He-El's heart churned violently. From Stephen Strange's few words warning Tony Stark, he instantly guessed that they had come from the future.
They had deliberately come looking for him.
He-El felt a chill run through him.
His past was completely blank, while his future was crystal clear.
It seemed that everything lay within that future.
"You really are the He-El I know. Before long, you'll save me from that cave. Of course, even without you, my Destiny would follow its proper course. I wouldn't die in that cave. I would still become Iron Man."
Tony Stark's voice was hoarse and grainy. Step by step, the Iron Man Armor trudged through the yellow sand toward He-El, carrying a trace of sorrow and resolve.
"You changed my Destiny. You also changed the Destiny of this world."
Looking back over everything, Tony Stark realized that he had not actually interacted with He-El all that much. Though he called himself He-El's good friend, what he mostly felt was admiration—admiration for what He-El had done, pride in having a friend like him.
There was even a faint trace of worship and yearning.
What He-El had done for Earth and humanity was worthy of anyone's worship and admiration.
"So it seems that, in the future, I collected five Infinity Stones and forced you into coming back to the very beginning to deal with me."
He-El's gaze was calm, but his mind was in turmoil. He felt as though he was about to grasp a flash of inspiration, as though he had overlooked something, as though there was something he should have noticed, something he should have known.
But that flicker of insight seemed to be separated from him by a thin membrane. He could not see through it or understand it.
At the same time, he