Everyone could feel it.
That was not Vision.
He was someone else.
But how was that possible?
The Avengers had witnessed Vision's birth.
He could even lift Mjolnir, proving that his righteousness was worthy of recognition.
Yet the Vision before them was entirely different. His eyes held indifference toward everything.
Even facing Earth's mightiest Avengers, his eyes showed not the slightest ripple.
His gaze swept across his surroundings.
A devastated city, metal wreckage scattered everywhere.
Vision's expression did not change as his gaze slowly shifted to his hand.
Looking at his red-skinned hand, his expression finally changed a little.
"The Avengers?"
He spoke in a voice unlike Vision's.
It sounded hoarse from a long silence, ringing in the Avengers' ears.
Vision slowly raised his head, a look of recollection on his face. "It seems a long time has passed."
"But... it doesn't matter."
"Welcome your king." Vision slowly floated upward, his cape gradually changing color.
An unnerving pressure settled over them, as though a heavy stone had been placed on each person's heart.
Their eyes fixed on the figure rising steadily, his back to the sunlight.
Like a god walking among mortals, he had come to pass judgment.
He said indifferently, "Kneel before me."
"All of you."
"I am the Son of Odin, heir to Asgard," Thor said, tightening his grip on Mjolnir. "No one can make me kneel!"
Thunder erupted, and Tony attacked as well.
Lightning and an Energy Beam launched toward him.
The battle began.
Vision raised his right hand and tore the lightning and Energy Beam apart.
"It seems you have no intention of coexisting peacefully with me." Vision's gaze landed on Steve.
Steve's heart pounded wildly.
A yellow beam pierced the ground.
"Aah!"
Steve held his shield in front of him. Its paint rapidly peeled away,