Marvel: Empire of Power-Chapter 65: The Alchemist of Power, a Dangerous Infusion

The acquisition of over five full Prime Essence Shards and samples of the potent "Element X" isotope threw Elias Thorne into a period of intense, private deliberation. The System presented him with a dizzying array of possibilities. He could attempt to prototype an entirely new Tier 3 Troop Template, something far beyond his current Feral Strikers. He could significantly upgrade the existing Feral Striker blueprint, perhaps creating a "Mark II" variant infused with greater resilience or new offensive capabilities. Or, most enticingly, he could attempt a [Significant Host Power Augmentation – Direct Infusion of Prime Essence for Personal Attribute Transcendence/New Ability Manifestation]. This last option, the System hinted, carried both the greatest potential reward and the highest personal risk.

His current mirrored powers from Wolverine were already formidable – Omega-tier healing, adamantium-laced skeleton, claws, superhuman senses, and a controlled berserker rage. What more could Prime Essence infusion offer? The System's projections were vague but tantalizing: [Potential Manifestations: Enhanced Energy Manipulation (drawing on residual Red Skull/Tesseract data?), Advanced Psionic Capabilities (amplifying existing resistance into offense/defense?), Deeper Attunement to Prime Conduit Energies (allowing for more direct influence or synergy with Logan (if found) and Namor?), or entirely unpredictable X-Factor abilities based on Host's unique System interface.]

The risk lay in the instability of directly infusing such raw, potent energies into his own being, even one already adapted to Wolverine's template. It could lead to unforeseen mutations, psychological imbalance, or even a catastrophic overload.

For days, Elias sequestered himself in the deepest, most secure level of his Montreal research compound – a vault shielded by layers of concrete, steel, and subtle energy dampeners, a place where not even Dr. Finch was permitted access without explicit invitation. Here, surrounded by the quiet hum of the System, he analyzed the data, weighed the probabilities, and peered into the shadowed abyss of his own ambition.

His Feral Strikers were becoming incredibly effective Tier 2 assets. Upgrading them further was tempting. Creating a new Tier 3 template was the logical progression for building his army. But the lure of enhancing his own power, of pushing his personal capabilities into uncharted territory, was almost irresistible. He was the nexus, the architect. His strength, his intellect, his very being, underpinned everything. Augmenting the core would amplify the entire structure.

He made his decision. The risk was worth the potential. He would infuse the Prime Essence into himself.

System, he commanded, his mental voice unwavering, surrounded by the faint, ethereal glow that sometimes emanated from him when channeling significant power. Initiate Host Power Augmentation Protocol. Utilize 5.0 Prime Essence Shards. Focus: Enhancement of existing Prime Conduit synergies, development of latent psionic/energy manipulation abilities, and overall systemic power core amplification. Calibrate for maximum stable integration.

The System responded, its ethereal interface flaring with intricate, shifting geometries of light. [HOST POWER AUGMENTATION PROTOCOL INITIATED. PRIME ESSENCE SHARDS (5.0) BEING ASSIMILATED. WARNING: UNPRECEDENTED ENERGY INFUSION. HIGH PROBABILITY OF PHYSIOLOGICAL AND PSYCHIC STRESS. TEMPORARY SYSTEM FUNCTION DISRUPTION POSSIBLE. INTEGRATION STABILITY: 65% (DEPENDENT ON HOST WILLPOWER AND EXISTING ADAPTATIONS). PROCEED WITH EXTREME CAUTION.]

Sixty-five percent stability. Not ideal, but acceptable for the potential gains. Elias steeled himself, his mind a fortress of cold, unwavering resolve. He drew upon his mirrored Wolverine resilience, the psionic resistance learned from that synergy, and the sheer, indomitable willpower that had taken him from a boy landlord to a global shadow power.

Proceed.

The infusion was unlike anything he had ever experienced. It wasn't the raw, physical agony of Wolverine's initial mirroring, nor the jarring bio-energetic shock of a Feral Striker empowerment. This was... deeper. More fundamental. It felt as if the very fabric of his being was being unraveled and rewoven with threads of starlight and cosmic fire.

A torrent of pure, raw energy surged through him, igniting every nerve, every cell. His adamantium-laced skeleton vibrated with a strange, harmonic resonance. His vision fractured into a kaleidoscope of impossible colors and geometries. He heard the whispers of the cosmos, the distant songs of dying stars, the silent, relentless grinding of tectonic plates miles beneath his feet.

His psionic defenses strained, buckled, then shattered, only to be instantly rebuilt, stronger, more resilient, forged anew in the Prime Essence inferno. He felt residual echoes of the Red Skull's malevolent ambition, the Tesseract's dimensional energies, the Fenris Twins' bio-electric fury, even the cold, alien thought patterns of the Kairyu-Shin, all being analyzed, dissected, and either assimilated as raw power or purged as incompatible dross by his System.

He saw glimpses of... possibilities. Lines of power connecting everything. The universe as a vast, interconnected web of energy that he could, perhaps, learn to touch, to manipulate.

Pain was a distant, irrelevant concept. His body arched, not in agony, but in a state of transcendent transformation. The light in his vault intensified, no longer ethereal, but a blinding, all-consuming radiance that would have vaporized any ordinary human. Elias Thorne was at the heart of a miniature sun, being unmade and remade.

When it finally subsided, hours or eons later (time had lost all meaning), Elias slumped against the vault wall, panting, his body drenched in sweat that steamed in the suddenly cold air. He felt... utterly drained, yet simultaneously, more powerful, more aware, than he had ever imagined possible.

The System interface slowly reformed, its light steadier, deeper, its geometries more complex and refined.

[HOST POWER AUGMENTATION: SUCCESSFUL. PRIME ESSENCE INTEGRATION: STABLE (88% - Host Willpower Exceeded Projections). PHYSIOLOGICAL/PSYCHIC ADAPTATION: ONGOING.] frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

[NEW ABILITIES MANIFESTED/ENHANCED:]

[Psionic Shielding (Tier Alpha): Active psionic defense capable of repelling telepathic intrusion, emotional manipulation, and minor energy assaults. Can be consciously projected to protect nearby allies (limited range/duration).] (An upgrade from his previous passive resistance.)

[Energy Siphon/Manipulation (Nascent – Tier Gamma): Ability to perceive, absorb, and redirect minor ambient or directed energy fields (elemental, kinetic, bio-electric). Requires extreme concentration and carries risk of overload. Potential for growth: SIGNIFICANT.] (Echoes of Schmidt and the Tesseract.)

[Prime Conduit Resonance (Amplified): Deeper empathic/telepathic connection to currently allied Prime Conduits (Namor). Allows for more nuanced communication, shared sensory input (at will), and potential for temporary, minor ability borrowing under extreme duress. WOLVERINE LINK: Dormant, but potential for re-ignition if conduit is rediscovered and stabilized remains.]

[System Attunement (Enhanced): Increased intuitive understanding of System mechanics, faster processing of System data, reduced energy cost for certain System functions, and minor precognitive flashes regarding System-related events or asset statuses.]

[Existing Mirrored Abilities (Wolverine): All functions refined, recovery times minimized, conscious control over psychosomatic manifestations (claws, rage) now near-absolute.]

His core [HOST POWER] was still [CLASSIFIED], but the underlying metrics the System tracked for itself had clearly taken a quantum leap. His [Prime Essence Shard Reserve] was now [0.3/5.0]. He had burned through his cache.

Elias slowly got to his feet. He felt... lighter. Faster. His thoughts moved with a speed that was almost dizzying. He looked at his hand, and with a mere flicker of intent, his adamantium claws slid forth, silent, perfect, an extension of his will rather than a primal urge. He focused, and felt the faint, ambient electrical hum of the vault's lighting, and for a moment, he could almost see the flow of electrons, almost touch it.

He had become something more. Not just a mirror of Wolverine's power, but an alchemist, taking the raw essence of defeated foes and System mechanics and forging it into something new, something uniquely his.

The world outside his vault continued its descent into war. But Elias Thorne now possessed capabilities that could shift that conflict in ways no one could anticipate. He could shield his allies' minds, draw power from his enemies' weapons, and connect with his Prime Conduits on a level that transcended mere command.

His first act was to test his amplified Prime Conduit Resonance. He focused his will, reaching out across the thousands of miles of ocean towards the Caribbean islet where Namor resided.

For a moment, nothing. Then, a surge, not of water, but of cold, regal fury and the immense, crushing pressure of the deep ocean – Namor's consciousness, brushing against his own.

"Thorne?" The mental "voice" was clear, surprised, laced with suspicion. "You... touch my mind? Across the void? What new trickery is this, air-breather?"

"An enhancement to our... understanding, Prince Namor," Elias projected back, his mental voice calm, controlled. "Our alliance requires clarity. And occasionally, directness."

He felt Namor's cautious appraisal, then a grudging acknowledgment. This new level of connection would make their alliance far more efficient, and far more binding.

The alchemist of power had just taken his first step onto a much larger, more dangerous stage, his own abilities now beginning to rival those of the demigods and monsters he sought to control. The future of the war, and the world, had just become significantly more unpredictable.