What If....The Darkhold Corrupted Wanda in a different way?

Wanda Maximoff floated mid-air within her Hideout, the inside of the Cabin being bathed with scarlet light as the Sokovian practices in the dark-arts that the Darkhold held. Her eyes were closed with concentration, but even the strongest minds could not resist the corruption of the Darkhold. Soon, whispers could be heard, little devils on Wanda's shoulders putting ideas in her mind. Wanda was a Nexus Being. She could alter probability alongside the flow of entire universes. So powerful, yet the Darkhold had its grasp on her mind as more whispers could be heard and then even more. It was maddening, the number of voices racing through her head, trying to disrupt Maximoff's concentration.

Suddenly there was silence, the whispers gone... But not their corruption. As Wanda's eye snap open, glowing with Chaos Magic. Wanda then begins to meticulously wave her arms and hands around in preparation to cast a spell. A scarlet aura started to form around the witch, but with every movement of her arms, it shrank until it was eventually sucked into Wanda. The Scarlet Witch now stood up. She had a disturbed look on her face, yet at the same time, she looked completely out of it. As if all her actions had been done in a daze. Her lips parted and from her mouth she said one phrase.

"No more clothes."

The aura that had been sucked into her burst out. Its size was immense, far surpassing the room Wanda was in, surpassing the cabin, the country, even the planet she was on. The aura could only be described as a wave as it raced by, encompassing solar systems, galaxies, and even outgrowing her own universe and entering others. As the wave traveled throughout the multiverse, Wanda's clothes met their end as they began to dematerialize, slowly being taken apart until she was left with nothing. The clothes within the cabin met a similar fate, being destroyed soon afterward. Soon, Wanda could no longer hold out, as she eventually stopped producing the wave and fell to the floor. The destruction of women's clothes across the multiverse had taken its toll on the witch as she lay on the cold floor, passed out.