Infinite - Volume 1

Evan’s mind raced. “What did you see?” he asked, voice tight with urgency.

“I saw what actually caused the universe’s destruction, back when you first got your powers,” Robot Buddy said, calm but weighted.

Evan leaned in. “What happened?”

“Remember the agent who tried to tackle you before you reached M63?”

“Yeah,” Evan nodded. The memory hit hard.

“You were pulled into the comet, but so was he. He hit it at the exact moment you did. That split the singularity’s power in half. M63 could only exist as a whole, self-contained. When it fractured, it broke the laws of reality. You got the creation side. He got the destructive one. That’s what tore everything apart.”

Evan’s breath hitched. “So splitting it almost... ended the universe?”

“Not completely,” Robot Buddy replied. “You unknowingly saved it by creating something new. But the agent’s subconscious, the destructive half, started unraveling everything until you stopped it.”

Evan’s eyes narrowed. “That’s what he meant when he said, ‘I’m only half of M63.’”

“Exactly. And why I didn’t say anything until we were safe in here. I wasn’t sure who might be listening.” Robot Buddy paused. “The last memory I pulled from the agent came from Clark. He was being put to sleep, some kind of capsule, containment. They’re trying to control the destructive side.”"

“Are they using him yet?” Evan asked.

“Not yet,” Robot Buddy replied. “But if they do, he’ll match you—he’s the other half of M63. Equal power, opposite force. And he’s got access to government tech that gives him an edge. If they can’t capture you, they’ll send him to eliminate you.”

A cold ripple ran down Evan’s spine. This wasn’t just a fight—it was a war he wasn’t ready for.

“That’s why you need to start training,” Robot Buddy said. “Now. I can build a simulation room, modeled from Clark’s memories. It’ll help you prepare for what’s coming.”

Evan hesitated, heart racing. Was he really ready?

“You are,” Robot Buddy said, reading him. “It’s time.”

They got to work. The chamber took shape—a vast, high-tech arena lit with soft ambient light. Holographic projectors lined the walls, buzzing quietly, waiting to bring Evan’s battles to life. Every detail adjusted in real-time, built to simulate any environment imaginable.

Robot Buddy linked into the control console. “Simulation loaded,” he said.

The room shimmered—and the world around them began to change.

Suddenly, they found themselves standing in a vast desert. The sun blazed overhead, golden sands stretching endlessly in every direction. Waves of heat shimmered in the air, making the horizon appear to dance. In the distance, a figure emerged-a superpowered agent, his eyes glinting dangerously with malicious intent.

Without warning, the agent launched an energy beam toward Evan, the air crackling with raw power. Evan froze, his mind racing but his body unresponsive. The beam struck him, sending a jolt of shocking pain through his system. As he crumpled to the ground, the words "GAME OVER" loomed large and ominous before him.

"Well, that didn't go well," Robot Buddy commented, his tone sympathetic. Evan, catching his breath, managed to stammer, "I froze. I didn't expect him to attack so quickly. I...I..."

"It's okay," Robot Buddy assured, "Let's try that again."

The simulation reset, and once more they stood in the scorching desert. The agent appeared, his eyes reflecting a menacing promise. A beam surged toward Evan, but this time he materialized a shimmering shield before him. Victory seemed within reach-until the agent opened a portal, diverting the beam to strike Evan's side with ruthless precision. Pain flared anew through Evan's body.