INT. ETERNAL VOID – TIMELESS
Darkness.
Endless. Silent. Cold — but not even the cold can be felt.
YUKI floats in a place with no light, no sound, no body. There's no ground beneath him, no air around him. He can't move, breathe, or feel... anything.
Not touch.
Not smell.
Not pain.
Not even his own heartbeat.
It's as if he's been erased.
YUKI (V.O.)
Where... am I?
No answer.
Only silence. A silence so deep, it feels like it's crushing the space around him — or maybe crushing him... if he even still exists.
His thoughts are foggy, but one question keeps echoing in his mind:
What just happened...?
Then, like lightning across a dead sky — his memories slam back into him all at once:
The street.The little girl.The truck.The pain.And the white light.
His eyes — if he even has them here — widen in horror.
YUKI (V.O.)
No... No way... Did I... die?
The realization hits hard. He doesn't cry. He can't. No tears come. No breath. No voice. Just awareness.
Alone in the dark.
YUKI (V.O.)
So that's it? I saved her... and now I'm gone?
He tries to move — but there's nothing to move.
He tries to scream — but there's no mouth to scream with.
YUKI (V.O.)
This... this can't be the end.
Then—
In the very center of the void — a single golden spark flickers into existence.
Small. Quiet. Warm.
It floats toward him slowly.
Then a voice speaks. Calm. Ancient. Powerful.
MYSTERIOUS VOICE (O.S.)
It is not the end.
Not for you.
Yuki's awareness stirs. The darkness around him begins to shift. The void is no longer silent.
Something... has noticed him.
No ground. No sky. No warmth.
Just an empty void — and the faint golden glow floating in front of him.
Yuki's presence drifts silently. He doesn't know if he's breathing. Or even alive.
But when the voice spoke earlier…
It felt real.
He gathers his courage — or what's left of it — and speaks again.
YUKI (V.O.)
Are you... still there?
The golden spark pulses, and the voice answers. Calm. Vast. Eternal.
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
I am here.
YUKI (V.O.)
What… is this place?
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
This is the space between what was... and what may come.
Here, there is only truth.
Yuki's presence trembles faintly. His voice grows softer, vulnerable.
YUKI (V.O.)
So... I really died?
A long silence. Then:
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
Yes.
Yuki is quiet. No screams. No denial. Just… the ache of acceptance starting to settle in.
YUKI (V.O.)
I remember the truck.
I remember the girl. I pushed her...
And then nothing.
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
You saved her. Completely.
Your final act... was selfless.
Another pause. Then, suddenly, Yuki's voice shakes.
YUKI (V.O.)
My parents... they're going to cry, aren't they?
The spark dims — almost as if mourning with him.
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
They will grieve. Deeply. As those who love truly always do.
YUKI (V.O.)
My mom always waited by the window when I came home late.
She pretended not to care — but I could see her shadow behind the curtain.
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
She knew you noticed. And she was proud.
YUKI (V.O.)
My dad… he doesn't talk much. But he always gave me the last roti at dinner.
Even when he pretended he wasn't hungry.
Yuki's presence flickers, like a soul crying without tears.
YUKI (V.O.)
And my brother... he's loud, annoying, always steals my phone charger...
But every time I got sick, he sat next to me all night.
He thinks I never noticed.
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
You noticed more than most. That is rare in the hearts of the young.
A silence falls again.
YUKI (V.O.)
They'll be in pain now.
And I can't even say goodbye.
The golden light pulses brighter, warmer.
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
Pain is the price of love.
But so is memory.
You will live in their stories. In their hearts.
And in the small, quiet things they'll never forget.
YUKI (V.O.)
I just… I didn't think this would be it.
I thought I'd get to grow up.
Finish school. Read more comics. Maybe fall in love someday.
The voice is quiet for a long time.
Then:
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
You lived with kindness. You died with courage.
You mattered.
YUKI (V.O.)
Even if nobody remembers me?
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
The universe remembers.
Even the smallest light leaves a trace in the stars.
Yuki is quiet. He lets those words sink in.
And for the first time since entering the void…
He doesn't feel completely alone.
(Yuki sees his family one last time and makes a request)
INT. VOID – SILENCE – TIMELESS
The golden spark still hovers near Yuki's drifting presence — warm, pulsing softly.
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
Would you like to see them...
one last time?
A pause.
Yuki doesn't speak immediately. He's afraid — but he nods.
YUKI (V.O.)
Yes. Please. Just once.
The golden spark pulses — and the void begins to ripple.
A soft window of memory opens before him, floating in the dark.
🔆 MEMORY VISION – YUKI'S HOME – NIGHT
His mother stands silently in Yuki's room, holding a pair of his socks in her trembling hands.
She places them neatly on his bed, already folded, as if waiting for him to return from school.
She sits on the edge of the bed, clutching his pillow, burying her face in it.
YUKI (V.O.)
Mom…
A shift.
His father sits on the balcony, staring up at the night sky. He holds a photo of Yuki as a baby, smiling in his arms.
He doesn't cry. He just closes his eyes and mutters:
FATHER
You were... a gift.
Another shift.
His older brother stands in the hallway, punching the wall with his fists — once, twice — not hard enough to bleed, but enough to shake.
Then he collapses, sitting on the floor, pressing his forehead to his knees.
BROTHER
Why'd you run in like that, dumbass?
He pulls out Yuki's favorite keychain from his pocket. A small anime chibi of All Might.
He stares at it for a long time. Then whispers:
BROTHER
You were always the real hero.
Yuki floats in the void, his presence shaking like a soul on the edge of tears.
YUKI (V.O.)
They're hurting because of me.
I... I never wanted this.
The images fade back into the darkness.
BACK TO VOID
YUKI (V.O.)
Please...
Can you do something for them?
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
What would you ask?
YUKI (V.O.)
Don't erase their pain... but help them heal.
Let them remember me with smiles someday... not just tears.
Let my death mean something —
Not just an end…
But a beginning for them.
The golden light pulses.
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
A soul that asks not for itself, but for others...
is rare.
A gentle warmth spreads from the golden spark, like sunlight touching a frozen world.
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
Your love will become their strength.
Your memory will guide them.
They will heal. In time.
And they will live.
A peaceful silence settles.
For the first time since the accident — Yuki doesn't feel pain. Or fear.
Only peace.
And a quiet hope.
YUKI (V.O.)
Thank you.
✨ EXTRA SCENE (Closing Lines)
As the void begins to shift again — softly, like curtains in a breeze — Yuki hears one last echo from Earth:
MOTHER (V.O.)(faint and distant)
We love you, Yuki.
Always.
Yuki closes his eyes — or imagines doing so — and smiles gently.
YUKI (V.O.)
I love you too.
INT. VOID – SHIFTING LIGHT – TIMELESS
The memory of Yuki's family fades into the quiet.
All is still once more.
The golden spark begins to expand — growing into a soft, endless cosmic light. Not blinding, but divine. Warm. Peaceful.
A presence forms within the light. Not a body.
Not a face.
Just an overwhelming sense of truth, kindness, and infinity.
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
You showed compassion in death.
That is why you are here.
Yuki's soul flickers with confusion — but listens.
YUKI (V.O.)
You said… this isn't the end.
Then... why?
Why me?
A pause. Then, the voice speaks gently, yet with a weight that seems to echo through galaxies:
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
Because the multiverse is shifting.
Fates are colliding.
Balance is being broken — and something ancient is waking.
Something even I cannot predict.
Yuki's presence pulses, unsettled.
YUKI (V.O.)
But… I'm just a kid. An otaku.
I don't have powers, or strength, or anything that makes me special.
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
And yet, you gave your life without hesitation.
Not for glory.
Not for reward.
But for someone else.
A pause.
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
That is what makes you special.
The light pulses again — brighter now.
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
You have been chosen, Yuki.
Chosen to be reborn in a world you once only dreamed of.
A world of heroes and gods.
A universe... that will soon need you.
Yuki's soul trembles.
YUKI (V.O.)
Wait... You mean—?
You're sending me into... the Marvel Universe?
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
Not just any version.
A universe where fate is fragile... and power runs deep.
There, you will be born as Franklin Richards —
A being of unimaginable potential.
Yuki is silent — the name slowly registering in his fading human mind.
YUKI (V.O.)
Franklin Richards…
Reed and Sue's son…
Wait… isn't he... one of the strongest beings in Marvel?
The light does not answer directly.
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
You will awaken with no memory of this moment at first.
But in time, your soul will remember.
Piece by piece, the truth will return.
And with it — your destiny.
Yuki floats in the growing light — overwhelmed, afraid, but also… excited.
YUKI (V.O.)
Will I remember who I really am? My family?
My old life?
A beat.
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
In fragments. In dreams.
Your past will never fully leave you.
But your path now leads forward.
YUKI (V.O.)
And… my powers? What will I be able to do?
The voice is calm, but firm.
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
Power must be discovered, not given.
It is not your strength that defines you —
But the choices you make with it.
Another pulse of light — this time starting to wrap around Yuki.
The void begins to tremble — as if the cosmic curtain is opening.
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
You are no longer just a boy.
You are a seed of balance.
A protector of something far greater than one world.
YUKI (V.O.)
What if I fail?
A gentle silence. Then, a final answer:
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
Then you will learn.
And rise again.
The light explodes — not in violence, but in creation.
The void tears open — and Yuki's soul is pulled toward a newborn universe, glowing with galaxies.
His voice fades.
YUKI (V.O.)
Franklin Richards…
Guess this is going to be one hell of an origin story
Scene 1: Earth-811 – One Year After Franklin's Birth
EXT. NEW YORK CITY – NIGHT – APOCALYPTIC SKY
The sky bleeds purple, laced with crimson lightning that cracks across the atmosphere like broken veins. The moon is shattered, its pieces orbiting slowly above the Earth like silent ghosts of what once was.
Storm clouds swirl unnaturally, their centers glowing with cosmic energy — the fabric of reality itself seems thin here.
Suddenly — a thunderous ripple tears through the sky.
From a dimensional tear above the city, a colossal figure descends:
GALACTUS, the Devourer of Worlds.
Towering over skyscrapers like a god, his very presence distorts gravity, time, and light. The ground trembles beneath him. His armor glows with power pulled from dead stars, and in his hand, he holds a planetary siphon, absorbing energy straight from Earth's core.
Around him, flames pour from the heavens. Meteors rain down like judgment.
The sky is dying.
INT. SKY ABOVE THE CITY – CONTINUOUS
Flying in tight formation are the Heralds of Galactus — deadly beings cloaked in cosmic fire.
Terrax, riding a flying slab of stone, carves through buildings like paper.Firelord, a flaming streak, ignites entire blocks with a wave of his staff.Stardust, swirling like a cosmic wraith, phases through matter, collapsing bridges in her wake.
Below them, New York is in ruins. Entire neighborhoods reduced to craters. People flee in panic, but there's no escape. The air hums with radiation. Sirens scream and then fall silent one by one.
EXT. GROUND LEVEL – NEAR CENTRAL PARK – NIGHT
Through smoke and debris, we see them — the Fantastic Four.
They stand together at the edge of a ruined street. Their uniforms are torn, faces burnt, eyes haunted. But they are still standing.
REED RICHARDS, blood running down his temple, is frantically adjusting a dimensional device strapped to his arm — the last failsafe. His usually calm demeanor is cracked with panic.SUE STORM, her energy shields flickering, is cradling a portable stasis pod — the only thing keeping her son, baby Franklin, safe from the apocalyptic energy around them.JOHNNY STORM, flickering in and out of his flame form, is barely upright. His fire sputters — he's exhausted, but he won't stop.BEN GRIMM, the Thing, has cracks running down his rocky skin. He breathes heavily, fists clenched, like a soldier who knows he won't be walking away.
REED RICHARDS
(grimly)
We failed. I calculated every possibility — and I still couldn't stop him.
SUE STORM
(voice shaking)
Reed... we have to protect Franklin. At all costs.
JOHNNY STORM
This is it, isn't it? End of the line?
BEN GRIMM
Ain't over 'til I'm dust, stretch.
Behind them, Galactus begins activating a cosmic siphon, drawing planetary energy into his armor. The Earth cries out — buildings collapse, oceans churn, birds fall dead from the sky.
The Fantastic Four stare at the end. Together. One last time.
REED RICHARDS
(quietly, into a comm)
This is Reed Richards... broadcasting to all remaining frequencies.
Earth-811 has fallen.
We are initiating final protocol...
We're going to take him with us.
Reed activates a device on his wrist — a countdown begins. 15 seconds.
SUE STORM
(tears in her eyes, to Franklin)
I'm sorry, baby. You're going to live. You have to live.
JOHNNY STORM
Let's go out with a bang.
BEN GRIMM
Damn right.
(cracks his knuckles)
It's clobberin' time.
The Four charge into the sky, using the last of their power to launch themselves at Galactus — a suicide strike.
As they reach him — the siphon overloads.
A blinding white explosion swallows everything.
A wave of cosmic fire and antimatter erupts outward, vaporizing all in its path.
Galactus roars in fury — and then, there is silence.
EXT. RUINED NEW YORK CITY – NIGHT – APOCALYPTIC CHAOS
Everything is falling apart.
The city is a scorched shadow of itself. Towers burn like candles, and streets are torn open by energy fissures. The sky roars, flashing violet as Galactus begins draining the planet's life force, his siphon glowing with world-ending brilliance.
INT. SKYLINE – HIGH ABOVE THE BATTLEFIELD
REED RICHARDS (MR. FANTASTIC)
(into a cracked, flickering wrist communicator)
This is Reed Richards of Earth-811...
Galactus has…
(voice cracks)
We've failed to stop him.
Initiating the final override.
He presses a code into the wrist device. The countdown begins: 30 seconds.
His eyes flicker to his wife. His son.
EXT. CRATERED STREET – MOMENTS LATER
The remaining Fantastic Four regroup, each of them injured — but standing tall.
SUE STORM (INVISIBLE WOMAN)
(clutching Franklin's stasis pod)
We're not leaving our son behind.
If this is the end...
we end it protecting him.
REED
(softly, to Sue)
You're stronger than any force I've ever studied.
They share one last look — one final memory in each other's eyes.
JOHNNY STORM (HUMAN TORCH)
(igniting weakly, barely holding flame)
Then let's make this count.
Let's go nova. All of us.
BEN GRIMM (THE THING)
(cracks knuckles, smiling through the pain)
Heh...
It's clobberin' time...
One last time.
EXT. THE SKY – SECONDS BEFORE IMPACT
The Fantastic Four launch into the sky with the last reserves of their powers.
Sue's shields form a collapsing shell around them, funneling all energy into the core.Reed stretches forward, forming a conduit of unstable cosmic charge.Johnny ignites, going full supernova, flames turning white.Ben rockets upward, carrying explosive charges of raw antimatter fused with vibranium.
Above them, Galactus turns — surprised by their sudden, suicidal flight.
His Heralds swarm to intercept, but it's too late.
INT. COSMIC SCALE – TIME SLOWS
In the moments before impact, a series of flashes:
Reed's first lab.Sue holding Franklin as a newborn.Johnny and Ben laughing on a rooftop barbecue.The four of them, young, proud, hopeful.
They don't fear death.
They embrace it — together.
EXT. IMPACT – NIGHT TURNS TO ETERNITY
A cataclysmic explosion erupts.
A blinding, white-hot detonation radiates outward like a second Big Bang.
The very laws of physics scream as cosmic energy is unbound.
Galactus roars — a sound not heard but felt in the soul.The Heralds vanish, consumed by the shockwave.The siphon fractures, its infinite power unleashed.
Everything within a 1000-mile radius is annihilated in light. The earth quakes, the sky is torn, and reality bends.
Then — silence.
INT. STASIS POD – MOMENTS AFTER THE BLAST
The only thing that survives... is Franklin.
His stasis pod, protected by Sue's final shield, floats in the void.
Light reflects on the pod's cracked surface. Inside, the baby doesn't cry.
His eyes open.
For a brief moment, they glow faintly… blue-white — not like a child,
but like a being remembering.
INT. THE VOID – BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH – MEMORY STIRS
A voice echoes softly in his infant mind:
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
Do you remember... why I brought you back?
BABY FRANKLIN (V.O.)(older, deeper — the inner self awakening)
To protect the multiverse.
INT. SAFEHOUSE BUNKER – EARTH-811 – NIGHT – SILENCE
The blast outside was pure annihilation.
But here… in a hidden subterranean bunker, untouched by the explosion, there is only silence.
A soft blue emergency light flickers over the walls. Dust gently settles.
In the center of the room, cradled inside a high-tech reinforced stasis pod, lies a small one-year-old child — Franklin Richards.
The pod hisses softly. Then beeps.
BEEP.
BEEP.
BEEP.
Suddenly, the beeping stops.
CLOSE-UP – BABY FRANKLIN
Franklin's eyes snap open.
They glow — not blue, not white, but an infinite cosmic shimmer, swirling with impossible galaxies.
He sits upright, unnaturally still for a child.
For a moment, it's like time slows again — his little fingers twitch. His body trembles, overwhelmed by something awakening inside.
FLASH!
A burst of energy — not physical, but mental — ripples through his tiny frame.
A FLOOD OF MEMORIES crashes into him:
The road… the little girl… the truck… impact.The void… endless black… no touch, no voice.The conversation with the One Above All.His final wish to protect his family from grief.The final moments of the Fantastic Four.His mother's face.His older brother holding a comic book.His own name, reborn inside him—
YUKI.
INT. VOID – ECHO OF MEMORY – FRANKLIN'S MIND
The boy now remembers everything.
He sees himself, not as Franklin… but as Yuki, floating in the void.
YUKI (V.O.)
I died saving someone.
I loved comics.
I had a life... a family.
Then:
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
You chose to return.
Not to relive.
But to protect.
INT. SAFEHOUSE – PRESENT
Back in the cradle, Franklin breathes heavily. His tiny chest rises and falls fast. Sparks flicker around his body.
Reality itself trembles slightly — lights flicker, walls ripple like water for a second.
The fabric of the room struggles to contain the power he's awakening with — a power that responds not to thought, but to emotion.
He looks around the dark room, alone, but...
Not afraid.
He blinks slowly. A tear rolls down his cheek — not of sadness, but of memory.
OVERHEAD SHOT – FRANKLIN IN THE CRADLE
The camera pulls upward as soft whispers echo around him — pieces of both past and future:
"Protect the multiverse…"
"You are my son…"
"It's clobberin' time…"
"You're not leaving him behind…"
"Yuki..."
As he lays back down, his eyes still glowing faintly, a smile curls on his lips — not a baby's smile, but the smile of someone who remembers.
INT. SAFEHOUSE BUNKER – EARTH-811 – NIGHT
The bunker is silent.
Only the soft hum of backup power systems echoes faintly through the broken stillness. The world outside is gone — vaporized. The skies are dead. But here… one fragile spark remains.
Cradled in the shadows, Franklin Richards, now just a one-year-old, lies wide awake in his pod.
His eyes glow softly — not like a baby's… but like a star remembering itself.
CLOSE-UP – FRANKLIN'S EYES
Inside them swirl galaxies, fractured timelines, and one burning truth:
He remembers.
And his voice — no longer innocent — echoes within his own mind:
FRANKLIN (V.O.) – ADULT YUKI'S VOICE
(calm but broken)
They're gone...
All of them...
A long pause. He blinks slowly, holding back a surge of pain.
FRANKLIN (V.O.)
Mom...
Dad...
Uncle Johnny...
Ben...
His voice tightens slightly with sorrow.
FRANKLIN (V.O.)
Why now?
Why remember...
when I'm still just a baby?
INT. SAFEHOUSE – FRANKLIN'S POV
He raises his tiny hand from the blanket.
It trembles, not from weakness — but from something else…
A cosmic instinct.
Faint wisps of energy curl from his fingertips. Streaks of impossible color dance like fireflies in the air — beautiful, raw, and ancient.
He doesn't understand the "how"… but his heart aches.
And so…
He reaches upward.
Toward the ceiling.
Toward the void.
Toward nothingness.
CLOSE-UP – HIS HAND, SHAKING
He tries to will something — anything — to return.
He pictures Sue Storm's embrace, Reed's voice, Johnny's fire, Ben's laugh — he reaches with all the love, grief, and longing inside him.
The energy around his hand pulses once—
Then flickers out.
Nothing happens.
SILENCE.
The moment stretches.
The cosmos does not bend.
He's still just a child, no matter the mind trapped within.
FRANKLIN (V.O.)
(quietly, broken)
So this is what helpless feels like...
He lets his arm fall slowly back to the mattress.
FRANKLIN (V.O.)
They died to stop Galactus...
and all I could do was survive.
WIDE SHOT – THE BUNKER
A small child lies in the dark, surrounded by silence and remnants of greatness.
His legacy burned in fire and sacrifice.
His mind older than the stars.
His power... still out of reach.
FINAL CLOSE-UP – FRANKLIN'S FACE
A single tear slips down his cheek.
But his gaze hardens.
He's not giving up.
FRANKLIN (V.O.)
I'll grow.
I'll learn.
And one day...
I'll rewrite everything.
INT. SAFEHOUSE BUNKER – EARTH-811 – NIGHT
The silence is pierced by a sudden, sharp surge of energy.
Franklin's outstretched hand still trembles as a final burst of cosmic force escapes his fingertips — wild, unstable, uncontrolled.
For a moment, reality itself splinters.
CLOSE-UP – IN THE AIR ABOVE FRANKLIN
A thin wound in space opens — a shimmering crack in reality.
It spins and tears at the edges like a fragile mirror, revealing fleeting flashes of other places… other times…
Reed's smiling face...A burning New York skyline...A Multiversal council chamber...Yuki's old bedroom, in another world...
The fabric of the universe around the child groans, struggling to hold steady.
But then—
The energy collapses.
SOUND – A LOW COSMIC THRUM, THEN... SILENCE
The crack in reality shudders violently — then folds in on itself, collapsing with a pop of displaced air and a sharp pulse of golden light.
Everything dims.
The stasis pod sparks. The emergency lights flicker.
Even the very air seems to sigh in relief.
FRANKLIN – THE AFTERMATH
His hand falls back down.
His tiny chest rises and falls in rapid, shallow breaths.
He's drenched in sweat. His hair clings to his forehead.
His glowing eyes dim.
Then…
WHISPER — FROM THE VOID OF HIS SOUL
A gentle, resonant voice — not heard, but felt — echoes from within his spirit.
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
(calm, timeless, tender)
Even gods must grow...
Even the infinite must learn.
FRANKLIN – CLOSE-UP
Tears roll silently down his infant cheeks.
He remembers the power, the purpose, the promise.
He remembers who he was, who he became, and who he is meant to be.
But now…
He can't hold it.
Not yet.
His body, still bound by the limits of infancy, begins to tremble again, but this time with frustration… with understanding.
FRANKLIN (V.O.)
(whispered, almost broken)
So this is my cage...
CAMERA PULLS BACK – WIDE SHOT
Franklin lies alone in a silent tomb of survival, surrounded by the legacy of fallen heroes, with a power vast enough to rewrite existence — but a body too small to hold it.
The stars will wait.
The cosmos will shift.
But he will rise.
FINAL LINE – WHISPERED BY THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
Your time will come, Franklin.
You were not reborn to remember…
You were reborn to become.
INT. SAFEHOUSE BUNKER – EARTH-811 – NIGHT
The bunker is cold and lifeless — a monument of technology and desperation.
Then — a spark.
The silence is violently broken by a sudden, sharp surge of cosmic energy.
The air warps. Metal groans. A ripple of invisible force radiates from the small crib in the center of the room.
Inside the crib, the one-year-old FRANKLIN RICHARDS sits upright, his body glowing, veins illuminated by living starlight.
His tiny hand shoots upward, trembling as it unleashes a wild, chaotic burst of energy.
The walls shake. Gravity distorts. Time bends.
CLOSE-UP – ABOVE FRANKLIN
A wound in reality — razor-thin, jagged — splits open midair above him.
It shimmers like cracked glass under moonlight, revealing glimpses of shattered dimensions beyond.
Within the fracture, fleeting visions flash across the rift:
Reed Richards, smiling softly, holding his infant son…New York, aflame under Galactus's shadow, collapsing into chaos…A Multiversal Council Chamber, vast and silent, watching…A humble room — Yuki's bedroom — manga scattered on the floor, sunlight through the window…
SOUND DESIGN:
The universe groans.
A cosmic choir of frequencies hums beneath reality itself.
Then, SNAP — like a whip crack through dimensions — the wound begins to collapse in on itself.
THE ENERGY COLLAPSES
The crack implodes, sending out a sharp pulse of golden light, knocking out emergency lights one by one.
Red warning glyphs flash across consoles.
A fire-suppression system hisses.
Then — silence.
THE AFTERMATH – FRANKLIN IN FOCUS
Franklin falls back, body too weak to remain upright.
His chest rises and falls, fast and erratic.
Sweat beads on his skin. His hair clings to his temples.
His glowing eyes flicker, dimming, fading…
The god-force inside him retreats — too vast for a body so young.
INT. FRANKLIN'S MIND – COSMIC DARKNESS
Within the silence of his soul, a light flickers gently…
And then a voice — ancient, kind, infinite — speaks without sound.
THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
(calm, timeless, echoing from eternity)
Even gods must grow...
Even the infinite must learn.
FRANKLIN – CLOSE-UP
A single tear rolls from his glowing eye.
Then another. And another.
He remembers it all:
The void…The conversation…The sacrifice…The boy named Yuki…His mother's hands, his brother's laughter…
He remembers everything —
But he can do nothing.
Not yet.
FRANKLIN (V.O.)
(soft, cracked, adult voice inside a baby's mind)
So this is my cage…
from the crib to the bunker's broken ceiling, from the bunker to the dying city beyond, from the city to the stars.
Franklin lies alone.
A child forged by cosmic flame.
A soul reincarnated with purpose.
A weapon of destiny sealed inside fragile flesh.
COSMIC NARRATION – THE ONE ABOVE ALL (V.O.)
(softly, as stars twinkle back to life in the sky)
Your time will come, Franklin.
You were not reborn to remember…
You were reborn to become.
FADE TO BLACK
A single cosmic spark fades into the void —
Then flares into a starburst.