How little has changed since his last appearance. He’s wearing clothes this time, though. It’s not all bad.

Another spacecraft drifting alone. Nothing inside; no signs of life. More victims of ‘mercy’. Interstellar genocide weighs heavily on his shoulders. It would seem he cannot go a day without finding more lives devastated by an unchecked lust for power.

No meditation session is complete without Fleetwood Mac. Adam never thought he’d say it, but... He misses Quill.

“It has been a long time since I have had to exercise my power to subdue a foe. Whether this is a good sign or not, I am yet to decide.”

“Ayesha. The... Other gold person.”

Worry not. The conscience of the cosmos wears heavily on his shoulders, but it is a burden he has chosen to carry.

“And for good reason. What brings you here?”

❝Mᴀʏʙᴇ I ᴀᴍ ᴀ ᴍᴏɴꜱᴛᴇʀ. I ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ I’ᴅ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪғ I ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴏɴᴇ.—— ×Rᴇᴠᴀᴍᴘᴇᴅ Vɪꜱɪᴏɴ; ×Mᴀʀᴠᴇʟ RP; ——I’ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ. Bᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ.❞ RT? Tʜᴀɴᴋꜱ!

❝ Pᴏᴡᴇʀ. ❞ —Aɴ Iɴғɪɴɪᴛʏ Wᴀʀ Sᴏʟᴏ. Rᴇᴀᴅ: twitlonger.com/show/n_1sqrpj8…

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When Thanos is back on his infinity gauntlet 🅱️ullshit again.