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[h1][color=7d16c7]Oliver Sullivan[/color][/h1]
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[hr][hr] Jubilee Park and Garden -> New Asgard
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	Oli flinched back at the sudden intrusion into his mind. He really had to get out of the habit of speaking so causally to the walking gods of his age. As he took in all that was revealed to him, and a look of complete horror was frozen on his face. The mere idea that this could happen, that the multiverse could burn for the power fantasy of one man was vile, a kind of poison that made his stomach wretch and feel a deep and true fear. He had to stop this, this was, without a doubt, more important than anything else he'd ever done. Doom would fail, he'd see to it with all he had.

	As they were spirted away to new Asgard, Oliver shook his ehad to clear it, and ground himself to the new place. This was a lot, but nothing he couldn't handle. It was [i]also[/i] nice being probably far away from wherever his double was, they really didn't need to deal with that kind of insanity right now. For now, he simply weakly chimed in, "[color=7d16c7]In what she showed me, he killed Luminuous, maybe that's the who? Maybe her dying is the thing that makes everything go so [i]so[/i] wrong?[/color]" That was his best guess, or what he could do with the incomplete innformation he had.