[The corners of Takeshi's mouth press downwards, paired with an upward hitch of his eyebrows, resigned acceptance of the rules of a universe he's never had to experience. Reality was reality, even with magic, he wasn't going to doubt it.

That, and the idea of Stephen Strange playing around with something that seemed to be the equivalent of a hydrogen bomb in order to show off his aptitude was, indeed, entirely unsurprising.]

Sounds like a kid's story, but power's power.

[The consistences between every Void-Touched world he'd learnt anything of, that it didn't matter what gloss or glitter was painted over the surface, it always rendered down into the same things. It didn't sound like adding extra species onto the field changed that much, either.]

I'll go out on a limb and say Thanos the giant purple alien wanted all six.