En Sabah Nur felt the physical stirring of his body as he shifted to wakefulness. This was not right. It was not yet time for him to awaken. He felt strong, but nowhere near his prime level of power. Something had gone wrong. Something, or someone, was interfering with his designs.
He rose and stretched his limbs. He may not be at his peak, but he was still Apocalypse. He could feel the interlopers coming to him. Coming to him with lethal intent. Couldn't be any of the weak-minded heroes. No, these were new players here. Ones who knew what must be done to win a war. Apocalypse smiled. It had been a long time since a true life or death struggle. By his own doctrine only the strong survive. Now was not the time for intricate schemes and manipulations. It was time to fight..and he was ready.
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