Marvel: Incursio

Subconsciously, Liam's eyes had started filling with pure white energy, gradually changing his perception. He could see the streets around him, his vision showing him many different people. He could see all of them, despite being so far away and there being heavy rain.

Liam watched them all, feeling the full weight of their pain and suffering. He saw the elderly couple embracing each other as they awaited their fate. Further up, he saw a desperate father who, despite the incoming landslide, was trying to dig up his children and wife from under a collapsed house. A loyal dog tugged at the lifeless hand of its fallen owner, trying to pull her from beneath the rubble.

Children cried at their father's upper body, the lower half of his body crushed by a massive stone support beam from a church building.

Scenes of agony and heartbreak flooded his mind—children weeping beside their father, whose lower body lay crushed under a massive stone beam from a collapsed church. Hundreds of such moments flashed before him like shards of glass, slowly creating a mirror within him. And when the reflection became complete, he finally saw himself.

The Heartmirror around his neck started glowing with a purple light. He closed his eyes and imagined what the scene would be like after the landslide hit.

When he did, he felt a deep sadness inside him. They were just ordinary people, caught up in something unlucky—something completely outside their influence.

Looking into the mirror created in his mind, he realized that all the people outside were exactly the same as him. What was happening now had once been his greatest fear. And in this very moment, it was their reality.

'And now,' he thought bitterly, 'they're all about to die. The elderly, middle-aged, teenagers, children, and even animals.'

Liam felt helpless. He knew he couldn't stop the landslide. He didn't have enough energy. Even if he did, his domain wasn't tall enough, wide enough, and just not strong enough.

He couldn't stop it from reaching this city, let alone the other cities around the mountain. Despite knowing this, he wanted to at least try to save these people.

'I have to do something,' Liam thought, walking toward the incoming landslide. He didn't fear it; he knew Incursio would protect him from something like that.

He walked through the streets toward the oncoming landslide. He kept observing the people around him, acknowledging their fear, suffering, and despair.

'My own suffering is nothing compared to all these people combined,' he thought. 'The pain I endure doesn't matter. As long as I can stay alive, why wouldn't I try?'

He continued walking outside the city, his mind silent. All he could hear was the rumbling of the landslide growing closer. At a certain distance from the city, he stopped and looked at the massive landslide approaching.

He stabbed the Incursio sword into the ground in front of him, taking one last glance at the city's people, with water from the heavy rain streaming down his helmet, before he turned back around.

Liam screamed out Incursio's name as loud as possible, hoping to get its attention.

A giant phantom appeared behind his back, its arms crossed and its cape fluttering in the wind.

'Hey, Incursio,' Liam thought, closing his eyes while focusing on the sword. 'I got the feeling you're still alive in there.'

The countless times he had felt someone else's instincts, feelings, and the changes in his body… He wasn't certain about everything, but he wasn't foolish enough to believe everything happening to him was normal.

'I don't care how much I suffer,' Liam thought, feeling a sharp pain all over his body. 'Or how much it hurts.'

Steam started to rise from Liam's body as he started to feel the urge to scream from the pain he was feeling.

The phantom's eyes, which had always been looking in front of it, suddenly moved down. It looked at Liam with great interest and surprise. 

'Let me use your powers…' Liam continued, every nerve in his body burning up. 'To their limits.'

'These people have already suffered enough from the earthquakes. Thousands died from the aftermath of MY fight,' he thought, gritting his teeth as the pain got worse.1

'I'm not about to let this entire island die because of that as well' His eyes started leaking blood from the sides.

'That's why,' he thought, veins of blood bursting all over his body, spilling out through tiny slashes as he grabbed Incursio even tighter. 'I need incredible amounts of power…'

'To protect these people.'

The phantom figure behind him revealed a large grin as the ground cracked and sets of chains spiraled into the air around Liam. The phantom leaned down, opening its mouth as it roared loudly, tightly wrapping its arms around Liam.

White energy spread around him, blowing away all the terrain within 100 feet, creating a massive crater where he stood. The white energy formed a cocoon around Liam and started shining brightly until nothing of Liam's figure was left visible.

Inside the white light, Liam regained feeling in the arm he had lost as something grew out of his body in its place. Liam screamed; the pain of regrowing a limb in seconds was far worse than losing it.

That wasn't the only painful thing. On his head, he felt a tearing pain as horns grew out. The horns were curved backward and looked exactly like those on his armor.

As his body transformed, so did Incursio. He felt a new connection on his back. A large set of wings was being created, slowly spreading out behind his back, and a second pair of eyes appeared on his helmet. Meanwhile, the armor's color had changed to a pure white color.

The pain remained agonizing, but the inside of Incursio's armor felt more comfortable. It felt as if the armor was no longer a foreign object, instead, it felt like it had become an extension of his own body.

Most importantly, he felt something else he could use. His attention turned to the large set of pure white wings on his back. He flapped them a few times before turning his attention back to the incoming landslide.

Liam saw how close it already was, the shadow of the landslide almost reaching him. With that, he spread out both wings and flapped them downwards. Liam shot up into the sky toward the landslide, the energy from his evolution still lingering around him.

At a height of 500 feet, Liam stopped.

Raising both his hands, he summoned a gigantic white rift behind him. The massive storm in the area parted as a mix of pure gold and white light shone through the clouds, landing on Liam and his surroundings as his domain took place.

The white rift closed as the ground far beneath Liam started to change, turning from mud to solid, cracked rocks. All trees in the area withered, and the grass disappeared.

Suddenly, the ground started shaking wildly. A thick golden light appeared on the ground. From the light, massive walls began to rise, starting right in front of Liam and spreading outwards to both sides. The walls grew so tall that the landslide behind them could no longer be seen.

'It's not done yet,' Liam thought as he flew straight for Mount Ida, now a volcano.

Behind him, he heard a deafening crash as the landslide collided with the wall.

The people from the nearby city all looked at the massive wall in front of their city in pure shock. Some started kneeling, screaming God's name, thanking him for the miracle. Others cried in relief, hugging their loved ones or continuing their search for them under the rubble.

Liam quickly reached the top of the volcano and floated in the air. He concentrated, closing his eyes as he imagined what he wanted to happen. Instead of spreading his domain in a sphere, he created a ring-like shape around the mountain in his mind.

He sent his energy to the wall he had already created, letting sections rise beside it one by one. These were the highest, thickest, and strongest walls he had ever created. The energy consumption was massive, and Liam began doubting if he had enough.

He pushed himself to his absolute limit, sending as much energy as possible to the walls. But everyone has a limit. As he created three-quarters of the walls, he began to slow down.

He felt himself weakening. His eyes started leaking blood again. He lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and kept pushing energy into the walls. Slowly, he approached his breaking point.

Only a few more miles remained, but Liam felt utterly drained. He looked at the surroundings with blurry eyes as his arm weakened.

At that moment, he felt presences behind him. The pressure lessened as he felt more energy entering his body. Liam slowly turned around, and what he saw made him smile weakly.

Behind him stood multiple white figures—some old, some young—all of whom he recognized. These were the same figures from the statues inside the Incursio dimension.

Bulat stood with his arms crossed, nodding in approval. Tatsumi had his fist raised, a wide grin on his face. Many others stood alongside them in their spirit forms, each of them with different expressions and habits. Despite their differences, one thing became very clear: they were all more than satisfied with Liam's character.

Liam turned his head back and refocused on finishing the massive wall.