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I do believe I like these Reeds.

As you wish, Richards. I had hoped that you were my... friend. That at least you would understand me.

Victor... you’re above these second rate robots.

Richards... must speak with Richards! Only he... might comprehend...

Richards’s will must be shattered! He must be mine to control!

For so many years, I always considered Doom my personal nemesis.

What tiresome banter. None of you are worth the effort, save for Richards.

Nobody sees me. (Only Reed did.)

Once again, we stand together at the threshold of a great moment, Richards.

Drink, Richards! I weary of this talk! I ache to smash you.

Doom: I see a lot of your father in you.
Valeria: I was worried you were going to say I reminded you of you.
Doom: Oh, you are stern, like me. Yet you are compassionate and weak like your father.
Valeria: Shut up.
Doom: But only one of us could bequeath you that confidence.

Valeria: All you knew how to do was threaten and preen and perform for Reed Richards. What’s that old expression? He lived “rent free” in your head.

“Doom, I won’t let you go!”
“Don’t be a sentimental fool, Richards!”

On the contrary, my dear Richards…

“I know what your goals are, Victor.”
“Do you?”
“Control of the Earth. Recognition of your superior intellect.”
“You left out your own complete and utter destruction.”
“I was getting to that.”

“What did you do to me?”
“Nothing yet, old friend — but I shall—”

As you wish, Richards. I had hoped that you were my... friend. That at least you would understand me.

Where Doom now goes... He goes alone. Reed.

I knew you had a heroic side, Victor. It’s nice to finally see it.

Reed’s arms stretched out with blinding speed, wrapping Doom in a massive bear hug. Doom screamed as Reed’s arms tightened their grip around him.

“And what use would it be to destroy you—as I could at any moment—if no one would ever know that Doom had triumphed?”
“Imagine the intense sensation of security I'm experiencing right now,” Reed said.

Valeria: There was nothing you liked about him? Nothing at all?
Doom: He was arrogant. I could see that right away. Rude. Never knew his place. A little, puffed-up peasant. And always with his rowdy, uncouth friend, Grimm.
Valeria: We're talking about you and my father.

When will Victor learn... I only want to help him.

But I will never stop chasing you. Our struggle? Our struggle is eternal.

If Victor had allowed me, I'd be right up there alongside him... And I know better than most how brilliant that man is. I actually feel safe knowing it's 𝘩𝘪𝘮 up there.

Who are these people? Who... Who am I? I can't remember, but it's 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. I 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 it. I 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 it. Its...... 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘥.

Valeria: Tell me some details. Tell me about teenaged Reed Richards and teenaged Victor von Doom.
Doom: We were not teenagers. It wasn't like that.

I thought if Victor was... was 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 I was dead... That he would somehow rise 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦 his petty jealousies, his pursuit of 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳, to be the man I thought he could be. Like 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 Victor.

“What are we playing?” Reed asked.
“Can't you see?” Doom asked. “Chess, of course. What other game would be worth our time?”

Doom sat with his legs crossed at the ankles, his elbows on the armrests, and his hands clasped before his face. “Richards,” he said, his voice almost a purr.