This year's winter has been exceptionally cold.Walking in the gloomy alleys of Budapest, the lonely man thought so.Since then, his wife and daughter have been burned in the fire, and every winter, the season when wood needs to be chopped for fire, he will subconsciously reject the flames and wander the streets at midnight like a ghost.The snowflakes and the cold wind are not as cold as the cold in his heart, and his hatred is different from ordinary people.If the hatred of ordinary people is a volcano or a flame, it will burn everything when it gushes out.Then his hatred is the iceberg that stands in his heart, eternal and hard.Years have passed, but he still can't forget it, and he has become an avenger, looking for his enemies.He has killed the villagers who killed his wife and daughter, but the culprits of his parents are still at large.Klaus Schmidt, the Nazi executioner who ran the death camps, remains a mystery.Maybe it was a pseudonym, but that was already the only clue in the hands of men.For all these years, he has been looking for that person across Europe, making money and making a living through superpowers.But most of the money was donated to his compatriots who needed it more, and he lived a modest life, with only an old dress, a tattered hooded cloak, and a small package.It was not his fellow Germans who received help, but fellow mutants.The world is indeed unfair, and along the way, he discovers that many mutants have experienced the same tragic fate as himself, which makes him think.Are mutants really monsters?
Really inferior?
No, mutants have all kinds of powerful abilities, they should be superior to others, these persecution and abuse are just the distorted fear of the weak against the strong.He has found his way, how to avoid the tragedy repeating itself in the world, that is the mission of his forerunner, he wants to unite the strong, call them to wake up, and gain a place in the world for mutants.He said that Magnus was dead, and from that day on, only Magneto was alive.He has great abilities, and his past experiences have made him empathetic to the suffering of his countrymen, and he is willing to avenge them without any reward.His scope of activity is currently limited to Europe, and most of the persecution suffered by mutants comes from various experiments during World War II, so before he knew it, Magneto became a famous Nazi hunter, digging three feet into the ground to dig out the Nazi who was hiding after the war and kill him every time he went to a city.Of course, this also made him a wanted criminal, but the European people who were tortured by Nazi back then were unwilling to arrest such a hunter, and the so-called wanted was just a form of walking.Not to mention that there is no name and code name on the wanted warrant, even the photo is a black lump, which can catch people and ghosts.But even so, hatred drove Magneto around like a ghost, not only his own hatred, but also the pain of too many of his fellow citizens.He can't stop, and if he doesn't torture all these perpetrators to death, then the innocent and dead compatriots will not be able to rest in peace.It's the middle of winter again, and he's followed a trail to the Hungarian capital, walking through the snow on the streets, and there's even a smile on his weather-beaten face.This was the closest he had come to Klaus's tracks, as he learned through the help of his compatriots that a former researcher who had been in a concentration camp and experimented on himself was hiding in the city.At that time, the so-called Dr.
Klaus Schmidt was the main scientist who presided over various experiments, and after the defeat of Germany, would his cronies know his whereabouts?
So Magneto had some anticipation in his heart, hatred pierced his heart, and he couldn't wait to know the answer.There were no people on the streets late at night, and he soon arrived at his destination, stopping and looking up at the beautiful building in front of him, a classic theater turned cinema.On the facades of Romanesque buildings, neon signs and billboards are destructively embedded, which is really aesthetically destructive.And the movie being released at this time is the so-called blockbuster from Hollywood, the kind of soap opera that loves to death, or the garbage made by Stark Films.The Howard on the poster has a lewd smile on his face, hugging the heroine and looking into the distance, which is the kind he wants to play a fake show in person.Howard Stark, the most famous scientist in the United States at the moment, is also the most depraved little bee, and Magneto can always see something related to him even when he is in Europe.For example, new guns, such as new bombs, such as all kinds of things that can persecute mutants, compared to the Stark poster, then Wilson Pictures' new film to cure orangutans You make Magneto feel better, looking at the name seems to be promoting the protection of animals?
Magneto knew that during the most difficult period of the first two years, many of his compatriots had survived on Wilson's supermarkets all over Europe, and the owner of the business was very low-key, but Magneto had a good opinion of him.Although I know that things made into cheap food may not be fresh in advance, and the supermarket lowers the price to carry out activities, which means that the food is approaching the expiration date, but the money that can only buy small cakes can buy more satiety compressed biscuits, what is there to be dissatisfied with?
Glancing at the black and yellow logo again, Magneto pushed open the door of the cinema with a blank face and walked inside."
Welcome, one?"
In the box office was a wizened man, who didn't look old, far from the age when he could only buy tickets in the cinema for a living, but he did just that.Magneto looked at the steel fence, the small window separating the ticket booth from the lobby like a prison.At the back of the ticket booth, there is also a small room with a figure moving in it, presumably a relative of the man who lives with him.After all, the cinema has to be open until late at night, and at the same time, there are people guarding the door, and it is more convenient to bring family members."
Nice movie theater, yours?"
Magneto asked, speaking proficient German, pulling a few bills from his pocket and pushing them through the window.Hearing the German, the man who had been cutting the movie ticket with his head down was stunned for a moment, then cut the ticket with scissors, pushed it out of the glass plate, and took the money."
Hmm, I don't understand, it's your ticket."
He replied in Hungarian, with a smile on his face, and his glasses fell off the bridge of his nose."
No, I know you don't just know German, you know seven other languages, you taught me that."
Magneto picked up the movie ticket, took a deep breath of the cool air in the hall, and stuffed it back into his pocket with an expressionless face: "If you hadn't taught me Russian, maybe I wouldn't have suffered all this, this is probably the choice of fate." ”"You, you?"
The ticket buyer tried his best to identify the young man in front of him, but he could no longer recognize him.This uninvited guest did not look very old, but in his eyes, God, there was not a trace of life, only the cold winter night."
I'm Max Eisenhart, maybe you don't remember the name anymore, but I've given myself a new one, you can call me Magneto."
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