There was one judgment that sounded perfectly natural coming from anyone who knew John.
This man never gave anyone a moment's peace.
Nick Fury, the King of Agents, would rather take the long way around than let John join the Avengers.
Mycroft, too, had always treated John as someone to deal with, rather than a friend he could confide in.
Wise people always agreed: John was someone they could neither ignore nor allow free rein.
His thoughts, his actions, his charisma.
All of them gave those in power headaches, yet none of them could be dealt with.
He could make the proud Thor grin foolishly at him, and he could make Hulk obediently stay put.
The arrogant Stark had no desire to make an enemy of him.
Steve felt guilty toward him.
He had ambition, and no shortage of determination to stride firmly toward his goals.
To stop at nothing was the nature of Slytherin, and it was also why John had become Slytherin's one and only king.
His parallel-universe counterparts were all the same.
The rebel squad Godslayer Jonathan had assembled, the Skrulls Lies had brought under his command.
Every one of them displayed ample charisma and ambition in their actions.
The Council of Johns was no different.
Across the multiverse, there were Johns who, for various reasons, had never encountered magic and had lived different lives.
Yet their personalities struck people as even more dangerous.
The Time Variance Authority.
T.V.A. for short.
It was a strange space that existed in the Timeless Zone and served the laws of time.
They could enter different timelines to manage or erase them.
They served the Sacred Timeline.
Any disruptive variables or people would be eliminated or arrested through the intervention of the Time Variance Authority.
They acted as the time police