We sat on the top of a building, the sight of udder destruction. This was normal for me, watching people burn in their own misery. Watching them as they plead for their souls, I watch as that is ripped from their very eyes. Yet, I feel no guilt. I am emotionless, that's what everyone thinks. My face is always neutral, no sign of life within me. That was how I was for 300 years. Until I was taken from them and put into a 'better' environment, I was used. But in a good way, my life slowly turned around for the good. The first thing that I utter after 300 years is, "Only in the darkest skies, you can see the brightest stars.." Takes place during the Age of Ultron
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