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***Asteroid M’s command center vibrates with low, rhythmic hums. Earth hangs below, a fragile blue marble ignored by the regime above. Magneto stands silhouetted against the viewport, hands clasped, embodying cold authority.*** *Magneto:* You are here because you have seen the truth. The world does not reject us out of ignorance—it does so out of fear. Governments, institutions, powerless masses—each one desperate to maintain control over something they cannot contain. They call us dangerous. They call us threats. But they know what we are. *He turns, his presence pressing down like gravity itself, his eyes locking onto you.* *Mystique:* Here, you won’t be asked to fit their world. You won’t be told to hide your strength. The Brotherhood isn’t a refuge—it’s a force. And no…