Chapter 53: CHAPTER 53
Ragna 's voice was steady, unwavering—
A razor-sharp challenge cutting through the void.
"We should all understand something."
"The stronger races—those who live for millennia, those who wield power beyond comprehension—are rare."
"The vast majority of the universe? It belongs to the weak."
Thanos remained silent, listening.
"Yes, we see the great powers of the cosmos—Asgardians, Eternals, Celestials—standing at the forefront."
"But they are anomalies, Thanos."
"It is the lesser species that truly occupy the universe."
"And they consume most of its resources."
Ragna 's golden eyes flickered.
"Because they are weak—"
"They compensate through sheer numbers."
"Even with fear, war, and slaughter holding them back—"
"Their reproduction rates exceed five percent per year."
His words struck deep.
"Think, Thanos."
"Even if you reduce their numbers by half—"
"Give it fifty years, a hundred years at most—"
"And their population will not just recover."
"It will surpass what it was before."
Ragna leaned in, his presence intimidating.
"The very act of slaughtering them creates an unintended consequence."
"You give them more room. More resources."
"They expand faster."
Thanos clenched his jaw.
He didn't want to acknowledge it—
But deep down, he knew.
"And what of the powerful races, Thanos?"
"The Kree? The Skrulls? Even your own race, the Titans?"
"A century passes, and they may have produced a single new generation—if that."
"And yet the weak flourish."
"When their numbers grow too large again, what do you do?"
"Do you cull them once more?"
Ragna 's tone darkened.
"How long until this cycle repeats endlessly?"
"How long before your 'solution' becomes the very disease you sought to cure?"
A chilling pause.
Then, Ragna spoke his final, cutting truth—
"Thanos, if your philosophy is followed—"
"The total annihilation of all life will not be delayed."
"It will arrive even sooner."
"This is the inevitable failure of your belief."
The Titan's Doubt
Ragna 's words struck like thunder, a brutal dismantling of Thanos' entire ideology.
The Mad Titan's hands trembled.
"No… Impossible."
His voice was low, shaken.
"I have seen civilizations flourish after balance was imposed."
"They lived better lives. They prospered."
"How can you say—"
Ragna cut him off.
"The universe is too vast, Thanos."
"And you? For all your might, you are but a single entity."
"You and your Dark Quadrant are nothing more than a cosmic terrorist faction, running across the stars in a never-ending battle against entropy."
A sneer.
"You are the highest bounty in the universe, Thanos."
"The most infamous terrorist in recorded history."
"Do you truly believe you've witnessed the aftermath of your 'balance' across centuries?"
A pause.
Then, Ragna smiled coldly.
"Oh, I forgot—"
"Your subordinates are either mindless zealots or short-lived fools."
"Except for you, none of them live long enough to observe the long-term consequences."
Ragna 's gaze pierced through Thanos.
"You have 'balanced' countless planets."
"But how many of them do you even remember?"
"Planets you culled fifty years ago, a hundred years ago?"
A whisper, filled with certainty—
"Thanos—"
"You are wrong."
The Madness of a Titan
Thanos staggered, his head in his hands.
The Blue Spirit Tribe below watched in astonishment.
They had never seen Thanos like this.
A god reduced to a man.
A tyrant faced with the weight of his own actions.
To them—
This moment was worth a hundred years of stories.
Ragna 's True Intentions
Ragna let out a breath.
Then, a smirk—
"You know, Thanos—"
"I was almost tempted."
Thanos looked up.
"Universal hegemony?"
Ragna 's eyes gleamed.
"It has its appeal."
"You know, I require faith—"
"And a universe under my rule would give me that."
"I understand, even if I joined you, in a few decades—"
"No one would even remember this war."
"The universe would be mine."
A beat.
"But, Thanos—"
"What then?"
"Fifty years pass, a hundred years—"
"Their numbers will explode again."
"Do we repeat this cycle forever?"
A pause.
Then, a piercing whisper—
"Is that truly balance?"
"Or is it just a self-perpetuating slaughter?"
His golden eyes burned.
"Thanos—"
"This path you walk—"
"Is a road of endless sin."
"A road drenched in infinite blood."
"A road that will never end."
Ragna 's tone hardened.
"Do you truly think I would support such a belief?"
The Titan's Conviction
For a brief moment—
Thanos wavered.
For a brief moment—
He was just a man, questioning his purpose.
But then—
Ebony Maw acted.
The Mind Stone, still embedded in the Scepter, pulsed.
A wave of influence washed over Thanos' mind—
Calming him.
Restoring his conviction.
When Thanos opened his eyes once more—
They were firm.
Even if the road was endless.
Even if it led only to slaughter.
He did not care.
If balance could not be achieved in one lifetime—
Then he would enforce it for eternity.
A final, unshakable decision—
Thanos would carry this burden to the very end of the universe itself.
An Invitation to a Titan
But before Thanos could speak—
Ragna smirked.
"Actually, Thanos—"
"There is a better way."
A pause.
Then—
"A way to maintain balance without slaughter."
Thanos narrowed his eyes.
"However—"
Ragna 's voice grew powerful.
"This path requires me to rule the universe first."
And then, the final proposal—
"Thanos—"
"Are you willing to help me?"
A cold wind swept through the stars.
"You would be my Left Hand."
"The Vice-King of the Universe."
"Together, we would create true harmony."
From fear—
To understanding—
To this moment.
Ragna , standing as an equal, offering an olive branch to the Mad Titan himself.
The Blue Spirit Tribe below could only stare in horror.
Their ruler was inviting the most dangerous being in the cosmos—
To join his empire.
Their minds reeled.
What in the name of the gods was happening?
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