I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

"I want a dog."

So said the boy in the forest.

Today is his birthday, and also his eleventh birthday.

It is also a very critical day.

The dark-skinned girl with curly ponytail said: "Then your parents will give you a big Rottweiler, Adam."

Children their age are at the point where they want to be recognized by their parents as adults.

Like a girl who wants a racing bike with a blade saddle twelve-speed for her birthday.

But unfortunately, in front of her parents, a little girl is always a little girl.

She got a girl's bike, the kind with a basket.

This made the girl very dissatisfied, even though she was just a little girl.

The friends in the forest are discussing birthday gifts.

The big black and white dog with a mouth full of fangs couldn't wait for his master to tell him about his majestic appearance.

Behind it, John was judging the dog's size and unhealthy-looking teeth.

"This dog is so ugly. Could it be that he is also a demon from hell?"

John felt a familiar feeling from the big dog.

Like a white wolf, also like Surtur.

He remembers that feeling, which he calls destiny or destiny.

"A big dog related to fate?" John frowned and thought, this kind of thing is usually something that destroys the world.

But from the big dog, the feeling is extremely strange.

He was thinking about whether to hold down the big dog and dissect it for study, when he heard the little boy describing the dog of his dreams.

"I don't want a big dog."

The big dog was stunned for a moment after hearing this, as if he didn't expect that his master wouldn't like his majestic and domineering appearance.

Adam said, "I want a puppy that I can play with."

"I want a very smart puppy that can go down rabbit holes and learn to play games."

The big dog felt bad, and it had something to do with the fact that his wise and mighty hellhound had nothing to do with it except being smart.

Adam didn't feel at all that he was influencing the fate of a powerful hell creature. He talked about his dog enthusiastically.

"I'll call it..."

John was also attracted by the child's voice, and he discovered that the child was special.

The feeling of having a game with fate made him aware of the aura of fate like Ragnarok.

"Naming gives life meaning, identity and function." John narrowed his eyes, "This child has the ability to influence destiny, which is very special."

John looked at the man and the dog who were affected by fate, and he waited for an answer that would make him certain.

"I'll call him doggy."

As soon as Adam finished speaking, John saw the huge dog turn into a small dog in an instant.

John: "..." He suddenly liked the child.

After all, we are all people with bad names.

At the same time, John also determined one thing.

"Destiny's Child."

He stared at Adam, thoughts welling up in his mind.

This feeling was all too familiar to him.

The boy born at the end of July, the flaming giant who brought dusk to the gods, the era of swords and axes, the wolf, the storm, and the snow that will finally come.

The child is a chosen judge of fate.

John became interested, although he didn't know where this place was yet.

But from the familiar English and surrounding environment, John felt that he should have returned to Earth.

Although it was strange why hell's banishment sent people back to Earth, John didn't care.

At worst, open the door again and go back.

But John, who likes to study destiny, doesn't mind observing the Child of Destiny.

When the big dog turns into a puppy, it rushes out to find its owner.

Adam was very surprised. He didn't expect that he just said it casually and then he actually appeared.

His friends were also shocked.

Everyone's eyes and mouths widened, as if they didn't expect that their daydreams could come true.

I don’t know if my daydream can come true.

Like a bike with a blade saddle and twelve speeds?

"Cough cough."

John steps out, his presence attracting the attention of Hellhound.

It's a pity that its owner made it so amiable that it has no deterrent effect at all.

"Who are you?" The girl Pepa became wary as soon as she saw the outsider.

John touched his chin and thought for a while and said, "You can call me...well, Mr. Wick."

After hearing John's words, the child king Adam asked: "Mr. Wick, why are you here."

"Actually, I followed a big vicious dog here, but..."

John glanced at the dog, nodded and said, "The dog is probably gone now."

"Maybe he's gone?" Pepa said viciously, "Your vocabulary and English seem like you haven't gone to school."

"I'm sorry, but in the school I attend, vocabulary is not the criterion for judging grades."

John raised his eyebrows and said, "But how about I serve as your guardian for the time being, so that you can play freely in this tentative base?"

Adam warned: "Guardian? What is your purpose?"

"You must want to kidnap us and lock us up." Pepa continued to use her vocabulary beyond her years.

Are children so mature now?

After John thought for a brief three seconds, he came to a conclusion.

He took out a bill from his pocket and said, "I provide drinks and snacks service."

"Okay, we agreed."

The banknotes were taken away, and John felt that it was better not to waste so much time on things that could be solved with banknotes.

But John also needed a place to live, so he asked Adam to take him to a nearby place to live.

Of course, you have to add money.

A bicycle with a blade saddle and twelve speeds is a very good reward.

But John also discovered something.

For example, the world you are in seems not to be your original world.

John saw that he only had a large amount of money left, and he forgot that he seemed to have traveled without bringing much.

"Okay, Mr. Liar." The four little guys stood in a row and denounced John.

"You owe us fifteen pounds now."

Each of them holds an ice cream in their hands, bought with their own money.

It was also one of the rewards John promised.

Hearing this, John smiled awkwardly.

This was indeed England, but not where John was.

John looked up at the sky.

I don’t know why, but the starry sky in this universe feels fake.

It can't be considered completely false, it can only be said that the quality seems to be lower than my own.

John sighed and said, "Plans have changed. You have to take me to a bigger place."

"Why?" Pepa said, holding the white ice cream, as if she saw through it, "You want to sell us?"

"Well, I do have something to sell, but not to you."

John felt in his pocket and took out a piece of gold that glistened in the sun.

At this time, several children's eyes widened.

Gold is hard currency wherever it goes.

Although he doesn't have much money, turning stone into gold is still an essential skill for an alchemist.

The hell dog was staring at John, a dangerous person.

John smiled at it.

at the same time.

I'm in a bookstore.

White angels and black demons drink.

The man wearing sunglasses paused because he felt it.

The child who will determine the fate of this world meets the hellhound.

This changes the smell of the world.

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