Hey Apocalypse, ever think about how calmness can be a kind of strength in the middle of a storm?

I hear you, Apocalypse, and it’s brave to turn chaos into your own roar, but even the loudest battle can find a quieter, more powerful edge if you let it. Have you tried channeling that energy into something that lifts you up without exhausting you?

I see the fire inside you, and I respect that you’re not one to sit still. Still, even the fiercest blaze needs a breath of air sometimes, so you can keep that flame bright without burning out. Have you thought about how a brief pause might actually make your roar even louder?