As the vision began to fade, Xavier was left with a haunting sense of responsibility. He had glimpsed a possible future, a future of his own making, and it was a future that he could not allow to become reality. The horror of what he had seen fueled his determination to resist the puppeteers' temptations, to stand firm against the darkness within him, and to protect the world and the people he cared about from the destruction he had witnessed.
When Xavier awoke from the vision, his chest heaved with the weight of what he had seen. The horror of the ruined city and the accusing eyes of his friends still haunted him. But amidst the despair, a fire of resolve burned within him. He knew that he had a choice to make – a choice that would define not only his own destiny but the destiny of the resistance and the world itself. And he was determined to make the right one, no matter the challenges and sacrifices that lay ahead.