"Because," Ben said, "I didn’t beat him. I un-made him. I reached into his soul and told him his entire life’s purpose was a lie. That’s not fighting. That’s… being a god. And gods don’t stay heroes for long."
Ben slammed his palm down.
The second finger moved. The threads of unraveled timelines began to reweave themselves. ben 10 strongest alien
Ben’s fingers trembled over the Omnitrix. He had cycled through them all. Humungousaur? Too slow. Way Big? Too small against the fabric of reality. Alien X? The two personalities within, Serena and Bellicus, were still arguing about whether to intervene. He could already feel his past selves flickering out of existence.
Axiom lowered its hand. The single wing folded, and the galaxy in its chest dimmed. "Because," Ben said, "I didn’t beat him
Vilgax’s laughter echoed across the ruined battlefield of Primus. "There is no alien in that watch that can stop absolute temporal disintegration, Tennyson."
The first finger moved. The temporal wave stopped two inches from Ben’s chest. That’s not fighting
"Why? It saved us."