Free Web NovelChapter 297: Chapter 297: Domestic Bliss — Wanda and Levi (2)
Levi set down his fork.
The roasted chicken on the plate tasted like a sponge soaked in water, but Wanda was watching him expectantly, a trace of humble anticipation hidden in her eyes.
He didn’t expose her. Instead, he smiled faintly and reached out to hold her intertwined fingers.
"It tastes good."
He paused.
"But this chicken deserves better treatment."
Alchemy laws spread silently across the dining table.
Rather than damaging the dimension, he reinforced the structure woven by Wanda’s Chaos Magic.
The dry chicken instantly turned golden and crispy, sizzling with rich juices. The fragrance of rosemary and roasted garlic exploded into the air—not some vague idea of "delicious," but the kind of aroma that hit straight into your brain.
Wanda froze.
It wasn’t just the food changing. The lifeless black-and-white tones around them began to shift as well.
Starting from Levi’s fingertips, the entire world was painted in vivid high-definition color.
The wallpaper gained the texture of silk. The sunset outside transformed from dull yellow into layered shades of crimson and violet. Even the dust drifting through the air became alive with detail.
"What’s happening...?"
Wanda murmured softly.
Levi cut off a piece of chicken and held it to her lips.
"Because you deserve the best."
Wanda opened her mouth and took a bite. The crispy exterior and tender meat bloomed across her tongue, and the unease in her eyes melted away, replaced by a sense of security she had never known before.
She didn’t notice that Levi had already planted a seed of reality deep within Westview’s core.
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The doorbell rang.
Before Wanda could stand up, Agnes pushed the door open herself.
Purple tracksuit. A stack of neighborhood flyers. A laugh loud enough to shake dust from the ceiling.
"Oh my, sorry to interrupt your candlelit dinner."
Her gaze swept across the table before settling on Levi’s face with open scrutiny.
Levi stood up. freёwebnovel.com
"Agnes, would you like some apple pie?"
Agnes waved her hand dismissively, stepping closer and lowering her voice.
"Anthony, where did you used to work again?"
"I could’ve sworn Wanda said her husband wasn’t exactly... physically capable?"
Wanda’s face instantly paled, her fingers tightening around the tablecloth.
The wallpaper around them began rippling like water.
Levi calmly walked around the table and stopped in front of Agnes.
He towered over her by nearly a head, his shadow swallowing her whole.
"You remembered wrong."
His voice was soft.
"I’ve always been healthy. I’ve always been here."
Agnes suddenly felt as though the air had turned into molten iron.
The pressure wasn’t physical—it was the oppressive gaze of something existing on a far higher dimension.
She had lived for centuries, and her instincts screamed danger.
The man before her was absolutely not one of Wanda’s fabricated puppets.
Levi reached out and adjusted her collar, his fingertips brushing lightly against her neck.
"It’s normal for neighbors to misremember things."
He smiled at her.
"But if you keep forgetting... maybe you’ve just been too tired lately."
"Don’t you think?"
Agnes’s smile stiffened. Cold sweat formed on her forehead.
Her magic felt like a damp matchstick before him—unable to produce even a spark.
"R-right... maybe I remembered wrong."
She let out two awkward laughs and quickly stepped backward.
"I’ve still got soup cooking at home. I should go."
She practically fled through the door.
Wanda watched her leave.
"What happened to her?"
Levi returned to his seat and picked up the knife again.
"Maybe she got too jealous of the apple pie."
He cut off another slice and placed it onto Wanda’s plate, sneering inwardly.
A small fry like Agatha dared to tamper with Wanda’s dreamscape?
He wouldn’t mind turning the witch into a living room rug.
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After dinner, the fire in the fireplace crackled softly.
Wanda leaned against Levi’s chest, her long hair spilling across him.
This kind of intimacy had once carried a fragile, artificial feeling—as if it could collapse at any moment.
But now, it was different.
Levi released the resonance of his Mental Law, turning his consciousness into a warm stream that seeped gently into the cracks within Wanda’s soul.
He could feel the enormous void buried deep inside her—Pietro’s death, Vision’s loss, her despair toward the entire world.
In the past, she could only forcefully stitch those wounds together with Chaos Magic.
Now Levi was using conceptual power itself to fill the emptiness.
"What are you thinking about?"
Wanda asked softly.
"I’m thinking... this place still isn’t perfect enough."
Levi lowered his head, resting his chin atop her hair.
"We should make this place more real. Make the things you love stop being illusions forever."
Wanda trembled slightly.
When she looked up at him, her eyes glowed with near intoxication.
At that moment, she completely released the final mental defense maintaining Westview’s structure.
Levi moved.
A tiny crack opened within his Inner Universe. Alchemy Laws intertwined with warped reality like an invisible net, taking control of every atom in the house.
The wood and bricks originally pieced together by Chaos Magic were granted true physical constants.
The floor was no longer a projection of thought—it became genuine hardwood rooted firmly in the earth.
The Seed of Reality began greedily absorbing surrounding Chaos Energy, transforming it into matter under Levi’s control.
Wanda only felt that the air seemed fresher and the furniture more tangible.
She never noticed that control of the dimension was quietly changing hands.
However, just as Levi’s consciousness extended outward along the town’s structure, his brows furrowed slightly.
Beneath the clock tower in the town square lurked an extremely cold aura.
It wasn’t Wanda’s power.
Nor Agatha’s witchcraft.
It was pure nothingness—a force existing solely to erase all things.
That node clung to Westview like a malignant tumor, feeding on Wanda’s life force and magic.
The moment Levi’s Concept of Greed touched it, a violent rejection surged back.
"Interesting."
"So besides me... there’s another guest stealing bites."
Without revealing anything, he withdrew his probe and increased the soothing influence over Wanda’s soul.
He needed her to remain in this state of absolute happiness.
Only then could he consume the entire dimension without alerting that Void Node.
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Avengers Compound.
Tony stared gloomily at the streams of data flowing across the monitors.
Adam had been helping Nathaniel calibrate temporal parameters nearby when he suddenly stopped moving.
"What is it this time, little guy?"
Tony rubbed his tired eyes.
Adam looked into empty space, nose twitching slightly before breaking into a bright smile.
"Dad’s eating something."
"He looks really happy."
Tony blinked.
"Eating?"
"In that chaotic mess of a dimension?"
Adam pointed toward the red dot representing Westview on the screen. His childish voice carried a terrifying authority.
"He’s eating that world."
"That world is starting to become shaped like Dad."
Tony sucked in a sharp breath and immediately turned toward the communicator.
"Steve, get everyone ready."
"That dimension’s about to burst open from the inside thanks to Levi."
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Westview, beneath warm golden lights.
Levi gently kissed Wanda’s cheek.
The Seed of Reality had already taken root. The fundamental logic of the entire dimension was being rewritten piece by piece.
The next version of Westview would no longer be Wanda’s sanctuary.
It would become Levi’s trap for drawing out the Void lurking behind everything.
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Night gradually spread across the town, carrying the damp stillness unique to midnight.
Wanda slept soundly in Levi’s arms, a satisfied smile resting on her lips.
Levi carefully laid her back onto the bed and stood there watching her.
The Scarlet Witch who made the multiverse tremble now looked like a child who had finally found a harbor.
He turned toward the window, eyes locking onto the sinister clock tower beneath the moonlight.
The Void aura there was becoming increasingly active, like a disturbed parasite trying to reclaim territory before the Seed of Reality fully expanded.
Levi tapped lightly into empty space. A strand of dark golden law power transformed into invisible threads that spread through the earth toward the tower.
The moment those threads touched the base of the tower, a strange sensation returned.
It wasn’t mere destruction.
It was hunger.
The feeling resembled his own Concept of Greed—but far more frenzied, stripped of all rationality.
Levi’s gaze darkened.
Westview might not simply be Wanda’s refuge.
It could very well be a carefully prepared incubator.
Someone was exploiting Wanda’s grief in an attempt to hatch a monster that even a single universe couldn’t contain.
The sensation reminded him of the Anti-Monitor from the DC Universe, though this presence was more hidden... and far more insidious.
He didn’t move to close the net yet.
It still wasn’t time to flip the table.
He needed the Seed of Reality to grow into a towering tree, binding all of Westview’s causality to himself.
When that happened, whatever hid beneath the clock tower would become nourishment for his Inner Universe.
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At the edge of the real dimension—
Adam suddenly shivered and grabbed tightly onto Tony’s sleeve. A dark golden glow flashed through his eyes.
"Tony... that bad thing is waking up."
Tony lowered the quantum detector in his hand, expression grave.
"You mean your dad’s in trouble?"
Adam shook his head, revealing a cold smile utterly unsuited for his age.
"No."
"That bad thing is the one in trouble."
"Dad’s preparing dinner for it."
"And Dad doesn’t like anyone stealing his seat at the table."
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Westview bedroom.
Levi sat back down beside the bed and held Wanda’s hand.
The Void Node was attempting to seep into her dreams, but with a gentle squeeze from him, the cold aura was restructured by Alchemy Laws into the material of a pleasant dream.
"Sleep, Wanda."
He spoke softly.
"When you wake up tomorrow, this world will be even more perfect than you imagined."
Outside, the clock tower released a deep, muffled groan—like a monstrous beast roaring unwillingly in its sleep.
But beneath the suppression of Levi’s laws, the sound eventually faded into the night.
The logic of Westview stabilized completely.
A hunt aimed at the Void had quietly begun beneath the gentle facade of a perfect husband.
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