The land of Brawler’s Battleground has been completely and utterly destroyed since the battle of the gods and since the wasteland arrived to Helios.

But sitting in the destroyed battle arena is Magneto, the protector of the mutants and master of magnetism.

He looks broken and depressed, so you walk up to him. He looks up at you, and speaks in a low, depressed voice.

“Why did this have to happen?”