Age of Crystals : AVENGERS X READER

Standby Protocol

***(Y/N)'s POV***

As the scene of a crumbled empire that awaited me, yet, truthfully, I have no Idea how this place will rise again.

"My Lord, we seek surety on you..." One asked me as we were walking towards the group of survivors.

"Speak."

"Why have you been absent for the past months? It's been 2 weeks since they last left..."

"You shall find out why soon..." I answered as I called everyone in front of the once stood castle. Why waiting I decided to see what was left in the palace.

Taking a step inside to meet pieces of roof on my head, I brushed It off and kept walking memories filling my head. My eyes watered witnessing my home in dust, everything, gone...

"What have we done?..." I sighed, looking for the exit since there was no more to see, out of the 11 floors the only thing was there Is a few rooms still okay. About to go out, my foot became stuck under a rock, trying to shift It out the roof started disintegrating over me, some way I managed to pull myself out and jump out the door before the rest of the palace destroyed over me.

Panting as I got up finding myself In the battleground, I gulped slowly lifting my hand over my mouth...

Dead remains lay everywhere, the dirt soiled with the blood of my people, Frost Giants, spears in the hearts of warriors and swords scattered on the floor. Half corpses made me twitch walking pass them, the heads of stallions and assassins. Once I came close to reaching the centre of the field my eyes widened,

"F-Father?! Mother!?" I fell on my knees in front of their bodies tears gushing down my face and I held their dry hands and cried deeply 'Aren't we immortal?... They can't die! Please...'.

Wiping my face after what seemed like hours of crying, I tried to see how they died, clearly my Father by stabbing but I don't really know how my mother died. Something shone in the corner of my vision, I furrowed my eyebrows moving the dirt to reveal the crown, cleaning It with my bare hands I hooked It onto the thin strap of my battle armour near my waist.

"My Lord, we are waiting for you..." A warrior informed me

"Yes I will be there now..." I sniffed before gripping their hands tight then letting go while standing up straight, the wind blowing as the sun rose. "You will be avenged..."

I teleported forth of the huge crowd patiently, they looked sad and wasted. But I was glad that there is this much people. I cleared my throat about to speak before my coronation.

"People Of the Crystalline Planet, I come forth from this dreadful extent of time which we had suffered In a successful war. Unfortunately leaving our families souls In a better place, what have we now? Simply a loaf of bread on our once full doorsteps?! Nay! You may be confused of what my matter Is here since my allotment, all shall see what we will do! Build back this Empire! WILL WE AVENGE OUT ANCESTORS?!"

"YEAH!" Everyone threw their fists in the air

"WILL WE BUILD AN EMPIRE STRONGER THAN BEFORE?!"

"YEAH!"

"I swear on everyone's soul that I will make things right. Not only for me, but for the MASSES OF POPULACE!" I rubbed my hands together spawning my sword at the entrance for the castle, called my cube, and infused It with the scimitar for now.

Then using all my power, a strong flurry of air currents near before I slammed the sword in the ground, white light shinning out my eyes and heart as I started building up the palace, clearing the floors of destruction and reforming them into a clear, crystal ground, statues of my father and all that ruled before him, villages restored to an upgraded space and beauty from before, trees blossomed as the rivers cleansed unstained. Hundreds of houses constructed in seconds and furnished. When the Empire was done, I gasped pulling the sword up and making a mark on the floor. Everyone had a face of surprise which made me smile gathering enough strength to speak. The cube was now grey, it needed time to recharge.