Heroes assemble
The world was quiet at first,
just another ordinary day
until the sky cracked open
with the sound of thunder
and danger stepped onto the streets.
From the clouds came a god of storms,
his hammer calling lightning to his hand.
A man of iron cut through the air like fire,
while a soldier with an unbreakable shield
stood ready to defend the weak.
Then the ground began to tremble
not from fear, but from power.
A giant of emerald rage rose like a mountain,
while silent fighters moved in the shadows,
swift as arrows, sharp as justice.
Different powers.
Different stories.
But when darkness grows too strong for one hero
they stand side by side,
and the world remembers their name:
The Avengers.
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