A New World

In the early morning, sunlight streamed into the bedroom through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting warm dappled patterns on the floor.

Xiao Han slowly opened his eyes, his golden pupils slightly contracting in the morning light as he felt the warm energy.

He turned his head to look beside him; Wanda was still fast asleep, her red hair scattered on the pillow, her breathing even and peaceful.

Last night's exploration of life had taken a toll on her energy; it was her first time embarking on such an exploration, and it was quite a burden for her.

Xiao Han gently rose without disturbing her, and with a casual wave of his hand, a black silk robe automatically draped over his shoulders.

He walked barefoot out of the bedroom. The living room was quiet, with only the soft sound of distant waves coming through the French windows.

Good morning, sir.

Turing's gentle voice rang out in the air, "Mr. Stark has requested communication and has been waiting for 3 minutes."

Xiao Han raised an eyebrow and walked towards the kitchen area. The coffee machine started automatically, and a rich aroma quickly filled the air. "Tony? So early?"

"Yes, he seems to have something urgent," Turing replied. "Should we connect now?"

Xiao Han picked up his coffee cup, took a sip, and said, "Take it."

A holographic projection unfolded in the center of the living room, revealing an image of Tony Stark.

He looked somewhat tired, with dark circles under his eyes, and he was also holding a cup of coffee in his hand, but judging from the strength, it looked more like pure espresso.

Tony's voice came from the projector, tired and slightly hoarse. "Xiao, I should have killed that bastard last night."

Xiao Han stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, morning light streaming through the glass and illuminating his silhouette. "And then?"

"Coulson recognized him," Tony said in a low voice.

"That damned Hydra is actually a member of the Howling Commandos, one of Captain America's best friends."

Xiao Han's fingers tapped lightly on the glass, producing a crisp sound, "So?"

"So?"

Tony suddenly raised his voice, then quickly lowered it again, "Coulson showed me the files. That guy fell off a cliff and disappeared in 1944. Hydra found him, brainwashed him, and turned him into a killing machine."

The sound of clinking glasses came from the projector. Tony took a sip of coffee and continued, "JARVIS received a file; it's the surveillance footage of my parents' murder."

Xiao Han sensed that Wanda was still fast asleep. "You saw it?"

"I saw it."

Tony's voice suddenly became unusually calm, "I watched every frame. I saw that bastard choking my father with his metal arm, I saw my mother begging for mercy, I saw them..."

The sound of shattering glass came through the communicator.

Xiao Han walked to the sofa and sat down. "So now you want to ask me whether or not I should kill him?"

"Wanda didn't kill me either," Tony suddenly said, "Even though she hated me so much."

A glint of golden light appeared at Xiao Han's fingertips, then quickly faded. "I am not you, Tony. This decision is yours to make."

"If I kill him..."

Xiao Han interrupted him, "If you don't kill him..."

"I'll regret it," Tony said with a wry smile. "What a damn choice."

Xiao Han looked out the window; the sea shimmered in the sunlight. "Choices are the hardest to make. You're right, he's controlled by Hydra. But this time, you decide for yourself. I won't make the choice for you."

There was a long silence on the other end of the communicator.

Do you know?

Tony finally spoke, his voice much softer, "My father never said he loved me."

Xiao Han did not respond.

"But when that bastard was choking him... his last words were to save Maria." Tony's voice trembled slightly.

He has always loved my mother.

Another silence fell.

"I understand," Tony said suddenly, his voice firmer.

"Thanks, Xiao."

(Okay, that's enough about the Winter Soldier. You can imagine the ending yourself; I won't describe it anymore, whether I write him alive or dead, I'll get criticized.)

Communication was cut off, and after a short while, footsteps could be heard on the stairs.

Wanda rubbed her eyes as she came downstairs, her red hair disheveled, wearing the black shirt Xiao Han had worn the night before, the hem just covering her thighs.

"Who's calling so early?" she asked, yawning, her voice still sleepy.

Xiao Han turned off the projector and pulled her into his arms. "Tony... he's hesitant about making a decision."

Wanda sat on his lap, her cheek pressed against his chest. "What decision?"

"Perhaps it's about becoming a better person," Xiao Han said, gently stroking her red hair.

Wanda tilted her head back, her eyes still sleepy but smiling, "Just like me?"

Xiao Han lowered his head and kissed her forehead. "No, you always have been."

Wanda's face flushed instantly. She buried her face in Xiao Han's neck and said in a muffled voice, "When did you become so good with words?"

Xiao Han patted her on the back. "Go change your clothes. Today I'll teach you Spatial Teleportation."

Wanda's eyes lit up immediately. She jumped up and ran upstairs, then suddenly stopped, turned around, and asked, "Are you sure it's not because of last night...?"

"Go quickly." Xiao Han interrupted her, a helpless smile on his lips.

Wanda chuckled and ran upstairs, her red hair billowing behind her.

Ten minutes later

Xiao Han stood in the center of the training room, golden magic runes slowly rotating beneath his feet.

Wanda stood opposite him, her red hair swaying slightly from the energy field, her eyes gleaming with focused light.

"Chaos Magic and Kamar-Taj's spatial magic are fundamentally different." Xiao Han raised his hand, his fingertips tracing the air, and golden sparks bloomed in response.

"It doesn't require incantations; it relies on your intention and emotions."

Wanda nodded, crimson energy surging from her palms as she attempted to mimic Xiao Han's movements.

Red sparks flew, but quickly dissipated, failing to form a complete portal.

"Don't rush." Xiao Han walked behind her and gently placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Feel the flow of space, imagine it as water that can be parted by your energy."

Wanda took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

Crimson energy circulated around her, gradually becoming more solid.

She raised her hand again, and this time, a crimson halo mingled with red sparks, and an unstable portal slowly formed, only to twist and close again very quickly.

"I can't do it." She opened her eyes, somewhat annoyed.

Xiao Han chuckled softly, "To be able to cause spatial fluctuations on your first attempt is already quite impressive."

He stood behind her, his hands covering hers, guiding her movements, "One more time, but this time don't try to control it, just let it respond naturally to you."

Wanda felt his warmth, her heart racing slightly, but she quickly focused and tried again.

This time, her crimson energy intertwined with red sparks, and a complete portal unfolded before the two of them, leading to the other side of the training room.

"I did it!" Wanda turned around in surprise, almost bumping into Xiao Han.

Xiao Han's lips curled slightly. "Not bad, but still far from it."

He waved his hand, and the portal expanded. "True spatial teleportation requires crossing dimensions, not just staying in one room."

Wanda teased, "Then you demonstrate one?"

Xiao Han didn't speak, but simply raised his hand and drew a new teleportation portal. At the other end was a snow-capped mountain peak, with a cold wind howling in.

Wanda asked curiously, "Where is this?"

"The Himalayas," Xiao Han said calmly.

"When the sorcerers of Kamar-Taj first learned teleportation, they often accidentally left themselves there."

Wanda couldn't help but laugh out loud, "So you've fallen before too?"

Xiao Han glanced at her. "I learned it on the first day."

"Wow." Wanda pouted, but the admiration in her eyes was unmistakable.

"Keep practicing." Xiao Han retracted the teleportation portal.

"Once you can reliably activate intercontinental teleportation, I'll teach you how to use the Mirror Dimension."

Wanda nodded and tried again with focused concentration.

A crimson glow emanated from her fingertips once more, and red sparks swirled and intertwined in the air.

This time, the portal was much more stable than before; its edges no longer flickered, but instead formed a complete circular passage.

"Look! I did it!" Wanda turned around excitedly to look at Xiao Han, her eyes sparkling with joy.

However, Xiao Han narrowed his eyes.

His Super-Sight pierced through the portal, revealing not the other side of the training room, nor any corner of the earth.

Instead, it was an unfamiliar city, with towering buildings and a clear blue sky; in the distance, a huge Daily Planet logo could even be seen.

Something's not right.

"System," Xiao Han muttered to himself, "What's going on?"

[Ding! Abnormal spatial fluctuations detected.] The system's voice calmly replied.

[Wanda's Chaos Magic inadvertently opened an inter-universe portal. This action is outside the scope of the host's mission, and the system has not issued any related instructions.]

Xiao Han frowned slightly. "You mean, she opened a rift in the Multiverse on her own?"

"Yes," the system replied.

[Based on energy analysis, Wanda's Chaos Magic possesses the ability to alter reality, and she may have unintentionally torn apart dimensional barriers during periods of intense emotional fluctuation.]

(Refer to the portal opened by Mr. Fantastic of the Earth-616.)

Xiao Han paused for a moment, then looked at Wanda, who was still immersed in excitement.

She reached out and touched the edge of the portal, curiously observing the world on the other side.