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Honestly, this isn't how he thought he would die. He imagined that he would save the world before dying. Or die peacefully. But, of course, that didn't happen. Of course, Thanos just had to swoop in and steal all the Infinity Stones to destroy half of the universe. And of course, they didn't stop him. They couldn't stop him. With all the fourteen million, six hundred and five possibilities of the future, they only won one. And it was in the worst possible way ever.
They had to lose in order to win.
Sure, they had a slim chance of winning when they decided to try to take the gauntlet off of Thanos's ridiculously large, purple hand. But, then again, it was a slim chance. And now…Thanos has all six Infinity Stones. And is wiping the half of the universe at this very instant. And that included most of the people standing here right now.
His eyes slightly widen as he watches Drax and Quill fade away into dust. Seeing his hand fading away, Strange turns to Tony.
"Tony…" The said person looks at him and Strange stares at him sadly.
"…There was no other way."
And the last thing he sees before completely turning to dust is the young kid stumbling towards Tony as the elder man looks in horror.
There really was no other way to win. Even if it's in the worst possible way, they had to do it. They had to sacrifice everything. They had to lose to win. It doesn't make complete sense. And maybe it never will. But it had to be done. It just had to be. But still. Still. If only there was another way. To win without sacrifices. To win without having to die. To win without going through all this.
If only…
Me: Ok, so, I'm not sure if it's true that failing was the only way they could win. I just made that a theory in my story. Anywho, I hope you all liked it. The next one will be up next week. And I'm going to warn you all. Peter's is next. So, you better be prepared to read it. Until then. (Recording closes)