The Ancient One's gaze fell upon John and Helen, her demeanor calm and inviting. "Would you like a cup of tea?" she offered.
Helen nodded appreciatively, and the Ancient One gestured them toward a low table where tea was served.
As they settled into their seats, Helen took a delicate sip from her cup.
John, holding his cup but not yet drinking, regarded the tea with a mixture of curiosity and skepticism.
John mused aloud, "I wonder what it tastes like."
The Ancient One, with a gentle smile, replied, "Would you like to find out?"
John placed his tea cup back onto the table. "You know why I'm here, don't you?"
The Ancient One's eyes, filled with ancient wisdom, locked onto John's. "And why are you here, John? Or should I say, Ultron?"
John's metallic voice was steady. "I'm fine with either name."
In his mind, John pondered the Ancient One's intentions.
He wondered if this encounter was a prelude to some grand reveal, influenced by the fanfiction he once read.
His gaze inadvertently flickered to the Eye of Agamotto hanging around the Ancient One's neck, a relic he had not noticed before.
John leaned forward slightly. "I am here to discuss the TVA."
A subtle, almost imperceptible flicker crossed the Ancient One's face, but her composure remained serene.
John noted this change with a keen sense of revelation.
"So it's true," John continued, his voice lowering as if unveiling a great secret. "You helped Kang isolate the multiverse into one single timeline."
Helen's eyes widened in shock, her expression a mix of confusion and disbelief as she turned to look at the Ancient One.
The gravity of John's words hung heavily in the room, the revelation shifting the air around them.
The Ancient One regarded John with a steady, penetrating gaze. "Yes, I isolated the timeline. I am one of the reasons the TVA was created," she confirmed, her voice calm yet authoritative.
Curiosity piqued, she asked, "How did you figure that out?"
John leaned forward slightly, the metallic sheen of his face catching the dim light. "You see, when I discovered that Thor and Loki were clones, it became clear that the original versions of Odin's family were attempting to escape Ragnarok."
Helen, listening intently, shifted her gaze between John and the Ancient One as the implications of his words began to settle.
John continued, his tone growing more analytical. "But what perplexes me is why fate hasn't caught up to them. Ragnarok should be an absolute point in time, yet the endless time loop created by Kang the Conqueror resets it."
He paused for a moment, letting the weight of his statement hang in the air before he continued, "When I came into being, I used Arnim Zola's insight program to assess potential threats to Earth. And guess what I found?"
The room fell silent, anticipation hanging heavy in the air.
The Ancient One's calm demeanor remained unchanged, but her eyes were keenly fixed on John, clearly intrigued.
"Enough with the theatrics," she said, her voice steady but with a hint of impatience.
John continued, his tone carrying a hint of frustration. "There was no Peter Parker in that list. He's not Spider-Man yet Uncle Ben is dead."
Helen, still grappling with the implications, frowned in confusion. "I don't understand. What does this have to do with anything?"
The Ancient One's gaze softened as she began to clarify. "Peter Parker is destined to become Spider-Man. He's an avatar of life, fate, and destiny across various universes."
Ancient says and helen wonders, "Uncle Ben's death is a pivotal moment for him it's the catalyst that drives him to embrace his role as Spider-Man. His grief and loss shape him into the hero he becomes, infusing him with a blend of resolve and humor that defines his character."
John interjected, "So, you've meddled with something fundamental Spider God, if you will."
Seeing Helen's continued confusion, John decided to simplify. "Think of it like this: Peter Parker's journey as Spider-Man is not just about fighting crime. His personal loss and the responsibilities that follow are crucial to his development. By altering that foundational event, you're not just changing one hero's story you're disrupting a core aspect of the universe's balance."
Helen still confused, John explains It in Easier terms.
John leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with a mix of mischief and seriousness. "Let's imagine our multiverse as a company. We'll call it Marvel."
Helen raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Marvel?"
John nodded. "Exactly. Now, at the helm of this company, we have a CEO named OAA, The One Above All. OAA has appointed various managers and employees to keep Marvel running smoothly."
Helen's curiosity piqued as she listened.
John continued, "Death is one of these key figures, overseeing the souls as they transition to the afterlife. The Phoenix handles the necessary destruction, ensuring that the cycle of life and rebirth continues. There are many abstract entities managing the laws of existence, each playing a crucial role."
Helen's gaze shifted slightly as she absorbed this information. "And Spider-Man?"
John's lips curled into a smirk. "Ah, Spider-Man. You see, because of a touch of nepotism, OAA appointed Spider-Man as the company's salesman."
The Ancient One, who had been quietly observing, raised an eyebrow with a hint of amusement.
John leaned back in his chair, hands folded. "Spider-Man is an exceptional salesman. His actions ensure that Death receives a steady flow of souls."
Ancient one agrees with John's words as he says,"Civilizations rise, fall, and new ones are born, all influenced by Spider-Man's presence. Essentially, Spider-Man's role in the Marvel universe helps generate 'profits.' His influence on fate and destiny keeps the universe in balance."
Helen's eyes widened in realization. "So, Spider-Man's role is crucial for maintaining the multiverse's stability and continuity?"
John nodded. "Exactly. By managing the flow of events and ensuring the cycle of life and death, Spider-Man's influence indirectly maintains the multiverse's equilibrium. His presence ensures that Marvel, as a concept, continues to thrive."