Final Skyfather

Sakaar's sky split open.

A rift appeared out of nowhere. Beyond it was not the starry sky, but chaos.

A silver spatial grid formed the skeleton, violet storms of power formed the flesh, and a golden-green torrent of life surged within. Pure white data streams ran like nerves, while a crimson halo resembled a seal, forcibly recognizing all these impossible things as real.

A gigantic humanoid silhouette rose from the chaos.

It was Chu Hang's will.

He merely stood there, and Sakaar's dimension began to warp.

Then, the torrent of laws found an outlet.

Chu Hang's body.

The phenomenon covering the sky crazily poured back into that floating body of flesh.

The torrent of energy scoured his body.

Every inch of skin, every cell, was shattered, broken down, then reassembled into a higher form of life.

The shackles of a mortal body were completely shattered.

The immense humanoid silhouette—Chu Hang's spiritual body—lowered its head and looked down.

He saw the past.

The rotten mud of Normandy, the darkness beneath the ice, the light around Carol, Tony's mentor, the Avengers' final pillar of support.

From an insect that could be crushed at any moment to standing now at the pinnacle of the universe.

He was no longer that insect.

His spiritual body suddenly dropped like a meteor, plunging back into the body below that was wrapped in laws.

The instant the two touched, Chu Hang's body let out a groan of unbearable strain.

His skin reddened inch by inch, like heated iron.

His silver-white hair moved without wind. At the end of every strand, tiny spatial rifts tore open.

He abruptly opened his eyes.

There were no whites, no pupils—only two slowly rotating nebulae.

The power of five laws had finally found a perfect vessel.

The space, time, matter, energy, and