The cold bit at the air, but Ron didn't feel it. His silver aura radiated heat that turned falling snow to mist. He hovered above a hidden Arctic base, sensing the pulse of something… alien. Something old. The closer he got, the more the energy tried to speak to him.
His eyes narrowed. He saw through walls, ice, and metal. There, deep in the frozen chamber, it floated: a glowing cube of impossible energy—the Tesseract.
He hovered lower, landing silently on the rooftop of the old Hydra research facility abandoned decades ago. The place had been buried under snow and time, but the cube remained… waiting.
> "This isn't just tech. It's cosmic," Ron muttered, stepping inside effortlessly, phasing through the wall with a touch of dark magic.
The chamber was still. But the Tesseract glowed, humming as if recognizing something within him. Ron walked forward, and for a moment, the cube's light turned silver-blue.
> "You're alive, aren't you?" he whispered.
Suddenly, sparks erupted from the cube. A wave of images flooded Ron's mind—planets, galaxies, war, a titan wielding the cube, armies falling, space torn asunder.
> "Thanos…" he gasped. He didn't know how he knew the name, but the magic whispered it to him.
Before he could process more, alarms blared. Ancient Hydra sensors had detected a power surge. In a hidden SHIELD satellite base, warnings pinged.
> "Unidentified energy signature detected—Arctic coordinates. Possible gamma-level threat."
Agent Peggy Carter's archived AI flagged the signal.
And in a dark base deep in Siberia, Hydra, still slithering in the shadows, received the signal.
> "Initiate Protocol Wurm. Reactivate Winter Soldier."
Meanwhile, Ron reached toward the Tesseract. It hovered closer, but didn't resist. He enveloped it in a shell of white and dark magic, sealing it in a floating orb beside him.
> "I'm not ready to use this yet. But I will protect it."
He turned to leave, but paused. "If this world has things like this… then what else is coming?"
With that, he shot into the sky, leaving a streak of silver across the Arctic sky.
In space, beyond mortal vision, a pair of glowing red eyes opened. On a distant throne, a mad god stirred.
> "The Silver One… has arrived."
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