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Prologue: Collapse Echoes
Earth-838 – Final Day
The sky turned red.
Galaxies bent like liquid as Earth-838 crumbled beneath its own timeline. People prayed. Planets died. And above the madness stood one man—unshaken, unbroken, untouched.
Victor von Doom.
Wreathed in an armor forged from the remnants of fallen worlds, Doom activated the Doomforge—an arcane-mechanical construct built to pierce realities. Not to escape.
To conquer.
He walked through flame, through screams, through gods.
> He tore the heart from Galactus to power his ship.
He silenced the Living Tribunal with a single uttered phrase.
He bound the Phoenix Force in adamantine chains, just to study its song.
And with the Fantastic Four watching in horror—he stepped into the breach.
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Scene 1: Earth-616 –Unaware
New York City, Present Day
The Avengers Tower once again pulsed with life—an epicenter for Earth's greatest defenders. Not remnants. Not successors. These were legends reborn.
This was the Prime Unit.
Spider-Man (Peter Parker), battle-worn but brilliant, now leading with equal parts science and instinct.
Miles Morales, younger, quicker, shadow-walking through dimensions as easily as swinging across rooftops.
Thor, god of thunder, newly solemn after the fall of Asgard's remnants across the realms.
Hulk, now balanced between Banner's intellect and the monster's wrath, an emerald juggernaut.
Ms. Marvel, her embiggened resolve rivaled only by her relentless optimism.
Doctor Strange, ever-watchful, carrying the weight of cosmic scars.
Wanda Maximoff, no longer just the Scarlet Witch—an entity unto herself, tempered chaos in human form.
Captain Marvel, her power now fully unleashed after surviving a war that spanned galaxies.
Black Panther, heir of Wakanda's brilliance, sharpened by loss, shadow, and legacy.
Vision, reforged in thought and soul, seeing beyond the synthetic.
Sentry, the golden guardian—unpredictable, immense, a walking supernova with a fractured mind.
The alert came from the S.W.O.R.D. Sky-Station—a priority-level breach. Not alien. Not magical. Something worse.
"No life signs. No signals. Just a floating mass of obsidian tech tethered to... gravity itself," reported Shuri from Wakanda's interlink, her voice tight.
A pulse echoed through space—silent, enormous.
Without hesitation, they sent Captain Marvel and Doctor Strange to intercept.
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Scene 2: The Fantastic Four's Crash
Hours later, four figures crash through Earth's sky, their vessel a dying thing wrapped in quantum fire.
They hit just outside Wakandan airspace.
It's the Fantastic Four—scarred, exhausted, their bodies still crackling with interdimensional entropy.
Reed Richards, holding a broken Multiversal Compass.
Sue Storm, shielding them mid-crash.
Ben Grimm, unconscious.
Johnny Storm, still aflame.
Wakandan guards surround them—Shuri arrives, cautious.
> Reed:"You have to listen to me. Someone followed us. Someone far worse than Thanos."
> Shuri: "Who?"
> Reed: "His name is Doom. And he builds worlds from the bones of others."
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Scene 3: A Stranger Among Stars
Above Earth, the obsidian citadel begins to shift.
Doom descends—not in warships—but in silence.
The air grows heavy. Gravity trembles. Time skips like scratched vinyl.
Carol flies to intercept—only to stop mid-air. Frozen by fear. Not magic. Not tech.
Presence.
Doctor Strange appears beside her.
> "Who... who is that?" she asks.
Strange's third eye flickers open. He pales.
> "That... is no one from our books."
> "Then how does he carry the echoes of Celestials on his breath?"
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Scene 4: The Unknown Tyrant
In Wakanda, Reed displays holograms of Earth-838's final moments.
He shows Doom unmaking the Silver Surfer.
Ripping through the Shi'ar Armada bare-handed.
Cracking the M'Kraan Crystal with his thoughts.
> "He doesn't just destroy worlds,"Reed says. "He collects their strongest champions and folds them into his own dominion."
> "And if they resist—he erases them from time entirely."
Shuri glances at the Avengers.
> "Why don't we know him?"
> "Because your Doom never rose to power," Reed answers. "This one did. In dozens of universes."
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Scene 5: Earth-92 – The Proposal
The ruins of the X-Mansion smolder under a twilight sky. Mutants gather—torn between defiance and despair. Sentinels lie in twisted heaps. Cyclops stands guard. Wolverine sharpens his claws in silence. Colossus stands like a statue, arms crossed, molten steel in his eyes. Nightcrawler prays softly in German, watching the shadows for threats that no longer bleed. And crouched atop a cracked chimney, Deadpool twirls a katana and mutters:
>"Sooo... big bad magic guy or Magneto death match? Place your bets."
Then—Doom arrives.
No ship. No sound. Just presence.
He walks out of nothing. A tear in space. An intruder in reality. Obsidian armor humming with the weight of silent stars.
>"Mutants... every Earth fears you. Every Earth hunts you."
His voice cuts through the wind like prophecy.
>"But not mine. In mine—you thrive. Fight beside me, and I will give you a throne built from the bones of your enemies."
Magneto descends from above, his cloak like a bloodstained banner, eyes glowing with challenge.
>"We do not kneel."
>"Then stand and be measured."
The ground trembles.
Metal warps around Magneto, a typhoon of iron rising behind him. He hurls it—thousands of blades, twisted girders, satellite remnants.
Doom doesn't flinch.
He raises one hand.
And all of it stops—frozen mid-air. Not caught. Unmade.
Molecules shiver apart. The sky dims. A black ring of silence expands outward.
>"I command the Will of the Cosmos, mutant. Your tricks belong to children."
Magneto snarls, launching himself forward, magnetic force distorting the landscape. He wraps Doom in planetary ore—buries him beneath the crust of the Earth itself.
Silence.
Then—eruption.
A black pillar of energy detonates from below. Doom rises, untouched, hovering inches above the crater. Magneto staggers back, shocked.
Doom clenches a fist.
Magneto's helmet crumples like paper. Blood trickles from his nose.
He drops to one knee.
>"You... you are no man."
>"Correct."
Doom steps forward, eyes burning with green flame.
>"I am inevitability. Follow me, or fade into the ash of forgotten Earths."
The X-Men look on, stunned. Even Wolverine hesitates. Colossus shields Kitty Pryde out of instinct. Nightcrawler disappears in a puff of brimstone and reappears beside Xavier, eyes locked on Doom.
>"I have faced devils," he whispers. "But this... this is something worse."
Deadpool raises a hand.
>"Quick question. If I worship you, do I get health benefits? Dental?"
Doom ignores him. The silence speaks volumes.
Charles Xavier speaks softly to Jean Grey through telepathy.
>"Can we trust him?"
>"Trust?" she replies aloud, eyes distant. "He's not lying. His world lives. Because he allows it."
Magneto lowers his head. Something deeper than defeat—reverence.
>"We follow."
Doom turns his back to them, cloak trailing stars.
>"Then rise. For we march to conquer gods."
Deadpool leans toward Colossus.
>"This might be the best or worst team-up of my life. Either way, I'm in."
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Epilogue: Stormfront
Back on Earth-616, lightning crackles across the continents.
Two Earths are now locked in gravitational alignment—616 and 92.
The Fantastic Four and Avengers stare at the skies.
Reed speaks quietly.
> "He's not here to destroy you."
> "He's here to test you."
> "If you fail—your universe dies. If you win—your universe belongs to him."
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End of Chapter 1: The Warning from Beyond
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To Be Continued...