Every child had once imagined themselves the center of the world.
But as they grew up and peeled back the layers of the world's truth, discovering that they were merely one of its hardworking worker ants, they gradually abandoned that childish idea.
Some people, however, held on to it forever.
Todd was a Lost Wizard.
He had lived through the war in Sokovia, and he had once been a good child, too.
Unlike Wanda, the war had not only destroyed his family but also stripped him of the comfortable life he had once enjoyed.
The drastic change in his circumstances, combined with his obsessive nature, had led him to make the same choice as Wanda: to become an avenger.
The difference was that his revenge targeted the Wizarding Kingdom.
He was a failed product. The Mind Stone had not awakened any special abilities in him. Instead, its excessive power had set his body ablaze.
His severe burns had made him a disposable pawn, discarded by Hydra before the Avengers arrived.
He had lost everything. Dark emotions festered inside him. He raged and roared, with a beast inside his body desperate to break free.
Those extreme emotions had given rise to a powerful force of his own.
Todd pressed closer, step by step. "We used to be the same, Wanda."
Wanda could see that Todd seemed to have become someone else entirely, but she still found it hard to believe that someone she had once depended on for survival could turn out like this.
He was terrifyingly sinister.
Like a venomous snake coiling around her ankle, restricting her movements as it crawled over her entire body.
"We still are. Join us." Todd approached Wanda. "You'll want to see them."
"Who are they?"
"Our brothers and sisters. People who were abandoned, just