Showing posts with label Stephen Strange. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stephen Strange. Show all posts

Monday, 5 April 2021

Reed Richards : Space Monkey



Writer Mark Waid sought to redefine Doctor Doom in the 2003 “Unthinkable” storyline (Vol 3 #66-70 & Vol 1 #500), 
by having him forsake technology 
and invest entirely in mysticism. 

The story took its title from the “unthinkable” act Doom had to perform to acquire this new magical might from a trio of demons: 
Killing his first love, Valeria. 

With Valeria’s flesh turned into new mystic leather armor
the story follows Doom as he imprisons Franklin Richards in Hell, captures Valeria’s namesake, and succeeds in de-powering and imprisoning the Fantastic Four. 

He subsequently attempts to prove his superiority to Reed Richards by giving him the chance to find his way out of a prison that could only be escaped through magic, 
in the belief that Richards would fail to do so.
 

With the aid of Doctor Strange, however, 
Richards learns to utilize magic on a basic level 
by accepting that he could not understand it and escapes. 

Richards proceeds to trick Doom into rejecting the demons, 
resulting in them dragging Doom to Hell.




Monday, 7 January 2019

The Mirror Trick





Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.

And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing.

And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profiteth me nothing.

Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not; charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up,

Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil;

Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth;


Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.

Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away.

For we know in part, and we prophesy in part.

But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.

When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.

For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.

And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity.