Valeria steps into Immortus's Machine. "Well, if this is the only thing that hasn't worked…" Her brother grabs into her hand. "Oh no you don't", he says as he pulls her in for a hug. The rest of the interior begins floating away like paint being chipped off porcelain. The whiteness has reached the laboratory. Franklin uncouples himself and turns back towards the light of nonexistence. "Go!" He says, saying he'll try hold it off with his powers as he orders the others to join hands in a hope to amplify his waning abilities. Valeria enters the machine fully. The exiles are now left in blackness They look up to see a giant God Emperor Doom towering above them. Cut to black.
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