"Diana, you should come down now."

"Is that the difference between men and women?" Diana, a little reluctantly. "Hey, you said you'd give me a gift when I turned 18, and that gift could be something we do together."

She meant to say take a bath.

However, the sound of an airplane engine coming from afar made her frown.

"German troops?"

Her eyesight clearly captured the shape of the plane and the pursuers behind it.

In the blink of an eye, accompanied by a flash of lightning, the man from the plane appeared out of thin air in front of her.

The man awoke instantly under the influence of Diana's power.

"Your name".

"Steve Trevor."

Even without the Lasso of Truth, no mortal can lie to Diana now.

But Steve himself was terrified.

As a professional spy, he immediately noticed something was wrong with himself.

Although the woman in front of him was heroic and stunningly beautiful, she was not enough to make him lose his mind.

As a true citizen of the British Empire, the woman's stunningly charming man was more likely to make him unable to extricate himself.

"You've brought trouble. You're just as much of a troublemaker as ever." Diana raised an eyebrow in disgust, having caught a glimpse of the man's superficial thoughts.

Britain, as a troublemaker, a scourge on humanity, and the true originator of the concentration camp system, is certainly disgusting.

But Germany isn't a good guy either.

She also knew about the poison gas that Dr. Maru was researching, when she was tracing Ares's trail.

This war is nothing more than dogs fighting each other.

"I am an American," Trevor said.

Under Diana's increasingly cold gaze, he kept changing his story.

"Okay, I work for the British intelligence service."

"OK, I am an American in the United States and a British in the United Kingdom."

"God, I am British, and I identify more as British."