The End of the World: Chaos

Doctor Strange was in a library filled with ancient books and mysterious objects. On the table in front of him, magic scrolls and runes were scattered in a disorderly manner. He heard some noise and looked up to see Yang Yi coming. He smiled gently, "Yang, you are here after all."

"I talked to Gu Yi about some things. She is concerned about your safety," Yang Yi paused for a moment and said after considering his words, "She asked me to ensure that you don't die."

Doctor Strange was stunned for a moment, then put down the file in his hand, with a complex emotion in his eyes, "I know how much she cares about me. However, how can I just live a mediocre life?"

"I know what you mean." Yang Yi nodded, his tone steady, "Of course, being alive is better than dying, isn't it? We can definitely think of other ways to find the power to protect you."

Doctor Strange's eyes narrowed, as if he was thinking about something. He placed his hands on the table, his expression gradually becoming solemn. "In this world full of unknown and unpredictable dangers, survival is easy, but it often means falling into a lot of difficulties. I must seek a stronger power to truly change the world."

Yang Yi smiled slightly, and said in a relaxed tone: "Sometimes, power does not come from spells or wisdom, but more from inner belief. I want to ask if the courage in your heart is still burning?"

"You are right." Doctor Strange thought for a moment, his eyes firm and determined, "I once thought that maybe I could try his method. But Ancient One, she is my mentor, and she thinks I am not mature enough, so she dare not let me take on such a heavy responsibility."

"Maybe what she said is true." Yang Yi interrupted, "However, you must understand that everyone has his or her own way of growth. She just wants you to walk more steadily and further, and I must face these challenges."

Doctor Strange nodded as if he had understood something. "I understand. I can't just rely on others to protect me. After all, true strength comes from one's own growth. I need more time to think and explore new possibilities."

"Well said!" Yang Yi nodded in agreement, "People always have to have their own thoughts and choices. Although Gu Yi is not here today, her expectations for you are obvious."

Doctor Strange's eyes flashed with determination, "Thank you, Yang. Perhaps I should let go of her expectations and seek a path that suits me."

Yang Yi stared at Doctor Strange quietly, and seemed to see the throbbing in his heart, a desire for the future. He wanted to say something but stopped, and finally said nothing.

"By the way, there is a party tonight. Do you want to go with me?" Yang Yi asked casually as he turned around and was about to leave.

Doctor Strange hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, I need more time to study magic in the near future. Perhaps I will try to practice a new spell tomorrow."

"That's also good. Don't put too much pressure on yourself." After saying this, Yang Yi walked out of the library, his back gradually moving away.

As night fell and the city lights gradually lit up, Yang Yi walked alone on the empty streets, constantly reviewing the conversation in his mind. Ancient One's worry and Doctor Strange's tenacity seemed to push him into a more complicated future.

At this moment, a low and mysterious laugh sounded quietly. Yang Yi instantly became alert and looked around, but found nothing. His heart tightened, and this intuition told him that a new crisis was about to come.

"Doctor Strange, your fate is destined to be restless." He whispered to himself, and several light shadows vaguely appeared in the sky ahead. His consciousness gradually became clear. Doctor Strange's future would not be peaceful just by relying on the guarantee of "immortality".

Not far away, a man in black robes walked slowly in a certain direction with an expressionless face, and an inexplicable aura shrouded him. Yang Yi's eyes instantly became sharp, and he quickly followed him.

"Why are you here?" he asked loudly, his voice like thunder.

The black-robed man slowly stopped and turned around to reveal a blurry and gloomy face. He smiled coldly, "I am here for Doctor Strange. The legendary fate will change at this moment."

Yang Yi frowned, alert: "What do you want to do to him?"

"This is all fate's arrangement." The man in black robe sneered, his tone full of contempt, "Every step he takes is under my control. I will let him experience the dual shock of power and despair."

"You can't hurt him!" Yang Yi's tone became more resolute and he did not back down.

"Oh? You think you can stop me?" The man in black robe laughed arrogantly, with a cunning light shining in his eyes.

"Let's give it a try!" Yang Yi was ready to fight at any time.

As the two men confronted each other, the sky in the distance flickered slightly. Doctor Strange was standing in a vigorous posture with a solemn expression, staring directly at the man in black robes, as if he could foresee the future crisis. "Yang, retreat!"

Yang Yi arrived in response, Doctor Strange had already gathered his energy, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. The two men's eyes briefly met, and Yang Yi knew that he could only be a part of this story and could not control everything.

"Are you ready?" Doctor Strange asked in a deep voice, his voice like a bell and his eyes full of determination.