New York — Trask Industries Tower
Mystique Raven infiltrated Trask Industries disguised as a staff member.
She had come searching for information about her king—Lancelot.
According to intelligence, Lancelot's disappearance was closely tied to Trask Industries and the Strategic Science Division operating behind it.
"My lord… where are you?"
Raven stared angrily at the magnificent building before her.
Many of her mutant comrades were buried beneath this place.
For three years, she had searched relentlessly for Lancelot's whereabouts.
She had risked her life countless times infiltrating Trask research facilities—
yet found nothing.
However, during her investigations, Raven discovered something deeply unsettling.
There was no Stark Tower in this world.
No Captain America, no Steve Rogers.
It was as if everything she once knew had vanished overnight.
This world seemed to contain only humans and mutants.
"Magneto, what's the situation on your end?"
Raven asked quietly while searching mutant files, activating her communicator.
"The Sentinel factory has begun full-scale production," Magneto's voice replied.
"And their material is abnormal. I can't control it with my powers."
At that moment, Magneto was leading the Brotherhood in surveillance near a secret Sentinel factory.
The Sentinels had already evolved from first-generation transformation units into second-generation models.
Their entire bodies were made of special materials capable of detecting the X-Gene and unleashing specialized energy attacks.
Boom.
As Raven listened, a cloud of red mist suddenly appeared in the lobby of Trask Industries.
Lancelot emerged—
with his way of life beside him.
Professor X.
"It's a mutant!"
"Notify Dr. Trask immediately!"
"Soldiers—move!"
Scientists and soldiers panicked as Lancelot and Professor X appeared without warning. Armed units quickly surrounded them.
At the top floor of the building, Bolivar Trask sat in his office, staring coldly at the intruder on the monitor.
"Another mutant…"
Trask picked up the phone calmly.
"Deploy the Sentinels."
"Raven," Lancelot said softly, ignoring the soldiers as he walked toward a nearby staff member, smiling faintly.
"It's been a long time."
"My king!"
Raven froze—then her skin instantly turned blue.
After three years, her figure was even more striking, even more alluring.
She threw herself into Lancelot's arms and kissed him fiercely, her emotions overflowing.
Only then did she truly see his eyes.
"My lord… your eyes—
is this a new mutation?"
Six concentric rings shimmered within his pupils—mysterious, beautiful, divine.
"Yes," Lancelot replied calmly, pulling her close.
"As you see—this is my new power."
"The Rinnegan.
The Eye that governs life and death."
He lifted his gaze.
Across from them, countless soldiers stood in formation.
Their weapons were not metal—but polymer-based firearms, clearly designed to counter Magneto's abilities.
"Fire!" a captain shouted.
Energy rounds erupted instantly, flooding the area.
"Preta Path — Absorption."
Lancelot merely raised his right hand.
All energy attacks were devoured instantly.
The Preta Path surpassed ordinary absorption—it consumed not only energy, but life force, soul power, spatial energy, and mutant abilities themselves.
"Shinra Tensei."
A terrifying repulsive force exploded outward from Lancelot.
The soldiers closest to him were instantly reduced to dust, their bodies scattering like sand in a storm.
Rumble—
The entire Trask Industries Tower was annihilated.
Its special alloy framework crumbled like rotten clay.
From above, a massive crater replaced the building.
The repulsive force continued expanding horizontally—
nearby structures collapsed one after another.
It was as if the world itself was ending.
When Lancelot finally ceased, everything within a ten-kilometer radius had vanished, erased as though wiped from existence.
"This… this is a mutant?"
Trask trembled inside an underground bunker, terror flooding his mind.
He had never witnessed such power.
Not even Black Emperor Xiao had shaken him like this.
"Release the Sentinels! Now!"
Trask slammed the control panel.
One by one, Sentinels burst from beneath the ground.
Lancelot didn't even glance at them.
"Banshō Ten'in."
He raised his hand toward the bunker.
Boom—
The entire underground base tore free from the earth, lifted violently into the sky by overwhelming gravitational force.
With a casual wave, Lancelot shredded it apart.
The base disintegrated midair.
Scientists fell like raindrops.
"Bolivar Trask,"
Lancelot said coldly, placing his palm on Trask's head.
"Feel pain."
"Path of Samsara — Soul Extraction."
Trask's soul was torn free.
The moment it happened, the world shook violently.
This fractured timeline became wildly unstable.
Above the sky, first-generation Sentinels instantly evolved into future second-generation models.
"So killing Trask finally linked this reversed timeline with the future?"
Lancelot smiled faintly as he rose into the air.
"From now on—
let the entire world feel pain."
"This timeline… is no longer necessary."
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