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Location: Ruins of Mount Wundagore
Dark clouds twisted around the shattered remnants of chaos magic. The mountain that once held the secrets of the Darkhold now echoed with whispers of fate and madness. At its peak stood Wanda Maximoff—the Scarlet Witch.
No longer broken.
No longer lost.
She was reborn.
"I felt your echo the moment you breathed in this world, Ron," she murmured, crimson magic swirling in her palms. "You don't belong. And yet… you change everything."
A portal formed—no sling ring, no spellbook. Just raw chaos slicing through space.
Wanda stepped through.
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New Eden – Sky Citadel
Ron stood in the command deck, watching over Earth's reconstructed borders. His summons were upgrading themselves with Wakandan tech, now building entire cities in hours. He was setting the blueprint for a new order.
Then everything went silent.
Every system, every sound… paused.
And she appeared.
Wanda floated into the chamber, dressed in her deep red chaos armor, eyes glowing like dying stars.
Aria raised a weapon, but Ron lifted his hand calmly. "She's not here to kill. Not yet."
Wanda smiled coldly. "You understand more than I expected."
Ron turned to her. "Scarlet Witch. I wondered when you'd visit."
"You've disturbed the weave," she said, circling him. "Time, magic, reality. They don't obey you… yet they respond. Why?"
"My system," Ron answered plainly. "It doubles my stats. Every second. Power. Speed. Resistance. Soul. Even fate."
Wanda blinked, but she didn't look surprised.
"I see. Infinite potential. A living singularity," she whispered. "But that's dangerous, Ron. Not just for you… for everyone."
Ron's voice lowered. "I won't stop. I died once in a world that abandoned me. I won't let this one break again."
Wanda hovered in front of him. "Then you'll need an anchor. And chaos... balances infinity."
He raised a brow. "What are you offering?"
Wanda extended her hand. "A pact. Chaos and Infinity. Order and Rebirth. You reshape the outside… I guard the inside."
Ron considered her. She wasn't lying. She wasn't begging.
She was offering a throne next to his.
A rare thing.
After a long pause, he smiled and took her hand.
Their power flared—white and red—spiraling through the air and reaching into unseen layers of reality.
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Elsewhere – Chrono-Void
Kang's eyes snapped open.
"He's bonded with a reality warper," he growled. "Chaos magic layered over a self-doubling system? That's too much."
Another Kang warned, "If they continue to grow together, they'll become the singularity at the center of time."
The council grew restless.
Kang activated a shimmering prism of timelines.
"Release the Phase Zero Bomb. If we can't kill him… we'll corrupt him."
He typed one final command.
> Target: The Moment Ron Was Betrayed.
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In the Past – Earth-616
Ron's former self sat at the diner, just moments before the truck accident.
Suddenly, time cracked.
A golden ripple spread, and the air shimmered.
The betrayal event—the emotional trigger that birthed his system—was being rewritten.
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Back in the Present – New Eden
Ron staggered.
Wanda caught him as his body flickered, glitching.
"Something's wrong," he whispered. "They're targeting the past… trying to stop me before I start."
Wanda's magic surged. "We need to stabilize your timeline—lock your origin."
Ron's system chimed suddenly:
> System Update: Emergency Protocol Triggered.
Anchor Required.
Initiating Time Lock…
Searching... Chosen Anchor: Wanda Maximoff.
Wanda gasped as symbols etched into her soul.
Ron glowed with temporal chains binding his existence to her chaos.
And suddenly—stability returned.
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