"Okay, is it on? Good, it's on."
Tony muttered to himself as he began leaving his last words for the battle-damaged helmet, which had been switched to recording mode.
Because Leon did not exist in this universe, the person closest to Tony was Pepper, and his final message was mainly meant for her.
Leon hovered above the wrecked spaceship. He realized that from the instant he descended into this universe, its originally predetermined storyline had already begun undergoing subtle changes.
The most obvious difference was that, in the original story, the helmet Tony repaired here could not only record audio but also capture video.
But now, the battle-damaged helmet Tony held in his arms only barely retained its recording function.
Was this what they called fate? Leon suddenly gained a deeper understanding of it. He did not intervene immediately, merely watching the rarely so disheveled Tony silently, curled up in a dark corner like a wounded wolf licking his wounds.
Other than the darkest moment and crucial turning point of his life in Iron Man 1, and the humiliation in Iron Man 3 when his armor was damaged and he crashed into the snow, relying on a boy to take him in, this experience of drifting through the boundless universe while waiting to die was probably another of Tony's darkest hours.
This time, he had no solution. This corner of the universe, near Titan, was simply too far from Earth. All energy sources had been depleted. Even if Tony could build a craft capable of returning home, he had no energy to power it.
There was only endless darkness in space, along with the occasional drifting meteorite.
"Miss Potts, Pepper... if you find this recording, don't put it online. It'd be too sad and too embarrassing for Tony Stark, the