The golden mandala shimmered open, and the Ancient One stepped into the chamber. Her presence was calm, yet it carried the weight of inevitability. The Avengers from the future stiffened, unsure whether she was ally or judge.
Tony muttered under his breath: "Another wizard. Great. Just what we needed."
Banner, towering in his merged Hulk form, raised a hand. "Hold on. You don't get it. In this time, she's the Sorcerer Supreme. Strange isn't Sorcerer Supreme yet. She's the one who guards the timeline."
Scott blinked, whispering: "So she's like… the boss wizard before Strange?"
Banner nodded. "Exactly. She's the guardian. If she's here, it means this isn't just about us ,it's about the timeline itself."
The Ancient One's gaze swept over them, then settled on KB. Her eyes were steady, knowing. "I have seen your hand before. Your powers are not in question. What I wish to see… is how you deal with those who do not belong here."
Steve stepped forward, his voice firm but cautious. "We came to fix what was broken. To undo the snap. If you already know him, then tell us ,can we trust him?"
The Ancient One tilted her head slightly, her tone measured. "Trust is not mine to grant. He is of this timeline. You are not. The choice rests with you."
KB's voice was calm, carrying the weight of certainty. "I have already reversed the thread. You will return to the moment Thanos first arrives in Wakanda. That is where your battle lies. If you doubt me, then test me ,ask not of my power, but of your own lives."
He turned, eyes glinting, and began to recount their stories—Tony's sacrifice, Steve's dance, Scott's reunion, Banner's balance. Each revelation struck like a hammer, silencing their doubts. The chamber grew heavy with recognition.
The Ancient One watched silently, her expression unreadable, but her presence was a reminder: KB's words carried weight beyond mortal schemes.
Finally, Steve broke the silence. "He knows too much. More than anyone should. If he's lying, he's the best liar I've ever seen. If he's telling the truth… then maybe this is the only way."
He looked at the others, then back at KB. "We accept."
The Ancient One inclined her head, a faint smile ghosting her lips. "Then the path is set. Show me how you will guide them."
KB's eyes flickered once, and the chamber dissolved into light. The Avengers felt themselves pulled through the fabric of reality until ,
They stood in Wakanda. The sky aflame, Thanos's ship looming above. Vision staggered, clutching his head. The Mad Titan strode forward, gauntlet gleaming. The moment before the snap had arrived.
And KB was already there, waiting.
Earth 616,
The plains of Wakanda shook under the thunder of war. The dome shimmered as the Outriders clawed against its barrier, their shrieks echoing across the battlefield. Steve Rogers stood at the front, shield raised, beside Hulk and the Wakandan warriors. The air was thick with tension—Thanos was coming.
....
Earth 5301,
A clone of KB separated from his main body and travelled to their universe, Ancient one looked complicated as she saw KB's clone depart from this universe. Then her gaze shifted to main battle where avengers with KB and Benjamin where battling Chitauri.
Earth 616,
Then KB stepped forward, his eyes glowing faintly. With a gesture, the battlefield shifted. A cosmic ripple tore open above the dome, and from it emerged Tony Stark, battered but alive, Peter Parker, wide-eyed, Doctor Strange, cloak swirling, and the Guardians of the Galaxy, weapons drawn and voices sharp with confusion.
Tony, staggering as he caught his breath: "Last I checked, I was on Titan fighting a losing battle. Now I'm in Wakanda? Who the hell just rewrote the map?"
Strange, his gaze steady, recognizing the aura: "Not me. Him." He nodded toward KB, who stood calm, radiating quiet authority.
Peter, whispering: "Mr. Stark… he feels… different. Like he's not just here, but everywhere."
Rocket, muttering as he cocked his blaster: "Different? He just dragged us halfway across the galaxy without breaking a sweat. That's not 'different,' that's terrifying."
The Guardians exchanged wary glances, but none dared question KB directly—the weight of his presence pressed against their minds like a warning.
The battlefield trembled as Thanos strode through the breach, gauntlet gleaming, his voice a growl of inevitability. "You think you can stop destiny? I am the end of all things."
KB's voice was calm, carrying across the plains like a hymn. "No. You are only the shadow of destiny. And shadows vanish when light arrives."
With a flick of his wrist, the gauntlet froze mid-motion. Thanos strained, veins bulging, but his body was locked as though the universe itself refused him. KB's voice resonated:
"You were abandoned by gods, left to fight alone. But this universe… this is the primary universe. Every other branch, every other echo, is but a reflection of this one. And here, destiny bends."
He raised his hand, and Thanos was engulfed in radiant stormlight. The Mad Titan roared as he was hurled beyond time itself—banished for 1,234,555,670 years, a single era in the cosmic scale. Silence followed, broken only by the crackle of fading energy.
The heroes stood stunned. Tony stepped forward, his voice sharp but trembling. "You know too much. About us. About everything. Who the hell are you?"
KB's gaze softened. He answered patiently, gently, as if speaking to children who had carried too much weight. "Anthony… you built armor from fear, but found peace in sacrifice. Steven… you carried the weight of a nation, but longed for a dance. Peter… you bore the burden of youth with the courage of a man. Strange… you sought mastery of time, yet learned humility in surrender. Guardians… you fought not for glory, but for family. I know your lives because they are threads in the tapestry of this universe."
Then KB closed his eyes. His form expanded, light pouring from him in waves. The plains trembled as he revealed his Vishwaroop—a cosmic form vast and infinite, galaxies swirling within his being, countless faces and arms stretching beyond comprehension.
The heroes fell silent, their breath stolen by the immensity of what they beheld.
Steve, voice hushed: "My God… he's… everything."
Tony, unable to smirk this time, whispered: "No wonder he knows us. He is the universe."
KB's voice resonated like thunder and whisper combined: "I answer your questions not to prove myself, but to remind you ,your fight was never alone. You are fragments of the eternal. And now… you will see the path as it was meant to be."
The Vishwaroop faded, leaving KB once more in human form ;calm, gentle, and patient. The Avengers, Strange, Spider-Man, and the Guardians stood in awe, their doubts shattered, their faith reluctantly but firmly placed in him.
....
In Wakanda Chamber Council ,
The Wakandan council chamber was quiet, the firelight flickering against stone walls. Every avengers and superheroes involved in defending Thanos invasion were scrutinizing KB , and couldn't help but glance at each other their curiosity piqued , waiting for unveiling the mystery behind KB.
KB sitting in main seat read their thoughts and smiled mysteriously , then his hands pointing toward Steve, Tony, and Hulk. A ripple of light shimmered across their foreheads, and suddenly their eyes widened ,the haze of forgotten moments clearing.
Steve, clutching his shield, whispered: "I remember now… New York. We were there for the stones. You told us Thanos would be defeated when he first arrived. And then… you sent us forward. To Wakanda. To this war."
Tony, his voice sharp but trembling: "Yeah… I thought it was just fragments, some dream. But no ,it was real. You transmigrated us from future where Thanos defeated us to this past where Thanos first arrived to get stones , You knew exactly when to place and how to match the situation , how could you be so precise.''
Banner, his massive frame tense, muttered: "I thought I was losing my mind. Chitauri one moment, Outriders the next. But it wasn't madness ,it was you. You moved us through time itself."
KB's voice was calm, his words simple yet carrying depth: "Yes. You came seeking stones, but destiny demanded more , to remind you of your path, then brought you here, to Wakanda, when Thanos first arrived. You doubted me, but now you see ,the threads of time were never broken. They were guided."
KB's gaze moved across the circle of heroes, his presence both comforting and commanding.
He turned first to Pepper, his voice soft but direct: "Pepper… tell me of Morgan. How is she?"
Pepper's eyes glistened, her tone carrying reverence. "She's safe. She's growing strong. And it's because of you… because you saved us from Thanos. I don't know how to thank you."
KB nodded gently, his expression serene. "Her path will be bright. She carries the warmth of her father's heart."
Then KB's gaze shifted to Natasha. He walked toward her, and without hesitation, embraced her. His voice carried emotion, rare but sincere: "You will always be the driving force of the Avengers. Your strength is not in power, but in resolve."
Natasha's eyes softened, but KB's tone grew heavier, tinged with disappointment. "Yet… you hid the truth of Howard Stark's death from Tony. He trusted you, and you broke that trust."
Natasha's breath caught. She glanced at Tony, guilt flickering across her face. Her voice trembled as she replied: "I regret it. I thought I was protecting him… but I see now it was wrong."
Tony's chest tightened. For the first time, he felt warmth ,not from armor, but from being understood. His eyes flicked toward KB, silently grateful that someone had spoken the truth aloud.
KB's gaze then turned toward Steve and Natasha, his tone shifting ,stern, but not cruel. "Steve… your ideals and Tony's do not match. Your definition of peace is radical, rooted in sacrifice and individuality. Tony's vision is practical ,protection without danger, without damage. If you had supported him in building a shield across the Earth, you would not have been caught off guard."
Steve lowered his head, shame flickering across his face. Natasha followed, her eyes downcast.
KB's voice carried like a teacher's, firm yet compassionate: "Scientists are different from ordinary men because they consider the perspective of all beings, not just the individual. That is why Tony's vision was not arrogance ,it was foresight."
A warm current surged through Tony's heart. He looked toward KB approvingly, his usual cynicism replaced by quiet respect. For once, he felt seen ,not as a billionaire or a soldier, but as a man whose ideas had meaning.
Banner, standing tall, felt pride swell within him. KB had spoken for them ,for the thinkers, the builders. And in that moment, no one dared to voice dissent.
The chamber was silent, the weight of KB's words settling like truth itself.
The council chamber was hushed, the firelight flickering against Wakandan stone. KB's words still lingered in the air when Peter Parker, youthful and curious, leaned forward, his voice hesitant but eager: "You said… our universe is the primary one. But… are there more? Parallel universes? Other timelines?"
KB's gaze softened, his tone gentle yet resonant, carrying the cadence of Krishna's wisdom. "Yes, Peter. There are countless universes ,branches of possibility, reflections of choice. Each one believes itself to be the center, each one fights its battles, loves its loves, and mourns its losses. But only one is the root ,the seed from which all others sprout. That is your universe."
Peter's brow furrowed, his voice trembling with awe. "But… why us? Why here?"
KB smiled faintly, his words flowing like a river. "Because destiny must have a foundation. Imagine a tree, Peter. Its branches stretch wide, reaching into infinite skies. But without the root, the branches cannot live. Your universe is that root ,the primary universe. Every other timeline is a branch, an echo, a reflection. When you act here, the ripples spread across all realities."
Steve, his voice steady but reverent, asked: "So… every choice we make here shapes the others?"
KB nodded. "Yes. Your victories inspire echoes. Your failures cast shadows. But the essence ,the truth ,remains here. That is why Thanos came here first. That is why your battles matter most. Because this universe is the song from which all others take their tune."
Tony, leaning back, his usual smirk gone, whispered: "So we're not just fighting for ourselves… we're fighting for everyone, everywhere."
KB's eyes glowed faintly, his tone both human and divine. "Exactly. You are not soldiers of one world ,you are guardians of all worlds. When you protect this universe, you protect the multiverse. That is why your karma carries such weight, why your choices echo beyond your sight."
Peter's eyes widened, his voice trembling with youthful wonder. "Then… we're the root of everything?"
KB placed a hand on his shoulder, his voice tender yet absolute. "Yes, Peter. You are the root. And roots do not see the branches they nourish ,but without them, the tree cannot stand. That is why your universe is primary. That is why your destiny matters."
The chamber was still, the firelight flickering against Wakandan stone. KB's gaze swept across the circle of heroes, his voice calm yet carrying the cadence of eternity.
KB: "You ask of universes, of roots and branches. But there are truths deeper still—truths even gods fear to speak. Listen, for this is not myth, but memory."
The Avengers leaned in, their faces tense with anticipation.
KB: "Above all creation stands the One-Above-All—the supreme creator of the multiverse. He is the absolute taboo, the source from which all flows. Yet even he carries shadow. That shadow is the One-Below-All—the manifestation of his ego, his negative reflection, the hunger that seeks to unmake."
A ripple of unease passed through the chamber. Wanda's crimson aura flickered, Strange's eyes narrowed, and Tony's jaw tightened.
Steve, voice low: "So even the highest carries darkness?"
KB, gently: "Yes. Light casts shadow. The One-Below-All is not separate—it is the echo of pride, the distortion of will. And once, the deities of countless realms rose against him."
His tone grew heavier, like a storyteller recounting a war etched into eternity. "They fought bravely—gods of thunder, gods of chaos, gods of wisdom. Yet one by one they fell, defeated and broken. The Chaos God sacrificed himself, striking a wound upon the Below-All to save the others. But even wounded, he stood smug, unshaken, while the pantheon lay in ruin."
The heroes sat in silence, the weight of the tale pressing upon them.
Natasha, voice trembling: "Then how was he stopped?"
KB: "Only the One-Above-All could suppress him. With power beyond comprehension, he bound the Below-All, forcing him into silence. But silence is not defeat. He waits, corrupting timelines, poisoning universes, seeking to weaken them until he can strike again. And when he strikes, it will be here—against your universe, the root, the primary."
Tony, his voice sharp but shaken: "So all of this… all our battles… are just echoes of something bigger. He wants to break us first."
KB, his tone both human and divine: "Yes. Cause and effect ripple outward. You are enough to face him, because you are the root. Every hero gathered here is not coincidence—it is necessity. The Below-All seeks to corrupt the branches, so he may strike the root. But if the root holds, the tree stands eternal."
The council chamber glowed faintly, the air heavy with silence after KB revelation. He stood tall, his voice carrying both warmth and gravity.
KB (serene, yet firm):"The River of Time flows endlessly. I will guard your timeline, but remember—protection is not permanence. You must fight for your universe. Do not lean on me as your crutch. My aid is not the solution to every storm. Destiny demands courage, not dependence."
The Avengers shifted uneasily, absorbing his words. Then KB's gaze softened as it fell upon Thor. He walked toward the Asgardian prince, and without hesitation, embraced him. Thor's eyes widened ,then closed. For the first time in ages, he felt peace, as though his parents' arms had returned to him.
KB (softly, almost fatherly):"Thor… I know your pain. You have lost your parents, your kingdom, your brother. Yet you stand, again and again, for your friends. Each time destiny strikes you down, you rise with new strength. That resilience is your true crown."
Thor's breath trembled, his heart heavy yet lightened by KB's touch. KB turned to the others.
KB (addressing all):"You have not lost as Thor has. You still have families, loves, bonds to shoulder burdens together. Do not take them for granted."
He looked back at Thor, his eyes distant, lost in memory.
KB (reflective):"Thor… you remind me of Karna, son of the Sun God."
Thor's eyes lit with recognition. As prince of Asgard, he knew the mythologies of various pantheons, even the Indian trinities the supreme of Indian mythology his father Odin respected but could never defeat them individually. He nodded, enlightened. The others, however, were confused.
Peter (curious, childlike):"Who's Karna?"
Thor straightened, his voice solemn, carrying the weight of ancient tales.
Thor (narrating):"Karna was born a prince, yet abandoned by his mother. Though son of the Sun God, he was forced to live as a slave. His life was hardship upon hardship. Every breath was trial."
The Avengers frowned, their hearts tightening. KB's voice joined Thor's, tinged with pride and sorrow.
KB (continuing):"In those times, only sons of warriors could become warriors. Karna defied that law. His teacher cursed him, stripping him of knowledge when he needed it most. The divine armor he was born with , the blessing of his father ,made him invulnerable, even to my weapons. Yet Karna gave it away, in charity, to heavenly emperor ,so that his mortal son could fight him equally. Such was his nobility."
The chamber grew heavy. KB's tone deepened, emotional.
KB (with reverence):"He was mortal, yet bore strength of a demigod. His own allies, his enemies, even the gods themselves conspired to defeat him. And still, he stood. Karna's life was more miserable than Thor's, yet his spirit shone brighter than despair."
The tale pierced every heart. Female heroes wept openly—Wanda, Natasha, Okoye, Pepper, Valkyrie. The men—Tony, Steve, Peter, Strange, T'Challa—sat with red eyes, their pride stripped away by empathy.
KB (humanly, with Krishna's flavor):"Karna teaches us: greatness is not in birth, nor in power, but in sacrifice. Thor, you carry his echo. And all of you—remember—your battles are not only against foes, but against despair itself. Do not forget the strength born of loss, nor the light born of hardship."
Silence followed, thick with emotion. For once, the Avengers were not warriors ,they were listeners, children before a teacher, souls before truth.
The chamber was hushed, the weight of Karna's story pressing on every heart. Tears had already fallen, but now came the silence of reflection ,each hero turning inward.
Steve Rogers (voice low, steady):"Karna gave away his armor… knowing it would cost him. That's sacrifice beyond duty. I thought my life was sacrifice, but compared to him… mine was choice. His was destiny."
KB inclined his head, his tone gentle. "Yes, Steve. Duty is noble, but sacrifice without recognition is divine. Karna bore the burden of being unseen, yet he shone brighter than kings."
Tony Stark (eyes red, voice cracking):"He was cursed by his own teacher. Betrayed by the very one meant to guide him. I… I built Ultron, I cursed myself. But Karna… he carried betrayal like armor. And still gave it away. How do you fight when the world itself conspires against you?"
KB's gaze softened. "By choosing love, Tony. Karna chose charity even when it stripped him of strength. You chose sacrifice when it stripped you of life. Both are echoes of the same truth ,love is the only weapon that endures."
Bruce Banner (quiet, thoughtful):"He was born with power, yet lived as a slave. I was born with intellect, cursed with rage. Maybe… maybe we're not so different. He fought himself, just like I do."
KB nodded. "Balance, Bruce. Karna bore divinity and mortality together. You bear mind and monster. Harmony is not given ,it is forged."
Wanda Maximoff (tears streaming):"He lost everything… and still gave. I destroyed everything… and still grieved. If Karna could endure, maybe… maybe I can too."
KB's voice was tender. "You are Radha‑ansh, Wanda. Your grief is your burden, but your love is your gift. Karna's tale is not despair ,it is reminder. Even broken hearts can heal worlds."
Peter Parker (sniffling, childlike wonder):"He was a hero no one saw. A prince treated like nothing. But he kept fighting. That's… that's what I want to be. Even if no one remembers me."
KB smiled, placing a hand on Peter's shoulder. "Peter, you are remembered in every life you touch. Karna's greatness was hidden, but yours shines openly. Do not fear obscurity; fear forgetting love."
Thor (voice heavy, yet enlightened):"Karna… he was me. Abandoned, cursed, stripped of power. Yet he fought with honor. KB… you are right. I carry his echo. And if he could endure gods and fate, then so can I."
KB embraced him once more. "Thor, son of Odin ,you are Karna reborn in spirit. Your losses are scars, but your strength is legacy. Stand, as he stood, against despair itself."
Strange (eyes narrowed, contemplative):"Even gods conspired against him. That is the cruelty of fate. Yet he fought. Perhaps… perhaps fate is not chains, but challenge. Perhaps even the Sorcerer Supreme has more to learn."
KB's voice resonated like a hymn. "Fate is river, Strange. You cannot dam it, but you can sail it. Karna drowned in its current, yet his song still echoes. Learn from him, sail, do not sink.".
The council chamber still echoed with Karna's tale, the heroes' eyes red with emotion. KB's gaze grew distant, as though he were listening to currents no one else could hear. His voice dropped, heavy with warning.
KB (solemn, resonant):"The River of Time is vast, flowing through every universe. I guard your stream, but beyond its banks lurks a shadow. The One‑Below‑All ,an abyss that feeds on despair, corruption, and forgotten hope. It waits, patient, beneath the currents."
The Avengers stiffened. Strange's fingers twitched, sensing the weight of the name. Wanda's aura flickered uneasily.
Strange (cautious):"One‑Below‑All… I have read whispers. A force beneath creation itself. You mean to say it can reach into our timeline?"
KB (nodding):"Yes. It is not bound by stones or sorcery. It seeps through cracks in destiny, through grief unhealed, through rage untempered. If despair festers, the River opens, and the abyss drinks."
Thor clenched his fists, his voice trembling with both fury and fear. "Then what hope do we have, if even gods conspire against us?"
KB stepped closer, his tone gentle yet unyielding. "Hope is not given, Thor ,it is forged. The One‑Below‑All thrives when you surrender. But when you fight ,not just with weapons, but with love, sacrifice, and unity ,it starves. Remember Karna. Remember his endurance. That is how you guard your river."
Steve (steady, resolute):"So you're saying we can't always rely on you. We have to fight for our universe ourselves."
KB (smiling faintly):"Yes, Captain. My protection is a shield, not a solution. You must be your own guardians. The River of Time is yours to defend. I will stand with you, but I cannot fight every battle for you."
Tony (grim, thoughtful):"And if we fail? If despair wins?"
KB's eyes gleamed like starlight, his voice carrying both warning and promise. "Then the River will drown, and the One‑Below‑All will rise. But if you endure ,if you fight with the strength of Karna, the compassion of Radha, the unity of your bonds ,then even the abyss will falter."
The chamber darkened as KB raised his hand. A ripple of cosmic energy spread across the council, and suddenly the Avengers were no longer in Wakanda ,they stood at the edge of a vast, endless river. Its waters shimmered with stars, but beneath the surface writhed a black void, hungry and alive.
KB (voice echoing like thunder and prayer):"Behold ,the River of Time. Its currents carry every choice, every destiny. But beneath it lies the One‑Below‑All, the abyss that feeds on despair. If you falter, if you surrender, it will rise."
The Avengers stared into the void. They saw shadows of themselves ,broken, defeated, consumed by grief. Wanda clutched Vision's hand tighter, Strange's eyes narrowed, and Steve's jaw clenched.
Tony (grim):"That thing… it's waiting for us to fail."
KB (nodding):"Yes. And though I guard your timeline, even I cannot hold back the abyss forever. My clone will remain as sentinel, but you must seek aid. Aid from one you least expect ,Loki."
The chamber gasped. Thor's eyes widened, disbelief and confusion flooding his face.
Thor (stunned):"Loki? My brother? . He is dead . The trickster who betrayed us time and again? You would trust him?"
KB's gaze softened, shimmering with divine certainty. "Not the Loki you knew. Look."
With a sweep of his hand, visions unfolded before them ,scenes from Loki's journey.
They saw him in chains before the TVA, stripped of his illusions. They saw him confronting his own variants, facing his failures, and learning humility. They saw Sylvie, the mirror of his soul, and the choice that shattered the Sacred Timeline.
Peter (eyes wide):"He… he changed. He's not the same Loki."
The vision shifted ,Loki standing at the Loom of Time, threads of universes unraveling around him. His face was solemn, his heart heavy, yet his resolve unbreakable. They watched as he grasped the strands, his body glowing with divine green light, transcending mortal limits.
KB (reverent):"He became more than trickster, more than prince. He became guardian of eternity. He sat upon the throne of timelines, not for power, but for sacrifice. He chose to bear the burden alone, so the multiverse might live."
The final vision lingered ,Loki, seated upon his throne of roots and stars, holding the River together with his own essence. The Avengers were silent, awestruck.
Natasha (whispering):"He saved… everyone."
Strange (solemn):"He transcended time itself. A god reborn, not of mischief, but of sacrifice."
Thor's eyes glistened, his voice breaking. "Brother… you carried the weight I never saw. I only regret that our parents, our people, could not witness your light. But I… I see you now. And I am proud."
KB placed a hand on Thor's shoulder, his tone gentle yet firm. "Asgard may not see him, but you do. And that is enough. Loki's journey is proof ,no soul is bound forever by its past. Even tricksters can become saviors. Remember this, Avengers: the abyss feeds on despair, but hope can rise from the most unlikely heart."
The chamber glowed with fading light as KB rose, He looked around at the gathered heroes, each face reluctant to let him go.
KB (warmly, encouraging):"You have fought bravely. You have endured grief, betrayal, and despair. Yet you stand. Remember ,your strength is not in me, but in each other. Guard your bonds, for they are the shield against the abyss."
Peter's eyes brimmed with sadness. He stepped forward, voice trembling. :"Will we… never meet again?"
KB's gaze softened, his tone gentle as a father's. "Of course we will, child. Destiny is not farewell ,it is reunion. We will meet again, when the River calls."
The heroes felt a strange security, as though KB's presence had already woven itself into their souls. Pepper and Tony approached, their voices pleading.
Pepper (earnest):"Stay a few more days. We need you."
Tony (grim, heartfelt):"You've given us hope. Don't vanish yet."
KB smiled, but shook his head. :"My path flows onward. I cannot linger. But you are not abandoned."
He turned, his eyes glowing. "Vision… is me, in another form. He will awaken my powers within himself. To see him is to see me. Trust him, as you trusted me."
Gasps filled the chamber. Vision's eyes widened, realization dawning. Wanda clutched his hand, tears streaming.
Suddenly, time froze. Every Avenger stood still, locked in silence ,except Tony, Strange, Wanda, and Vision. They looked around, stunned, as KB's aura shimmered.
Strange (awed):"You paused time itself… unfathomable."
KB's expression grew serious, his voice carrying divine weight. "Tony, Strange, Wanda, Vision ,you must protect Peter. Train him. He is not only chosen of the One‑Above‑All, but bearer of this universe's destiny. If he falters, the River falters."
Shock rippled through them. Wanda's grip on Vision tightened, Strange's eyes widened, and Tony's face hardened with resolve.
Tony (solemn, promising):"He idolizes me… sees me as a father. I've already taken him under my wing. I won't let him repeat my mistakes. Not ever."
Wanda (soft, determined):"Then I will guide his heart. He will not carry despair alone."
Vision (calm, resolute):"If I am KB's echo, then I will guard him as my own son."
Strange (firm, reverent):"If destiny chose him, then I will teach him to wield it wisely."
KB's eyes gleamed with pride. "Then the River is safe ,for now. Remember, Peter is not just your comrade. He is your future. Guard him well."
Time resumed. The Avengers blinked, unaware of what had transpired. Only Tony, Strange, Wanda, and Vision carried the secret, their hearts heavy with the responsibility KB had entrusted.
And as KB's form shimmered, fading into eternity, his voice lingered like a hymn: "Farewell, my friends. Fight not only with power, but with love. For love is the light that even the abyss cannot swallow."
The skies of Earth‑5301 burned with Chitauri fire. KB's aura shimmered as he struck down wave after wave, his mind still tethered to Benjamin's through telepathy. Amidst the chaos, Benjamin's voice reached him, heavy with worry.
Benjamin (telepathic, urgent):"Brother… what have you done? You revealed secrets, burdened them with truths. Their pressure grows. I fear they cannot bear it."
KB's eyes narrowed, his strikes precise, his tone solemn even in thought. "OBA's power grows with every breath. Even I struggle to suppress him from invading to this timeline. What I planted in them are not burdens, but seeds ,seeds of defiance. Seeds to protect their loved ones, their Earth. If OBA spreads unrighteousness, then my duty is to spread righteousness, justice, and hope."
Benjamin's heart trembled, his reply tinged with fear. "But you gamble with your life. You risk everything. What if they falter? What if despair consumes them?"
KB paused, exhaustion flickering across his face, yet his voice carried unyielding conviction. "I have seen countless futures, Benjamin. Paths of ruin, paths of despair. Only this path leads to victory. Yes, there will be problems at first. Yes, they will stumble. But in the end, they will rise. These heroes are not only my companions ,they are the change against the unknown."
Benjamin's silence lingered, his worry palpable. KB's aura flared brighter, his telepathic words ringing like a vow. "I do not gamble, brother. I trust. And trust is the only weapon left against the abyss."