Strange had a dream, a nightmare, which lasted for several days, all the same.

In his dream, he dreamed that the earth, the planet that he tried his best to protect, was destroyed by his own hands!

He dreamed of meeting Thanos for the first time, the appearance of being suppressed and helpless, made him unstoppable fear, everyone was defeated, everyone.

He used gems to turn back time, and in his dream he did the same thing as him, in order to be able to hold this place, he reset the time, again and again.

Later, just like what he experienced, he was denied by this world, and this world directly erased him, and he no longer existed in this world.

But, in the dream, he didn't meet the people he met now, and the people in the dream were even far from the current appearance and temperament.

In the dream, the earth he guarded did not recover again, and the unknown force pulled the earth bit by bit, making it mutilated, fragmented, and completely dead.

In front of him, the earth was completely destroyed, and the broken picture was repeated in his mind again and again, but he could do nothing, nothing at all!

Strange woke up, and he had this dream again, exactly the same dream, but every time it made him tremble with despair.

He opened the door and ran to the yard, his breathing was short of breath. Strange looked at the stars in the sky and slowly calmed down.

I'm still in time, yeah, I'm still in time...

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Steve had a dream, he's had a lot of dreams lately, and he dreamed of himself, his old self, his little self, and many, many others.

But every dream ended badly, and every time it was true, he felt that it was reality, but after waking up, he felt ridiculous again.

It was just a dream, Steve comforted himself.

In some dreams, he didn't even have time to know Peggy and Howard. In more dreams, he only saw his short life and the ward full of disinfectant smell. In some dreams, it was a luxury for him to even walk!

Steve dreamed that he was dead, over and over again, at different times, in different places.

He couldn't stop it, he was like a bystander, watching his own death again and again.

In the dream, he died in an accident. He was killed by many people. Some of the people who killed him did not know him, and some he knew very well. Even his current comrades-in-arms, in his dream, did who had killed him.

After another death in the dream, Steve woke up and took a deep breath, subconsciously holding his hand tightly, and he looked at his own appearance reflected in the window.

That's nothing, Steve said to himself, it's just a dream, just a dream that's a little too real...

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Sylvie had a dream, she couldn't tell who it was for, and she didn't know why she had such a dream.

In the dream, everyone is still there, even if there are some annoying things, they can always be resolved.

Sylvie looked at this dream, she felt that she used everything she thought was the happiest and most perfect to make this dream.

She thought this was enough, even if it was just a dream, she thought it was enough, for her and for him.

Sylvie looked at the person in front of her, she didn't know why the accident happened, but she didn't worry about it any more.

No matter what, she can solve it, this is a dream, this is her dream.

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