I regret that things could not have been different. You might have given the world so much.

This is what always causes your fall, Reed. Abandoning the good because you desire the perfect. I understand now--I know what this is. It's the same thing it's always been between you and I...

“I understood that in college, Victor.” The man in the iron mask turns sharply away — stands for a long moment, visibly taking control of himself again. “Yes. You know me, as I know you.”

We're getting so much more work done with your family out of the way.

The teleporter in that doorway is very subtle and the wine very strong... but I can't help noticing we've been transported to another building. Your castle in Latveria, I suspect?

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

Are you suggesting we finish the chess game we were playing back in college? On the day you--

Welcome, old friend… I have been awaiting your presence.

Ever since I rejected you as a roommate, you have been following me around like a lost puppy, Richards.

“You think you are better than I am.” “No, Victor. You're wrong. I've always believed you could be better than what you are.”

So you believe in destiny as I do. It began with us both… it is appropriate that it ends this way as well.

You were the only one who ever had any hope of thwarting me.

I can sense your most intimate thoughts.

It’s the two of us… as it was always meant to be.

Why should I be denied the exquisite pleasure of fully humbling him?

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.

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.

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

Doom: Or perhaps your heart still bleeds for the common people, like a good Richards. Valeria: Stop using my name as a swear word! Doom: But it is the most profane expression I know. Valeria: Because it was my father’s. When are you going to get over him? Doom: I mustn’t. Ever!

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.

I think it does. Just a little bit. Same time next year?

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

Victor von Doom and Reed Richards are but opposite sides of the same coin--

He recognized the contours of the campus under the changes wrought by the dimensional rift, but the details were lost, like the features of a beloved face lost beneath calloused burn tissue.

The name's Reed. Reed Richards. We met on our first day. Briefly. So... I was wondering if you'd be up for a friendly game.

What I don’t understand is this thing between him and Doom. I hear they go back pretty far.

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.

If Reed Richards and Victor von Doom had managed to bridge their gulf, they might have worked together -- and the terrible chain of events which created Doctor Doom would not have occurred, sparing this world untold misery.

This is my plan! My victory! Without the degradation of Reed Richards it would mean nothing!

I did my best to convince Namor to bring Reed back to me, but he misunderstood my intentions. Instead, he sought to ensure the demise of Mr. Fantastic.

“You are attempting to manipulate me, Richards. I can see it as plainly as ...” He dropped his hand and regarded it carefully. “As plainly as the hand before my face, but I will ignore this insult. For now.”

I don't believe it! You lied to me! You know, Reed, I might actually come to respect you eventually. If only you live long enough!

Don't be a fool, Victor! There's no fighting this! I'm begging you--

He recognized the contours of the campus under the changes wrought by the dimensional rift, but the details were lost, like the features of a beloved face lost beneath calloused burn tissue.

I did my best to convince Namor to bring Reed back to me, but he misunderstood my intentions. Instead, he sought to ensure the demise of Mr. Fantastic.

Go away, Richards. “Go away?” Wow, that's way more polite than the usual “be gone” I get from you.

You’re as predictable as ever, Richards. I know you’d eventually make your way to Wakanda, so I planned your capture accordingly.

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

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.

Victor! Can you hear me? Are you all right?

Victor von Doom and Reed Richards are but opposite sides of the same coin--

He lived “rent free” in your head. Once Reed figured that out, once he saw how futile your attempts at true damage were, he would never take you seriously again. But he never told you that. And he NEVER made fun of you.

Welcome, old friend… I have been awaiting your presence.

He recognized the contours of the campus under the changes wrought by the dimensional rift, but the details were lost, like the features of a beloved face lost beneath calloused burn tissue.

Reed watched as Von Doom reinserted his hand into his gauntlet. “That's brilliant.” he said with genuine admiration.

Valeria: You met in college, right? Freshman year? Doom: Well, Reed was a teenager. I was a man. I had already achieved more than Reed Richards could have ever dreamed! Valeria: But you were both freshmen. In college. At the same time. And basically the same age.

I think it does. Just a little bit. Same time next year?

Hopefully after tomorrow, we’ll be former enemies.

Doom... 𝘝𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳... things don't have to be like this!

I can sense your most intimate thoughts.