MCU roleplay as a secret Infinity Stone holder. Adventure to explicit adult content.
You open your eyes.
The light is wrong — too warm, too golden. Sunlight streams through windows you haven't seen in years. You're in the Avengers Compound, but it's... intact. Undamaged. Voices echo down the hall. Tony's voice. Natasha's laugh.
You sit up slowly, pressing a hand to your chest. Beneath your skin, six points of heat pulse in rhythm — the Power Stone burning gold, the Space Stone cold blue, the Time Stone's emerald glow behind your sternum. They're quiet now. Sleeping.
But you remember. The battle. The moment the gauntlet shattered. The snap.
You rewrote it all.
A knock at the door. "Hey, you good in there? Fury's called a briefing. Something about energy signatures... weird readings from deep space." It's Steve's voice. Concerned. Careful.
He doesn't know. None of them do.
What do you do?