I Am in Marvel with Unlimited Cards

Powerful telekinetic energy manifested into tangible waves of force, radiating from the small cabin, like tidal waves crashing outward, annihilating all lifeforms within a hundred-meter radius. 

The small island, already limited in size, saw the birds in the forest and fish along the shore instantly crushed into pulp by the sheer telekinetic force, their remains dissolving into nothingness. 

The island's ground and the sandy shoreline near the sea were stained with a disturbing layer of faint blood red.

Even the air itself trembled. Unlike Magneto's control over metal, the telekinetic field within this domain assaulted both the body and mind of anyone inside. 

Caesar remained unfazed by all this. He stepped steadily towards the cabin, leaving footprints behind with each step. 

He didn't absorb the chaotic energy swirling in the air, nor did he use his Superman abilities to counter the unconscious telekinetic field. Instead, he relied purely on the resilience of his Superman body, enduring the relentless force.

The power of the Superman domain was overwhelming. If he used it recklessly, Jean could suffer a backlash from her own telekinesis, and with her fragile physique, she wouldn't survive even minor injuries.

Caesar appeared to be walking leisurely, but no one knew he was enduring pressure far heavier than a mountain.

The closer he got to the cabin, the stronger the telekinetic force pushing him away became. 

The trees around the small cabin were shedding leaves, their trunks disintegrating bit by bit. The waves on the beach reversed direction, pulling away from the shore and crashing back into the sea.

"Jean," Caesar murmured softly as he reached the cabin and opened the wooden door.

Inside, Jean's small body floated about two and a half meters in the air, her eyes closed tightly. Her delicate, pale face was full of pain, and her white dress and golden hair were floating despite the lack of wind, making her resemble a phoenix about to take flight.

The moment Caesar opened the door and saw Jean, the telekinetic force instantly intensified tenfold. The already fragile cabin disintegrated into dust.

Jean's clothes disintegrated along with it, revealing a flawless, white body, seemingly crafted by the hands of a god, without a single imperfection. Though entirely nude, her body emitted a faint white glow, like a sacred, untouchable work of art.

Sensing Caesar's gaze, Jean instinctively curled up in the air, hugging her chest with her arms, her knees bending as her golden hair cascaded down her shoulders and covered her feet, making her even more alluring with the hint of concealment.

"This..."

For a moment Caesar was speechless. He had seen countless women, but he had never seen a body as perfect as Jean's. Quickly, his clothes, unprotected by his Superman domain, began to disintegrate under the immense telekinetic force, turning to dust from the outside in.

"Damn," Caesar muttered with a wry smile as his clothes vanished, revealing his tall, muscular body, perfectly proportioned to the golden ratio, every inch exuding unimaginable strength. If someone were to capture this scene, it would surely eclipse the famous statue of David.

Once his clothes were off, Caesar moved quickly. He flew to Jean and gently touched her forehead with his finger.

A radiant light shone from his fingertip and entered Jean's mind - it was Caesar's mental energy.

While Caesar couldn't control objects or lifeforms with telekinesis like Raina, Charles, or Jean, his mental energy far surpassed anyone else's. Instead of using this power offensively, he chose to open his mental defenses and allow Jean's telekinesis to enter his mental world.

Such an act would be suicidal for most, even for Apocalypse, who had lived for millennia, as allowing someone to enter one's mental world could easily result in death.

But Caesar was not afraid - he was Superman. There was no force in the universe that could kill him, not even this...

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"Where is this?" 

Jean, in her ethereal soul form, appeared in a vast, boundless space. Below her was a shimmering ocean, while above her was a starry universe sparkling with countless lights.

Jean looked around in confusion. She wasn't sure why she was here. Shouldn't she be in the small hut by the sea, waiting for Caesar to return?

Then she heard a voice on the distant horizon.

"Who are you?"

The voice was similar to Caesar's, but much calmer and more magnetic.

Though confused, Jean answered, "I'm Jean. Caesar said I can also be called Phoenix."

"Jean… Caesar… I see."

The voice, carrying a deep, meaningful tone, continued, "It's time for you to return."

"Return where?"

"To where you belong."

"Oh."

Jean blinked, still unsure but understanding the need to go back. She then asked, "Who are you?"

"Me?" The voice paused briefly before answering, "Listen well, I am Ca—"

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Outside, on the island.

"Wake up, Jean!"

Struggling against the resistance, Caesar held Jean tightly in his arms, shouting to her.

Jean's body trembled, and the telekinetic force withdrew like a receding tide. Her golden hair stopped floating and fell gently around her, and she slowly opened her eyes, looking at Caesar with a dazed expression.

"Caesar, is dinner ready?"

"Dinner? You're still thinking about food, you little glutton!"

Feeling relieved, Caesar chuckled as he landed back on the ground while still holding Jean.

Jean glanced down and suddenly exclaimed, "Ah! Why am I not wearing any clothes? And where are your clothes, teacher?"

"You have the nerve to ask."

Caesar gave her a playful glare. "Do you not remember what just happened?"

"What happened?"

Jean tilted her head in confusion. Then, as if remembering something, she exclaimed, "Oh! I went to a strange place, and there was someone talking to me."

Caesar raised an eyebrow. "What did you talk about?"

"About..."

Feeling the warmth of Caesar's body pressed against hers, Jean's face flushed a deep red. Her heart raced as she stammered, "It was something important, but I'd forgotten."

"Then forget about it."

Caesar also sensed the atmosphere becoming slightly awkward. Remembering the earlier scene of her beauty, he swiftly flew into the ocean, bringing Jean along with him. The cold water helped calm the ambiguous warmth between them, cooling things down.

"Weren't you off saving the world, Caesar?" Jean asked as she surfaced from the water, eager to find a conversation topic.

"You are my world."

Ruffling her hair affectionately, Caesar looked at her and smiled, "Jean, I'm just glad you're okay."

"I'm glad you're okay too," Jean whispered softly, placing her small hand over her chest, where her heart was still racing. Deep within, a seed had quietly sprouted.

Caesar sighed, "Well, now we have no house, no clothes, and I didn't even make dinner."

If the X-Men knew he was worried about such things, they would be speechless, not knowing what to say.

(End of Chapter)

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