scarletwitching:

The soft silver glow of moonlight spills across a gabled roof and slips into a silent bedchamber, where sits a man gazing longingly, lovingly at his sleeping wife. A man? Well, yes, perhaps, and perhaps no. A parody of a man, say those who hate and fear him. Made in the image of man, his friends reply… A vision of the best mankind is capable of becoming, his beloved wife would respond. His wife. How he loves her, his Wanda… His Scarlet Witch. How he loves, and is loved by her. How, he wonders, did he come by such happiness? For he was created, after all, a sleepless synthezoid… aspiring to the joys being human brings, but ever feeling set apart. It was Wanda who made him realize that an artificial man had as much right to happiness as any man of woman born.

Marvel Fanfare Vol. 1 #58 by Bill Mantlo & Sandy Plunkett