[ There it is. Witch. The pitch-black mass of writhing limbs exhales with a series of pulsing lungs. ]
The Scarlet Witch.
[ A beat between texts. Here and now, without the urgency her presence in front of him, he does feel responsibility for the worlds of weight he's about lay squarely on a young woman's shoulders.
But that young woman is Wanda Maximoff. And as Stephen has learned over his long years of existence, no universe is particularly fair. ]
You're right. I don't mind you knowing. But that's only because if you don't, then you might not be able to avoid the darkest path ahead of you.
[ Like he didn't, even with the warnings of ancients to guide him. A jagged shard through his hundred chests. Another pause. ]
So the question stands. Do you want me to tell you?
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The Scarlet Witch.
[ A beat between texts. Here and now, without the urgency her presence in front of him, he does feel responsibility for the worlds of weight he's about lay squarely on a young woman's shoulders.
But that young woman is Wanda Maximoff. And as Stephen has learned over his long years of existence, no universe is particularly fair. ]
You're right. I don't mind you knowing. But that's only because if you don't, then you might not be able to avoid the darkest path ahead of you.
[ Like he didn't, even with the warnings of ancients to guide him. A jagged shard through his hundred chests. Another pause. ]
So the question stands. Do you want me to tell you?