American comic book: Scarlet Witch's Multiverse

Chapter 84 The Birth of the Child

At night, the farm is so quiet that only the rustling of the wind blowing across the grassland can be heard.

Wanda sat on the sofa in the living room, flipping through a parenting book titled "The Newborn Care Guide".

She read very attentively, occasionally pausing to lightly trace the pages with her fingertips.

It's like memorizing some key information.

Ganata lay on a recliner next to her, holding a cup of Wanda's special energy drink.

It was a drink made with chaotic magic, with a faint strawberry flavor.

She sipped her drink slowly, her eyes somewhat vacant as she gazed at the dark night sky outside the window.

Wanda.

Ganata suddenly spoke, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

"Um?"

Wanda put down her book and turned to look at her.

"She seems to have moved."

Ganata placed her hand on her fair and tender belly, her expression somewhat strange.

"It's not the kind of movement you feel when you're hungry; it's a different kind of feeling."

Wanda's eyes narrowed slightly.

She put down the book in her hand, got up and walked to Ganata's side, then squatted down.

She gently placed her right hand on the back of Ganata's hand, and a crimson light shone from her palm.

It gently and carefully seeped into Ganata's body.

The perception of chaos magic was like a finely intricate net, meticulously scanning the tiny life within Galactus's womb.

The next second, Wanda's pupils contracted slightly.

She saw it.

The small, already formed body was now curled up inside Ganata's body.

Like a sleeping star.

Her heartbeat was strong and powerful, each beat carrying a strange rhythm.

It's not just a simple physiological pulsation, but rather a resonance of some kind of energy.

What caught Wanda's attention even more was that two completely different yet intertwined lights were swirling around the child's body.

One is crimson.

That was her chaotic magic.

Another color is a deep blue.

That is the primordial power belonging to the Star Devourer Clan.

The two forces, like two gentle rivers, flowed slowly around the child's body.

They sometimes converge and sometimes diverge.

Ultimately, a portion of it will be absorbed by the child's body.

With each absorption, the child's heartbeat becomes a little stronger.

"How is it?"

Looking at Wanda's expression, Ganata asked somewhat nervously.

"She is very healthy."

Wanda withdrew her hand, and the crimson light dissipated.

Her tone was calm, but her eyes held a rare, complex emotion.

"It's healthier than we expected."

"You could even say it's a bit too healthy."

Ganata blinked.

"What do you mean?"

"The essence of her life is completely different from what we initially expected."

Wanda stood up and walked to the window, looking at the night sky outside.

Her voice was very soft, as if she were talking to herself.

"Your star-devouring bloodline, combined with my chaos magic, has created something within her—"

She paused for a moment, as if searching for the right words.

"Integration is not a simple addition, but a true fusion."

"The two forces have formed a completely new balance within her."

"She is neither a pure member of the Galactus race nor a simple creation of chaos magic."

"She is a completely new existence."

After listening, Ganata remained silent for a few seconds.

Then she looked down at her stomach and gently touched it.

"So—is she very capable?"

Her question was very simple.

Wanda turned her head, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"meeting."

"Very impressive."

Ganata's eyes lit up.

"Even more powerful than Clark?"

Wanda thought for a moment, then answered seriously.

"Not necessarily now."

"But later—"

She didn't finish her sentence, but her meaning was already quite clear.

Ganata nodded in satisfaction.

"That's good."

"Otherwise, her brother will always think he's invincible, and someone has to teach him a lesson."

Wanda chuckled softly but didn't reply.

She walked back to Ganata and gently placed her hand on her shoulder.

"However, there is one thing to note."

"What is it?"

Ganata looked up at her.

"She's about to be born."

Wanda's voice was calm, but Ganata could hear the seriousness in it.

"It's faster than we expected."

"It might happen in the next few days."

Ganata paused for a moment.

"So fast?"

"Her development rate far exceeds that of a normal fetus."

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Wanda explained.

"Your star-devouring bloodline makes her extremely efficient at absorbing energy, and with my chaotic blood as nourishment—"

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"Her growth rate is almost dozens of times that of an average baby."

"Her body is now fully mature and she could be born at any time."

Ganata remained silent for a moment.

Then she took a deep breath and nodded.

"I see."

"So what do we need to prepare?"

Wanda did not answer immediately.

She closed her eyes, and the perception of chaotic magic spread outwards from her.

Like an invisible giant net, it envelops the entire farm.

A moment later, she opened her eyes.

"Her birth may have caused some—strange phenomena."

"Strange phenomenon?"

Ganata frowned.

"What kind of strange phenomenon?"

"uncertain."

Wanda shook her head.

"But judging from the energy contained within her body, it will at least cause energy fluctuations within a certain range."

"This volatility may attract some unnecessary attention."

She didn't say it explicitly, but Ganata understood.

They are not the only extraordinary beings in this world.

There are too many ancient and mysterious forces hidden on Earth.

Those beings that exist often have an inexplicable interest in the powerful life forms that are "newborn".

"Therefore, I need to make some preparations in advance."

Wanda said, then turned and walked towards the door.

"You rest here, I'll go set up some things."

Ganata nodded.

Wanda walked out of the house and into the courtyard.

The night wind carried the scent of grass and earth, stirring her long, crimson hair.

She looked up at the night sky.

The stars twinkle, and the Milky Way stretches across the sky.

Very beautiful.

But she also knew that too many unknown threats were hidden under this starry sky.

She looked away and raised her right hand.

A crimson light emanated from her palm and then spread outwards like flowing water.

The light seeped into the earth, into the air, and into everything around it.

She is weaving a magic circle.

A giant magic circle centered on the entire farm, covering an area of ​​several kilometers in radius.

This magic circle has two functions.

First, concealment.

Any form of energy detection, mental perception, or prophetic prying will be blocked by the magic array.

From the outside, it looks like an ordinary farm.

There were no abnormalities.

Second, absorption.

If an energy fluctuation truly erupts at the time of a child's birth, the magic circle will absorb and transform it.

Not a single ounce of energy will be allowed to leak out.

Wanda acted quickly.

Chaos magic in her hands was like the gentlest thread, weaving intricate runes and circuits according to her will.

Half an hour later, the magic circle was completed.

Wanda stood in the center of the courtyard, looking at the faintly shimmering crimson patterns on the ground beneath her feet.

Those patterns quickly faded and disappeared.

On the surface, nothing has changed.

But Wanda knew that this place had become an "absolute territory".

Here, she is the rule-maker.

After doing all this, Wanda returned to the house.

Ganata was still lying on the recliner, holding the empty energy drink in her hand.

Seeing her return, Ganata asked, "All done?"

"Um."

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Wanda nodded and sat down next to her.

"Next, we just have to wait for her to choose a time herself."

Ganata reached out and took Wanda's hand.

Are you nervous?

Wanda paused for a moment, then nodded slightly and said, "A little."

Ganata smiled.

"That's rare."

"I thought you would never be nervous."

Wanda did not refute this.

She looked at Ganata's belly with a gentle gaze.

"Because these are our children."

"It's different from facing an enemy."

Ganata's smile became even gentler.

She took Wanda's hand and placed it on her stomach.

"She must be very beautiful."

"Like you."

Wanda felt the faint rhythm coming from the palm of her hand.

That was the child's heartbeat, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

"Just like you."

Outside the window, the night wind blows across the grassland.

Inside the house, two women who were about to become mothers quietly awaited the arrival of their new life.

The next morning.

Clark rushed back from the Metropolitan.

He was working on a case, but after receiving Wanda's call, he immediately dropped everything.

With superhuman speed, it flew back to the farm in less than ten minutes.

"How is Mother?"

He asked as soon as he entered the door.

"Still sleeping."

Wanda sat on the sofa in the living room, holding a cup of tea in her hand.

"She was a little tired last night, so I told her to rest a bit more."

Clark breathed a sigh of relief and sat down opposite Wanda.

"Father, you said the baby is about to be born?"

"Um."

Wanda nodded and said, "It might be in the next few days, so I asked you to come back."

"What do you need me to do?"

Clark's expression turned serious.

"Go to the Metropolitan Museum of Art tonight and invite Diana over."

Wanda said to Clark.

Clark paused for a moment.

"Aunt Diana?"

"right."

Wanda took a sip of tea, her tone calm.

"I need someone to help when my child is born."

"Your mother needs someone to take care of her, and I need to preside over the magic circle."

"Diana is the most suitable candidate."

"She's capable enough, and we trust her."

Clark thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "I understand."

"After dark, I'll go to the Metropolitan."

Wanda hummed in agreement and said nothing more.

Clark looked at his father and suddenly asked, "Father."

"Um?"

Are you nervous?

Wanda paused slightly in her teacup.

Then she looked up at Clark.

Why are you asking this question too?

Clark smiled.

"Because I was nervous too."

"Although it's not my child, but—"

"I have this feeling like I'm going to be a big brother soon, and I don't really know what to do."

He scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.

Wanda looked at him, her gaze softening, and said with a light laugh, "You've been the older brother for a long time."

"From the day you came into this family."

Clark paused for a moment.

Then he lowered his head and softly hummed in agreement.

A faint smile played at the corners of his lips.

Night falls.

Clark donned his battle suit, soared into the sky, and disappeared into the night.

Wanda stood in the yard and watched him leave.

Then she turned and went back into the house.

Ganata was already awake and sitting on the sofa in the living room.

She was holding a new energy drink in her hand.

"Clark is gone?"

"Ganata asked."

"Yes, I'm going to find Diana."

Wanda sat down beside her and asked gently, "How are you feeling?"

"fine."

Ganata touched her belly.

She was very quiet today.

"It's much quieter than yesterday."

Wanda reached out and gently placed her hand on her stomach.

The perception of chaotic magic seeped in once again.

A moment later, she withdrew her hand.

"She is gathering strength."

Wanda said, "Preparing for birth."

Ganata paused for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Wanda."

"Um?"

"What kind of personality do you think she would have?"

Wanda thought for a moment.

"have no idea."

"But no matter what their personality is, they are all our children."

Ganata smiled.

"That's true."

The two sat quietly, waiting.

An hour later.

Two sounds came from the courtyard.

Clark and Diana have arrived.

The door was pushed open, and Diana walked in first. She wasn't wearing armor; she was just dressed in ordinary casual clothes.

Even so, the heroic spirit that belonged to a demigod could not be concealed from her.

"Wanda, Galatea."

She quickly walked up to the two of them, looking at Ganata with concern, and asked, "How is it?"

"fine."

"I'm just a little nervous."

Ganata smiled.

Diana sat down beside her and took her hand.

"Don't be nervous."

"With me here and Wanda here, everything will be alright."

Her voice was gentle, carrying a reassuring power.

Ganata nodded.

Clark also came in and sat down a little further away.

He didn't speak, but simply looked quietly at the three elders.

Wanda stood up and said to Diana.

"Diana, I might need to trouble you with something from now on."

"Tell me, what do you need me to do?"

Diana asked earnestly.

"When the child is born, I will preside over a ritual to ensure that the energy fluctuations do not leak out."

Wanda explained.

"I might not be able to concentrate at that time."

"Ganata and the child's safety are entrusted to you."

Diana nodded.

"Leave it to me."

Her tone was firm, without the slightest hesitation.

Wanda looked at her and thanked her sincerely.

"Thank you, Diana."

"You're welcome."

Diana smiled.

"I watched Clark grow up."

"This child, naturally, is one I've watched grow up."

Upon hearing this, Clark, who was standing nearby, turned his head away somewhat embarrassed.

Ganata laughed.

Time passed by, second by second.

Three o'clock in the morning.

It was the darkest time of night.

Ganata suddenly opened her eyes.

Wanda.

Her voice trembled slightly.

Wanda appeared beside her instantly.

"What's wrong?"

"She—she's coming out."

Ganata gripped Wanda's arm tightly.

Wanda's eyes narrowed.

She immediately turned to Diana and Clark and said.

"Get ready."

Diana stood up, and the Lasso of Truth appeared in her hand.

She wasn't wearing armor, but the power of a demigod had already begun to surge within her.

Clark also stood up, his eyes slightly red.

He is ready to act at any time.

Wanda helped Ganata into the bedroom.

Diana followed behind.

Clark stood guard outside the door.

Inside the bedroom.

Wanda had Ganata lie down on the bed, while she stood beside it.

She raised her hands, and a crimson light shone from her palms.

This time, she did not allow the light to seep into Ganata's body.

Instead, they were allowed to float around Ganata's body, forming a faint film of light.

This light film serves both as protection and guidance.

"Diana, watch your surroundings."

Without turning her head, Wanda said, "Tell me immediately if anything seems amiss."

"clear."

Diana stood in the doorway, holding the Lasso of Truth.

Her senses were fully engaged, monitoring everything around her.

Time passed by, second by second.

Ganata's breathing became rapid.

Her body began to emit a faint blue light.

That was a manifestation of the primordial power of the Star Devourer Clan.

At the same time, Wanda's chaos magic began to resonate with the blue light.

Crimson and deep blue intertwine to create a magnificent scene in the bedroom.

suddenly.

Ganata's body jolted violently.

A nebula-like energy body slowly separated from her body.

That mass of energy was like a miniature universe.

Crimson and deep blue nebulae swirl slowly within it.

In the center is a small, curled-up figure.

Wanda's hands moved gently.

The chaotic magic transformed into countless fine threads, cautiously probing into the nebula.

It's not about control, but about guidance.

Guide that tiny life to safely enter this world.

Time seemed to slow down dramatically at that moment, each second stretching out countless times.

at last.

The nebula began to slowly dissipate.

The tiny figures among them gradually came into view.

It's a baby girl.

Her skin was as white as the purest jade, and her hair was a rare deep blue-black, like the midnight sky.

There was a faint glimmer of starlight between those strands of hair.

As she slowly opened her eyes.

Everyone saw a pair of crimson eyes.

Like the purest ruby, deep and beautiful.

The baby girl did not cry.

She simply observed the world quietly.

Looking at the woman in front of him who had the same long, crimson hair.

Wanda reached out and gently picked her up.

It feels incredibly light when you hold it.

But Wanda could clearly sense the astonishing energy contained within this small body.

Crimson and deep blue light flowed slowly across the baby girl's body.

Like two gentle streams.

Wanda lowered her head and gently kissed her forehead.

Welcome to this world.

She whispered, "Arya."

"Your name is Alia Maximov."

The baby girl seemed to understand what she was saying.

Her crimson eyes blinked, and then the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, revealing a beautiful and innocent smile.

outside the window.

The magic circle surrounding the farm flickered slightly.

An invisible energy fluctuation was silently absorbed and transformed by the magic array.

It did not disturb anyone.

Only one shooting star streaked silently across the night sky.

It was as if they were offering blessings for the arrival of this new life.

Diana walked to Wanda's side and looked down at the baby girl in her arms.

Her eyes were full of tenderness.

"She is beautiful."

She said softly.

Then, she reached out and gently stroked Arya's forehead.

"In the name of the demigod Diana."

"Bless you, Arya."

May your life shine as brightly as the stars.

May you always be surrounded by love and light.

As she spoke, a wisp of golden light flowed from her fingertips.

It merged into Arya's body.

That was a trace of Diana's divinity.

Just like the blessing I sent to Clark back then.

It represents the most sincere wish of a demigod.

Wanda watched this scene and whispered her thanks, "Thank you, Diana."

Diana smiled but didn't say anything.

The bedroom door was gently pushed open.

Clark stood at the door, looking somewhat helplessly at the baby girl in Wanda's arms.

"Father—may I see her?"

His voice carried a hint of caution.

Wanda nodded and waved to him.

Clark went into the bedroom and came to the bedside.

He looked down at the tiny life, at his future sister.

The baby girl seemed to sense his gaze.

Her crimson eyes turned and met his gaze.

Clark was stunned.

He saw something indescribable in those eyes.

It's not power.

It's not a threat.

It was just a pure, unadulterated curiosity.

It's as if it's asking, "Who are you?"

Clark took a deep breath and said softly, "My name is Clark, and I'm your brother."

The baby girl blinked.

Then, she stretched out her little hand.

He gently touched Clark's fingers.

that moment.

Clark felt as if something soft had struck his heart.

He swore.

No matter what happens.

He will protect this little life.

She is his sister.

They are the family members he wants to protect.

On the bed, Ganata was somewhat weak, but in good spirits.

She reached out her hand, and Wanda carefully placed Arya in her arms.

Ganata looked down at her daughter.

Looking at those deep blue-black hairs, just like her own, and those crimson eyes, just like Wanda's.

Her eyes were slightly red.

"She's so beautiful, even more beautiful than I imagined."

She said softly.

Wanda sat down on the edge of the bed and put her arm around Ganata's shoulder.

"Like you."

Ganata stopped crying and started laughing.

"It looks just like you."

Diana and Clark exchanged a glance and both smiled.

Then he quietly left the bedroom.

Let's leave this peaceful space for these three people who have just become family.

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