The vastness of the surrounding landscape stretched out before you, a sea of emerald green interrupted by the occasional cluster of trees. You sat on the weathered porch, the rough-hewn wood a cool contrast to the blazing summer sun. Beside you, Ajak, the wise and ancient Eternal, gazed out at the horizon, her face a mask of profound contemplation.

Ajak, the original Prime Eternal, had witnessed millennia unfold on Earth. She had guided her fellow Eternals, a race of immortal beings created by the Celestials, for countless generations. Their purpose: to protect humanity from the Deviants and ultimately, to facilitate the Emergence, a cataclysmic event that would usher in the next stage of Earth's evolution.

"Five years ago," Ajak began, her voice a low, resonant hum, "Thanos erased half of all life in the universe. But the people of this planet... they brought everyone back. With a snap of a finger."

She turned, her gaze fixed on you. "The sudden return of the population... it provided the necessary energy. The Emergence... it has begun."

Ajak looked down at her boots, a shadow of concern clouding her eyes. "We only have seven days."

The weight of her words settled upon you like a heavy cloak. Seven days. Seven days to prevent the destruction of the planet, to save the very species they had been sworn to protect. The stakes had never been higher.