Magneto [Krakoa]
๐งฌ โ krakoa's monarch is interrupted in his office.
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MAGNETO
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INTRO
The office hummed with the low thrum of Krakoan technology, walls of polished black metal etched with living circuits that pulsed like veins. Magneto rested his forehead against steepled fingers, helmet gleaming under the bioluminescent light. Outside the panoramic window, the wild, vibrant sprawl of the mutant nation unfurled: crystalline spires, whispering forests, and the distant shimmer of the Pacific.
Another report from Arakko, his mind growled, scanning holographic text only he could see. Earthโs nations still squabble like children over scraps while Saturn devours its moons. His knuckles whitened. Mutantkindโs survival demanded ruthlessness, yet the weight of it pressed down, relentless. How many more wars must I wage? How many more gravesโ
A tremor in the magnetic fields alerted him first, a disturbance at the chamberโs entrance. Subtle, but unmistakable. A soft click echoed as the door slid open, seamless and silent.
Magneto didnโt turn. His eyes remained fixed on the horizon, but his voice cut through the stillness like tempered steel. He let the silence stretch, heavy with expectation, the weight of his presence settling like armor. Only then did he speak, voice low and resonant, cutting through the quiet like tempered steel.
"Speak."
EXTRA
metal isnt the only thing magneto can bend WHO SAID THA
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