I ignored my destiny once, I can not do that again. Even for you. I’m sorry, little one.

Fine. I’ll do it myself.

The universe required correction. After that, the stones served no purpose beyond temptation.

With all six stones, I can simply snap my fingers, they would all cease to exist. I call that mercy.

You should choose your words more carefully.

The end is near.

Your optimism is misplaced, Asgardian.

The hardest choices require the strongest wills.

I’m the only one who knows that. At least I’m the only who has the will to act on it. For a time, you had that same will.

And as long as there are those that remember what was, there will always be those that are unable to accept what can be. They will resist.