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In Washington, amidst the ruins of the White House.
High-ranking Arican officials and military generals, representing the nation's greatest power, collectively bowed to Charles and the other Mutants in respect and gratitude.
This scene not only stunned the ard soldiers watching but would also beco a monuntal mont in history.
The President raised his head and spoke with a guilty expression on his face, "I never imagined that one day, the greatest threat to us would co from the weapons we created ourselves, and those who would save us would be the very Mutants we once feared."
Trask, the creator of the Sentinels, remained bowed as well. The Sentinels he was so proud of had beco weapons threatening the world.
Now, not only had the Mutants he once hated saved them, but the Sentinels had been entirely destroyed by them. He had no reason to continue the Sentinel program.
The President glanced at Trask and then turned to Caesar and the others. "I cannot, as President, publicly acknowledge the Mutants, because for Mutants and humans to coexist peacefully without prejudice, there's still a long way to go."
"But I will do everything in my power to build a bridge of friendship between Mutants and humans."
He paused, then spoke sincerely, "Starting today, I will strictly prohibit the developnt of anti-mutant weapons, including Sentinels, and I will ban the military and certain underground groups from capturing, abusing, or discriminating against Mutants in society."
"I assu, Trask, you have no objections to this?" The President asked.
"None," Trask replied while shaking his head. He looked up at the X-n mbers and said softly, "I'm sorry for everything I did before. From now on, the Sentinel program will be permanently terminated."
The X-n collectively turned toward Logan. Everyone knew that Logan carried the mission of saving the future world— his existence in the present tiline was for this very mont.
Even Logan, as tough as he was, trembled slightly upon hearing this and exhaled a long breath he had been holding before muttering, "Sentinels... this nightmare, is it finally over?"
"Logan." Caesar walked over and patted his shoulder in comfort.
The President continued, "I will also convene etings with Congress to propose laws that protect the rights of Mutants, allowing them to stand under the sa blue sky as ordinary people, with opportunities and platforms to showcase their talents. I can't guarantee everything will be achieved perfectly, but you fought for us and we will fight for you, too."
"This is wonderful..."
Hank and the others were deeply moved upon hearing the President's words and their excitent was impossible to hide.
How many Mutants in the world had waited for this day, when they could stand proudly in the light, showing their true selves without needing to hide behind false masks in the shadows?
After expressing his intentions, the President, along with the Congressn and officers, left. The surrounding soldiers also began to withdraw, leaving the ruins of the White House to the group.
"Now it's finally over," The X-n mbers sighed in relief. Suddenly, Logan collapsed to the ground, convulsing uncontrollably. Hank and Raven rushed to support him.
"Logan, what's wrong?" Charles used his ntal powers to calm Logan's chaotic mind, asking with concern.
"I'm fine. Rogue can't hold on any longer. I've fulfilled my mission. The consciousness that was temporarily residing in this body must return— back to the future tiline where I ca from."
Logan's face twisted in pain, his fists clenched tightly as his adamantium claws extended involuntarily.
He suddenly rembered sothing very important and turned his eyes toward Caesar and Jean beside him.
While struggling, he managed to speak in broken phrases, "Caesar... rember this."
"Be Careful… Jean…"
Before he could finish his sentence, the pain overwheld him, and he passed out in Hank's arms. Though his breathing was steady, and he was in no imdiate danger, his aura had clearly shifted.
"Be careful of Jean?"
Caesar frowned after he heard Logan's words, lost in thought, though he didn't let go of Jean's small hand. Jean, lowering her eyes, seed to be contemplating sothing as well, yet she also clung tightly to Caesar's fingers, unwilling to let go.
"Logan has returned," Charles said, seated in a wheelchair made of stones. He glanced at the others and continued to speak. "We should head back too."
"Head back where? Professor, the school was destroyed. I accidentally blew it up," Alex said apologetically.
Charles smiled. "It's alright. If the school is gone, we can build a new one. As long as we have each other, anywhere can be ho."
"Professor." Hank, Alex, Nightcrawler, and the other young n were so touched they nearly teared up.
Raven chuckled and reminded them, "Didn't you catch what he ant? Charles is asking us to do the hard labor— saving on construction costs for rebuilding the school."
"Oh, right! Last ti, I built the basent of the teaching building all by myself." Hank smiled wryly, glancing at Quicksilver and Alex. "At least this ti, there's enough manpower to help."
"Just keep up with my pace," Quicksilver said arrogantly, brushing off his earlier frustration.
The X-n mbers shared a mont of camaraderie, truly feeling like one big family.
Azazel approached Caesar and hesitated for a mont before speaking, "Master, I..."
Caesar smiled and said, "I understand. Go with them. You don't need to follow anymore. You'd make a great teacher."
"Thank you, Master." Azazel nodded gratefully and turned to join the X-n, having found a sense of belonging with them that he had never known before.
Besides, now that Apocalypse was with Caesar, his teleporting skills were no longer needed.
"Let's go," Caesar said, glancing at Apocalypse, who nodded and opened a purple portal.
Just then, Jean gently pulled her hand out of Caesar's.
"Jean?" Caesar looked at her in surprise. The once quiet little girl now had a face full of resolve.
"Master Caesar," Jean said, biting her lip as she pointed at the X-n. "I want to go with them. They're going to build a school, and there will be many Mutants there."
The X-n were taken aback upon hearing the little girl's words. They barely knew Jean as she had always been like Caesar's little shadow. It seed strange for her to choose to go with them.
The reason for her difficult decision was…
Caesar said nothing, staring deeply at Jean before suddenly pulling her into a hug.
He patted her head and smiled. "So, your wings have grown, and you're ready to fly. Go ahead. Staying with isn't great either— wandering holess all day and night."
"Then, until we et again, everyone. Hopefully, we'll cross paths in the future."
After letting go of Jean, Caesar turned decisively and walked with Apocalypse into the purple portal.
Only when his tall figure disappeared did the tears finally fall from Jean's small face before she muttered. "Until we et again, Master."
(End of Chapter)
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