After Wanda finished her meditation, we went straight to the base where Cybwen was tinkering with her cyberics.

  "Peter," Gwen said in surprise.

  "It's time," I said simply.

  She stopped her tinkering and jumped down from the chair. Her expression became serious. "You serious? Just us?"

  "Yup! We are more than enough, besides, I don't want to put them in danger," I answered.

  Gwen nodded, "I guess, that's for the better." She extended her arm forward as the nanites shifted, revealing a device glowing with a blue hue. It must be the time mae.

  "Is that it?" I asked.

  She nodded. "Yup. This thing will open a portal to my timeline."

  I turo Wanda and asked, "You ready for time travel?"

  "You know I am," she walked over to Gatted her shoulder. "We'll do our best to fix your world. So, let's go kick the other Peter's ass and probably other me too."

  Gwen smiled slightly before nodding. "Thank you. I'll be in your care. But if things get dangerous, please run. Don't put your life in danger for a falley."

  With that said, we got ready. Gwen activated the device, and a swirling portal appeared before us. I looked at it with curiosity, w what this other Earth was like. And more importantly, how powerful is this alternate version of me and Wanda?

  Well, guess I'm about to find out.

  I g Gwen and said, "Let's go."

  We stepped through the portal without hesitation. The world blurred around me, and my senses became distorted for a moment before reality returo normal. We were standing on a barren wastend, the sky overhead a dark red color.

  The smell of ash and smoke hung heavy in the air, and the grouh my feet was cracked and dry.

  My senses sharpened, and the air felt thick with magic—a dark, corrupted energy that cwed at my skin. This was no ordinary Earth. It was a nightmare.

  All around us y a wastend scorched beynitioire blocks of what once were cities sprawled out as heaps of rubble. Buildings, shattered and twisted, reached up like skeletal hands grasping for something they'd never recim. The sky above ed with violent shades of red, bed clouds swirling overhead, and bolts of crimson lightning streaked across the sky like a heartbeat—an eerie echo of the chaos that had swallowed this world whole.

  Gwen was silent, staring grimly at the ruins, her eyes filled with a grief she could barely tain. This was her world, a home twisted into a living hell by a version of us.

  "You see that?" she said, pointing to a bright dome of light far in the distahat's where they are."

  A brilliant but uling glow illumihe dome, c a fra of what was left of the city. Even from here, I could feel the energy pulsing from it, a siing mix of agid corrupted reality bending. Inside, I sehem: an alternate Wanda aer, distorted refles of ere, twisted by obsession and driven to extremes. They had turhe dome into a fortress, a pce to hide from the madhey'd unleashed yet failed to trol.

  This was going to be iing.

  The three of us made our way to the dome, passing by crumbling buildings and decayed bodies. The sight was grim, but I kept my posure. These were not our Earth, our friends and family. They were long gone.

  I g Gwen. Her expression remained calm and posed, her eyes fixed on the dome.

  "Is it just New York or the whole world?" Wanda asked as she looked around the desotion.

  "It started here. So, the damage here is much worse. As for the rest of the world, with no heroes left... You imagihe state it's in," Gwen answered.

  Wanda looked around grimly, "I see."

  I ched my fist and said, "Let's make this quick."

  The sooner we get this over with, the better. I don't want to stay here lohan necessary.

  We arrived at the edge of the dome. It was a shimmering wall of light stretg from one side of the city to the other, pletely eng the inner part of the city. Inside, I sensed a tration of energy, a powerful miasma of agid corruption. This was their sanctuary, the pce where they hid from the destru they had caused.

  I sed the area, there was too much dark energy. If I were to fix this shit, that Darkhold book must be sealed back. I 't afford anything to interrupt my reality manipution si's a delicate process. And I could sense power... Infinity stohere were three of them ihat pce. One of them is the Time Stohere was no doubt about that. Tsk. This is gonna be annoying.

  Gwen stopped before the dome.

  "I 't go in there. They have anti-cyb teology in there. I'll just be dead weight if I go inside," she expined.

  "Don't worry, we'll take care of this," I said reassuringly.

  She nodded. "Peter, Wanda... Please be careful. I know you two are strong but against these two... It'll be hard. I... I lost too many friends trying to stop them... If anything happens to you two... I..."

  I pced my hand on her shoulder and said, "We'll be fine. I promise."

  As we stepped through the shimmering light of the dome, the atmosphere ged, thiing with a miasma that crawled ay skin, tingling with corruption. Ihe city was in ruins, cracked streets and crumbling buildings stretched out before us. Each step echoed in the oppressive silence, but I could feel eyes on us, like we were walking straight into the jaws of a trap.

  "Stay alert," I whispered to Wanda, though her eyes already gleamed with focus. She nodded, her gaze sharp as we made our way deeper.

  We didn't get far before they appeared—Avengers, twisted by some dark influeepped out from the shadows like marioes trolled by invisible strings.

  Captain America emerged first, his face as hardened and bnk as stone. His iic shield was cracked, and dark veins spiderwebbed across its once-pristine surfaext to him, Iron Man hovered in his armor, but instead of its usual red and gold, it was a sickly bck, pulsing with dark energy. Thor stood beside them, Mjolnir crag with ominous, crimson lightning that seemed to distort the air around him.

  "Dang! They even got Thor!" I couldn't help but blurt out in surprise.

  To their left, Bck alked with predatrace, her eyes unnervingly vat as she twirled an energy baton crag with a dark, corrupted charge. Beside her, the Hulk towered, his green skin marred with bed veins that pulsed as though he were ied by the very madwisting this world. His face was torted in a monstrous scowl, his breathing a sled growl.

  Fal flew overhead, his wings tinged with smoky darkness as he circled us like a vulture. And just behind him, Hawkeye lurked, a bck bow gripped tightly in his hand, his arrows tipped with an unnatural gleam. His eyes glowed faintly, fixed on us with a predator's focus.

  "They are all corrupted. Even their soul is beyond saving," Wanda muttered with a grimace.

  And then came the Fantastic Four, led by Reed Richards. His form was no longer human but stretched and ed, like a nightmare twisted out of proportion. He seemed to move as if pulled by strings, his limbs elongating unnaturally. Sue Storm floated beside him, cloaked in a dark aura that flickered and pulsed, her eyes a hollow void. Johnny Storm's fmes had turned a sickly green, casting an eerie light over his face as he hovered in the air, his expression one of twisted delight. Ben Grimm, the Thing, had patches of his rocky skin cracked and crumbling, dark veins throbbing in the crevices as he lumbered forward.

  "So, those bastards used a soul manipution spell, but it failed and created these abominations instead," I remarked as I sed their souls.

  And t over them all, with her scarlet magic spilling like a shroud around her, was an alternate version of Wanda. Her face was a mask e, her eyes glowing with an iy that bordered on madness. Her crimson energy pulsed erratically, dist the air around her like heat waves on a sweltering day.

  Beside her, a figure stepped forward—an alternate version of myself. He looked just like me but... wrong. His once-familiar face bore a mog sneer, and his eyes glinted with a dangerous, manic gleam. His suit was an unnatural shade of bck with veins of red c through it, a visual maion of the chaos within him.

  "Wele," he sneered, his voice low and dripping with disdain. "I've waited a long time to meet myself. You... I'll kill you. Why you may ask? Simply because you must be enjoying a happy life while I lost everything... EVERYTHING!"

  "We should thank Gwen for this... Fing you two here. That foolish woman. Now, after we kill you, we'll take your pce. After all, what's better than living in a world where we have everything we want?" the alternate Wanda added, a cruel smile pying across her lips.

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