Comics, X-Men, Juggernaut

Cain Marko, the Juggernaut, stared again at the book that had landed in front of him out of nowhere while he was staring at the original site of the Charles Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters, and reread the message;

To the holder of my book,

Know that you hold my most powerful creation, THE REALITY BOOK, with this anything you write in it will become reality. Yes, reality will mould itself around what you have written. Only you, as the new owner of my book, will have knowledge about both realties. This means you are now my latest amusement, little being. So go amuse and entertain me, I’m watching but will no longer be seen or heard from after this message.__

Signed, A bored as fuck all powerful being

Marko had enough experience with other Entities that he knew not to anger his new benefactor by ignoring the "gift" instead, he decided to write...

First, some protection...

• No one but Cain Marko may read this book

• No one but Cain Marko may write in this book

• No one except Cain Marko will be able to even hold, pick up or even touch this book

And for his test...

• Cain Marko may stop time with a snap of his fingers

He snapped his fingers and suddenly he noticed the X-Man Angel flying towards him, frozen mid-flight. Warren Worthington iii had some other abilities, but remaining still in mid-air wasnt one of them. He grinned and took a seat near a tree. He snapped his fingers again and Angel flew past him, not noticing him at all know he was out of sight.

He looked again at the sign that said "Charles Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters", considered his options, and started writing...

• All Mutants are Women
• my Mutant Sibling's parent favoured me
• I have full control of the powers I have taken from The Crimson Gem of Cyttorak and the Hammer of Kuurth. I also have an aura that makes the Women I find attractive horny for me
• I did fuck Jennifer Walters, She-Hulk, the real one
• My dick is sixteen inches while flaccid

Everything... warped. Time, people, places, were all altered. And Cain Marko stood up, not noticing he was now dressed in a smart red suit, and looked over at a building that was good as new, with a new sign on the wall. Or rather... the building had never fallen to ruin and the sign was what had always been there.

CAIN MARKO ACADEMY FOR GIFTED WOMEN