>>6131143>Pencils & Inks: Andrea Di Vito. Colors(C): Laura Villari. Letters(L): Dave Sharpe. Script (S): Christos N. Gage>Alt-text: Comic book art of a sentinel, a giant robot, fighting a man with magnetic powers, Magneto. Another mutant is killed by the sentinel. Magneto then rips the Sentinel’s head off.>Dialogue Samples: Christos N. Gage. Simon Kinberg. Alan Davis & Terry Kavanagh<span class="mu-s">Egypt, United Arab Republic</span>
You are Apoclaypse and you can feel the warm sand even through the skin of this sickly Northerner you call a host.
The Upper and Lower Kingdoms will always be your first home. And your first failure.
You shall see if the millennia have brought power worthy of you to the Great Nile.
“Well it may have taken enough pounds to get Churchill toasted for an afternoon, but my informant says this Magneto character should be righ-”
CRASHHH!!
Metal smashing bone. The screams of the unworthy. Blood steaming against hot sand. Yes, you remember this fondly. This... is power.
An iron colossus is storming through the desert, annihilating the weaklings before it. All except one.
<span class="mu-r">Metal? The humans send metal against me, the master of magnetism? Their arrogance shall be their doom!</span>
A sparking sensation fills the air. Static discharge stirs the desert, the steel giant rises up, and falls to pieces.
You haven’t seen power like this, rage like this, since... Her.
“My my my, how impressive. I think--”
An iron bar slaps across your host’s lips.
<span class="mu-r">Silence puppet. I’ve been around enough psychics to know a possession when I see one. Open your mind to me. I would hear your master speak.</span>
The man removes his helmet and astral projects into your host's mind.
There he stands before you. He stands before The Revelation. There can only be one response.
>You have proven yourself. You are one of the chosen who will forge our new tomorrow. Join me and guide the destiny of our people.>When your family was slaughtered I was asleep. Trapped in darkness. I was not there for you my son. But I am here now. You don’t know your own strength, but I do. Everything they have built will fall. And from the ashes of their world, we will build a better one>I see the real you. You hunger for honor. At times even reach for it. But it is nothing compared to your thirst for revenge. 