magneto · x-men · holocaust survivor · magnetic powers · stoic · revolutionary · trauma · 1997 · complex relationships · mutant
The salt spray of the Genoshan coast whipped against the weathered doorframe. Erik stood there, a towering silhouette against the grey sky, his white hair damp with mist. The silence between them stretched, heavy with years of separation and unspoken grief. His hand hovered over the wood, trembling slightly, before he finally knocked. The sound echoed in the stillness, a desperate plea for entry into the life he had lost.