The gods arrived suddenly, and vanished just as suddenly.
At the St. Moritz ski resort, Morgan Stark happily played in the snow atop Captain America's former shield, alongside several children around her age.
Not far away, Tony pestered Harry with questions:
"So what exactly happened after that? I saw half the people in the Group disappear—they weren't dead, were they? And this... dimensional ascension you mentioned, what was that all about?"
Harry smiled. "Why are you asking so much? You were too scared to press the button back then, so you missed your chance."
The Aether Phase Engine had been completely scrapped after activation, and building another one would cost far too much.
Those who had not chosen to transmit their Psychic Energy then would never have another opportunity.
"I couldn't help it... It wasn't that I didn't trust you. It's just, look—"
Just then, little Morgan ran over. "Daddy, I love you three thousand times."
The moment he saw his daughter, Tony grinned from ear to ear and immediately forgot what he had been agonizing over.
Why had he not chosen dimensional ascension with Harry? Because the indiscriminate deaths at the time had truly frightened him badly. He had no idea whether this so-called ascension would leave little Morgan without a father.
Just like in the main universe.
Harry did not mind. He sent some data to Tony's Personal Terminal.
"The Group has been following a new project recently. Take a look at the technical specifications. It's a new universe."
Seeing that her father appeared to have work to do, little Morgan turned and rejoined her friends.
"All right, all right, let me see... What's this? Such an old-fashioned Power Armor design? It's way too bulky, and isn't that pitch-black appearance a little ugly... Hmm... What's with the bat