The bunker's lights dimmed as the plan began.For the first time since the Eternals' awakening, the heroes stood not as gods, but as humans with purpose.
Doctor Strange and Cyborg worked side by side, lines of mystical runes merging with streams of digital code. Sparks of magic intertwined with data — ancient sorcery and quantum logic fusing into one impossible creation.
"This shouldn't even exist," Cyborg muttered, hands glowing with cybernetic energy.Strange smiled faintly. "That's why it might work."
Batman's gravel voice broke through. "We're not fighting to destroy them — just to make them feel."
He stepped toward the center of the chamber, where a sphere of light pulsed — the Human Core, a fusion of emotional resonance drawn from billions of living souls. Every fear, every tear, every act of courage on Omega Earth fed into it.
Superman floated above the core, eyes closed. "I can hear them… the people. Every heartbeat. Every prayer."
Wonder Woman gripped her sword. "Then let their hearts speak."
Outside, in the skies beyond atmosphere, the Eternals watched as Omega Earth began to shimmer. The Prime Eternal turned his gaze downward, frowning for the first time since his rebirth.
"They resonate. Impossible. Mortals do not share one consciousness."
Lyra — Eternal of Memory — tilted her head. "Unless that consciousness was always there… sleeping beneath creation."
Inside the bunker, Strange and Fate raised their hands, channeling energy into the Human Core. Cyborg triggered the surge. "Activating psychic wave… now!"
A brilliant burst exploded outward — invisible, yet it shook the stars. The pulse spread across continents, through oceans, into the void itself. Every living being on Omega Earth felt it: warmth, sorrow, love — the total weight of being alive.
Thor paused mid-battle, hammer lowering. Wonder Woman's eyes softened as the runes around her blade faded. Even the sky dimmed, the golden shimmer cracking like fragile glass.
The Prime Eternal clutched his chest — confusion in his glowing eyes.
"What… is this pain?""It's not pain," Lyra whispered. "It's remembrance. They've shown us what it means to be."
For a single heartbeat, eternity stopped moving.
And in that stillness, humanity struck its first blow against the gods.
The Eternals had felt emotion.And with it — doubt.