I am Thor

In theory, freedom of speech in the United States is a fundamental right. In practice, it's far from absolute. The words of a politician, especially one in high office, carry significant weight and consequences. Freedom of speech might protect someone from legal repercussions, but it doesn't shield them from public outrage or political fallout. And when the words are incendiary, the fallout can be catastrophic.

The president's recent remarks were not merely inappropriate—they were a political and social bombshell. Normally, the U.S. Congress would have immediately initiated impeachment proceedings, even if the president belonged to the ruling party. Such blatant rhetoric would be indefensible. But with the country at war, and the president's words being perceived as "strong" by some, Washington's leaders found themselves in a bind. Impeachment would seem like an admission of weakness, a surrender to Wakanda's aggression.

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Meanwhile, across the globe, Tony was busy firefighting—both figuratively and literally. When the news of the president's speech reached him, he slammed his fist on the nearest console, muttering a string of expletives.

"Unbelievable! Who approved this nonsense?!" Tony paced the room, his usually cool demeanor nowhere to be seen.

T'Challa, standing nearby, shared his frustration. His usually calm expression had darkened into a deep scowl. "This isn't just incompetence. It's self-destruction."

Rhodes sighed. "The president has single-handedly thrown gasoline on an already raging fire."

Sam, however, wore a grim smile. "And people wonder why I never signed that Sokovia Accords nonsense. This is exactly why. These politicians can't even manage their own PR without blowing it up. How can we trust them to make decisions about us?"

The room fell silent. Even Vision, normally the voice of reason, seemed too stunned to speak.

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The fallout from the president's speech was swift and devastating. In military bases across the country, protests erupted among Black soldiers. While the armed forces were known for their discipline, the blatant racism of their commander-in-chief had pushed many to their breaking point. With Black soldiers comprising nearly 20% of the U.S. military, including two prominent generals, the mutinies were more than isolated incidents—they were a national crisis.

The war effort, already strained, began to crumble under the weight of internal division. Morale plummeted. Command structures disintegrated. The once-mighty United States military found itself in disarray, its leadership paralyzed by infighting and distrust.

In the heart of the chaos, the president himself was a nervous wreck. Huddled in the secure depths of the White House, he rocked back and forth, muttering incoherently.

"My God… How could I say those things? It's over. It's all over…"

His advisors stood by, helpless. They had seen the signs of his unraveling long before, but no one had anticipated it would escalate to this level.

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Elsewhere, in the shadows of Washington's political chaos, Thor and Onyxia observed with satisfaction.

"How did I do, Your Highness?" Onyxia asked, a sly grin on her face. Her black magic had been instrumental in amplifying the president's latent prejudices, pushing him to reveal his true colors on the global stage.

Thor chuckled, his eyes gleaming with approval. "You've exceeded my expectations. Now, we let the fear and hatred fester. It's time for the next stage."

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Three days later, Wakanda launched its boldest move yet. A precision strike on Washington, D.C., saw Wakanda's elite forces storm the White House itself. Leading the charge were Vibranium-clad robots—mechanical Black Panthers—unleashing devastating firepower.

The operation was surgical and brutal. By the time reinforcements arrived, the White House was reduced to a smoldering ruin. Among the casualties were the president, the vice president, and numerous high-ranking officials.

The nation was stunned. Historically, no foreign power had ever managed such a decisive strike on U.S. soil. While assassinations of presidents had occurred before, this was the first instance of such a widespread and systematic decapitation of national leadership.

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The timing couldn't have been worse. It was an election year, and with the president and vice president dead, the political landscape was in chaos. The opposition party's candidate—previously lagging in the polls—suddenly found himself poised to win by default. But fate had other plans.

In a live broadcast, the candidate, in a misguided attempt to connect with voters, repeatedly referred to the Wakandans using racial slurs. He seemed blissfully unaware of his mistake, smiling confidently as he delivered his speech.

The backlash was immediate and ruthless. By the next morning, the candidate was found dead in his home, the victim of what appeared to be an "assault." The exact culprits were unknown, but few doubted that Wakanda—or perhaps even his own enraged supporters—had played a role.

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For the United States, the loss of its leadership plunged the nation into an unprecedented crisis. The government was in shambles, its institutions riddled with vacancies and power struggles. Local factions began to emerge, each vying for control in the absence of a central authority.

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