Do you see the beauty of it? The inevitability? You rise, only to fall. You, Avengers, you are my meteor. My swift and terrible sword and the Earth will crack with the weight of your failure. Purge me from your computers; turn my own flesh against me.
Humans are odd. They think order and chaos are somehow opposites and try to control what won’t be. But there is grace in their failings.
I know you’re good people. I know you mean well. But you just didn’t think it through. There is only one path to peace… your extinction.