The sorcerer looked down his eyes shifting from left to right, thinking fast and hard about something.
“Stiles, I mean you no insult, but would you enlighten me as to what you are?” The doctor asked.
Stiles had always told everyone else that he was magic. But this time, he knew his real label was important to disclose. “A druid called me a ‘Spark’. I’m not sure- I don’t really know exactly what it is or what it entails.”
The sorcerer squinted his eyes and he looked like he was thinking hard. But in the end he shook his head.
“I’m sorry but I’m not familiar with this Spark.”
“It’s not really a specific thing. It’s like a precursor to something or a remnant of something else. It’s a potential with unlimited probability.”
“That doesn’t really explain what a
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The sorcerer walked closer to him and made a hand gesture, as if he was turning a door knob. A magic circle glowing in his hands turned. He did it again for several times.
“How peculiar. You seemed to be immune to the Time Gem.” The Doctor Strange said. “And you said ‘images’?”
Stills think back to those images. Nothing was clear but he had a feeling that it belonged to him. “Yes. I think they were my… memories. But they feel… different? And they looked different.” Stiles said.
“I’m not sure but I think you used the Time Gem before.” Doctor Strange made another gesture and hundreds of crystal prisms appeared out of thin air. Stiles was aware that the unusual glowing in his skin flared and suddenly one of prism shattered. “And I can’t access that previous time stream to know why you did it.”
Stiles raised his hand, warily looking at the barrier keeping the green specks of light from touching him. It felt like his own magic but it was stronger. A lot stronger. He looked at the Sorcerer Supreme and asked, “What does this mean?”
“The truth is I do not know. But there must be a good reason behind it. And whatever it is, it must have been extreme for you to use an infinity