Starting as a Class Five Mutant-Chapter 489 -

Not far away, the Ancient One fixed her solemn gaze on the group of black-uniformed agents.

"Who exactly are you?" she asked, her voice heavy with caution.

Even as the Sorcerer Supreme, she found herself filled with doubt.

These people should not exist.

No matter how many times she had looked through the timeline, these individuals had never appeared.

If they had, their unusual technology would have certainly caught her attention—she would have taken precautions against them.

Yet, here they were.

And she had no idea who they were or where they had come from.

That fact alone was enough to make the Ancient One wary and deeply unsettled.

Meanwhile, the TVA agents turned to glance at her.

However, they barely acknowledged her presence.

They knew who the Ancient One was.

But right now, all their attention was focused on the "time criminal" standing before them.

None of them had the patience to explain anything to her.

At that moment, one of the younger TVA agents, Brule, couldn't help but blurt out—

"Time criminal, what the hell are you? Why doesn't our technology work on you?!"

He was completely shaken.

This was not how things were supposed to go.

Normally, a time criminal—especially one as arrogant and proud as this one—would have been humbled and terrified after experiencing the TVA's overwhelming power.

But now?

It was they who were shocked.

It was they who were in disbelief.

The reversal of roles made no sense.

Before they could regain their composure and attempt another attack, Syd lowered his gaze and spoke calmly—

"Since you have no other tricks, then it's time for you to disappear."

"You will now experience the same fate you intended for me."

The twelve TVA agents looked at him in confusion.

But moments later—their faces froze.

Confusion turned into shock.

Then into terror.

Before their very eyes, their own bodies began dissolving in golden light.

They were fading away—just like their Time Batons had done to countless others.

It was impossible.

They had witnessed and caused this very phenomenon countless times before—

But they had never imagined it would happen to them.

"This... this is the power of our Time Batons... but how?!"

"How can this time criminal use our technology?!"

They stared at White Cloak, their eyes wide with disbelief.

And then—they vanished.

Their final thoughts were filled with resentment and a single desperate hope—

"The TVA must find this dangerous time criminal and erase him!"

To them, his defeat was inevitable.

They had no doubts about that.

Syd, however, had merely granted them a brief moment of realization before their erasure.

If he had not held back, they wouldn't have even had time to comprehend what was happening.

It was effortless for him.

After a brief pause, he glanced at the empty space where they had stood, then turned to leave.

But before he could go, the Ancient One called out—

"Can you tell me who they were?"

Hearing the question, Syd halted mid-step.

His expression remained calm as he answered—

"A powerful organization that interferes with the timelines."

The Ancient One frowned.

"Interferes with the timeline?" she echoed, her confusion deepening.

"What exactly do they interfere with?"

Across the world, millions of people, including Tony Stark, Nick Fury, and countless government officials, eagerly listened in.

Everyone was desperate for answers.

Who were these people?

What did White Cloak know about them?

At that moment, Syd calmly replied—

"Have you ever considered that some of the choices you've made... were not truly your own?"

The Ancient One's expression faltered.

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"What do you mean... not my own?"

"That's impossible..." she murmured.

"I have spent countless years peering into the future, preventing one catastrophe after another—endlessly, until the very last moment, where my sight was blocked..."

Syd immediately knew what she was referring to.

He cut straight to the point.

"You're talking about the moment of your own death, aren't you?"

"But have you ever considered... that your visions were manipulated?"

"That something intentionally limited what you could see?"

"Perhaps it guided you to believe that was your destined end, making you accept death as your only path to peace?"

"Maybe... that hidden force wanted you to die at that exact moment."

The Ancient One's heart pounded violently.

Her centuries of cultivated composure crumbled.

She felt a deep, chilling terror creeping into her soul.

She had always believed she was in control of her own fate.

But now... a horrifying possibility had entered her mind.

"Those who play with time... will one day be played by time itself."

She had always spoken those words to others—

And now, they came back to haunt her.

For the first time in centuries, the Ancient One broke into a cold sweat.

Syd wasn't surprised by her reaction.

He had spoken only the truth.

In Infinity War, Doctor Strange had used the Time Stone to view 14,000,605 possible futures.

And yet, only one of those futures led to Thanos' defeat.

And that one just so happened to align perfectly with the Sacred Timeline.

Was that a coincidence?

Unlikely.

If Doctor Strange had seen all possibilities, wasn't it likely there was a better future—one where Iron Man and Black Widow didn't have to die, yet Thanos was still defeated?

Absolutely.

There must have been a better path among those millions of futures—

But he was never allowed to see it.

He was forced onto a single path.

The Sacred Timeline.

If Doctor Strange had chosen differently, he would have deviated from the Sacred Timeline.

And the TVA would have intervened.

Syd narrowed his eyes.

"A universe of infinite possibilities... yet only one 'correct' future?"

"No matter how powerful Thanos was, that's far too much of a coincidence."

It was highly possible that the TVA had manipulated things behind the scenes.

Perhaps they only allowed Doctor Strange to see one outcome.

Forcing him to make that choice.

Of course, this was just a theory.

But to Syd, it made far too much sense.

"The so-called 'Sacred Timeline' is already beyond repair."

"The TVA is still a threat. Even if they are mostly ordinary people, their weapons and their leader... Kang..."

His thoughts settled.

He glanced at the Ancient One, who was still reeling from the revelation.

Then, with one final glance, his figure shot into the sky.

The Ancient One hesitated.

She wanted to call out to him—to ask more.

But before she could, Syd had already vanished.

She sighed deeply, her brows furrowed in thought.

Then, she stepped into a golden portal, returning to Kamar-Taj.

Alone with her thoughts.

Across the world, Tony Stark, Nick Fury, and countless others remained speechless.

Still processing everything White Cloak had just said.

(End of Chapter)

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