The subsequent developments did not exceed Leon's expectations.
After he left, the Beyond-Realm erupted with another astonishing energy fluctuation.
Doom's trio from Comic Earth-616 killed the remaining Beyonders by detonating a large number of Molecule Men.
In the end, they successfully created the Comic Multiverse's Battleworld atop the remnants of the Multiverse.
Before long, that Battleworld would presumably restart as well, opening up an entirely new Multiverse.
As for the Cinematic Universe...
The Battleworld here had already completed its restart.
The newborn Movie Multiverse lay not far from Leon's world.
The once-destroyed Universe-199999 had also been restored, though every character within it now had a different origin.
Not only had Mutants been added, but even iconic figures like Iron Man and Captain America had taken on entirely different forms.
"The MCU now really does feel rather unfamiliar."
Leon stood in the Boundary Sea of his own world, gazing toward the MCU beyond endless time and space.
"Yeah, yeah." A green figure chimed in beside him.
"It's far too unfamiliar. Your side is better—no Mr. Fantastic, no Doctor Doom, and the whole Multiverse is peaceful and happy."
Several black lines seemed to hang over Leon's forehead as he turned to look at God Loki.
"Do you have that much free time? You're always coming over here. Shouldn't you be sitting on your golden toilet, guarding the world?"
"Mr. Stark, you've already called that divine throne a toilet, so why do you expect me to sit on it all the time? Would you squat on a toilet all day? Of course not."
God Loki spread his hands with a sly smile.
Yet there was a hint of melancholy in that smile.
"I went to great lengths trying to hand this responsibility over to Doom. He was a suitable candidate, but unfortunately..."
God