But he forced it down and took a deep breath. "Yes, Father. You did the right thing. For the great cause."
A pleased smile spread across Ego's face. He patted Quill on the shoulder. "I knew you'd understand me!"
Day after day passed, and their performance of a "loving father and dutiful son" continued.
One day, after finishing his training, Quill sought out Ego.
"Father," Quill said, with just the right touch of frustration on his face, "I feel like I'm still missing something. This power is so immense, but I seem to be able to tap into only a tiny portion of it. At this rate, I'm afraid I'll hold back your grand plan."
"My child, don't be impatient." Ego's voice rang like a great bell. "Celestial power takes time to adapt to and master."
"But time waits for no one, Father!" Quill's tone grew urgent. "Didn't you say those seeds were already scattered across the universe, waiting to be awakened at any moment? I want to help shoulder your burden as soon as possible, not become one myself. If you could give me a little more power, perhaps I could get the hang of it faster, and we could sooner..."
Ego pondered for a moment, a flicker of hesitation crossing his face. But as he thought of Quill's perfect potential and the magnificent vision he was about to realize, he finally nodded.
"Very well, my child. Feel this power. Let it become part of you."
An even greater surge of blue energy rose from the depths of the planet and slowly poured into Quill.
More time passed.
Quill sought out Ego again.
"Father, I feel like I'm right on the verge! Just a little more, just a tiny bit! I can feel it-with just a little more power,