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Avengers Infinity War
Soul
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To kill her, ended the humanity in him.
Thanos nearly collapsed after throwing his Gamora into the chasm. He loved her more than he could ever allow himself to truly feel. Her screams still tore into him, gnawing through his heart, searing the organ to ash. Though, the moment the Soul stone was his, the power filled the ache with hunger for the next. Before he felt the stone merge with the others above his hand, something else had begun.
From blood, sacrifice and infinite redemption, a daughter was born. To Thanos, she was his, the gift from the power he sought. Standing before him, adorned in dark light and ember ruins, a young woman opened her eyes. The colors of his own stared back at him. She moved her mouth gently, her fingers flexed out, in, her back straightened, her person becoming. Dark grey strands formed from her scalp down her shoulders in wet tendrils. A single silver strand framed the side with an ethereal glow. As she became, Thanos accepted the gift. She was given to him for the sacrifice. The new world has taken everything, yet here she was. Plans were growing. He felt the undeniable strength thrashing inside her, waiting to be unleashed. This was his family, his daughter, by blood, right and design.
As she watched him rise from the water, she felt his love. Every thought of his, all that he knew, fused with her. It should have changed her as she was born. It did nothing. It was only knowledge, she was far from who he believes she is.
He reached for her, caressing her new skin. She leaned into his touch without knowing what it meant to him. "My daughter," he breathed. "Dynere." They studied each other, leaving no detail without pause. He dropped his hand, "We have much to finish."
The stones took them from the water through a void into timeless suspension. In this, Dynere learned more. Before entering the next world her creator meant to renew, she filled herself with memory and intent. As they passed into the next space through the next void, she learned all she needed to know. Though, something else had become known. She felt the bond for the one holding her against him. She couldn't deny the love he had for her. He was wrong, yes, but she was still his.
Against her purpose, it was there.
Her father wanted her next to him as he brought a new beginning to another end. He won't stop, she knows this. She can't end him. She will have to save everything else.
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A way to cope with the breaking of my soul after watching the movie in theaters. I needed this. Am I alone?