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The skies above the peaceful meadow crackled.
High above, cloaked SHIELD satellites buzzed with activity. Alarms were ringing. Nick Fury, Director of SHIELD, stood with arms crossed inside the Helicarrier's command room. His one eye glared at the screen in disbelief.
"What the hell am I looking at?" he growled.
Agent Maria Hill responded without blinking. "An unidentified energy surge the size of a collapsing star. Origin unknown. Ground Zero is… an open field in New York State."
"And the source?"
"We don't know. But the radiation is off the charts. Similar to... no, greater than the Space Stone."
Fury's jaw tightened. "Send a team. Quietly. I want eyes on this 'surge' now."
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Meanwhile, in the field, Ron stood still.
His black hair fluttered in the wind. The digital display in front of him showed a number so absurd it was beyond human comprehension.
> STR: 671088640
AGI: 671088640
INT: 671088640
VIT: 671088640
[Status: Invincible – Active]
[Infinite Summons: 4,200 units manifested. Expansion rate: +100 per second]
Ron could feel it. Every breath he took cracked the air. Every blink vibrated the ground beneath his feet. He was no longer just a man. No longer even mortal.
He was a force.
Commander Aria stood beside him, her silver-blonde hair shining under the alien sun. "Supreme One, unidentified aircrafts are approaching. Tactical scans indicate weapons. Low threat."
Ron looked toward the sky. He saw them—four black SHIELD Quinjets breaking through the clouds.
He smiled.
"They're fast," he said. "But not fast enough."
The moment he raised a finger, the air shimmered.
Ten of his summoned warriors shot up like missiles, faster than light. Each of them now possessed power beyond Iron Man, beyond even Thor.
Seconds later—BOOM!
The Quinjets were reduced to flaming wrecks in the air. Parachutes deployed. Agents screamed. And far above, SHIELD's satellite feed cut to black.
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On the Helicarrier, the entire command center went silent.
"...That wasn't alien tech," Maria whispered.
Fury turned away from the screen, eyes grim.
"That wasn't tech at all," he muttered. "That was power. Raw power."
He tapped into a private comm line.
"Bring in Banner. Stark. Strange. Hell, even Rogers if you can find him. We've got a problem."
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Back on the ground, Ron closed his eyes.
"I'm just getting started," he said calmly. "Let the world come."
He looked at Aria.
"Today, we build my empire. One continent at a time."
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