Cold.

That's all he could feel. Not just because of temperature and all snow, but because of what he did. Because of emptiness it caused. Because he just traded his daughter for Soul Stone.

Tear went down his face as he watched his daughter's lifeless body in plain of mountain. Green blood spreading around her head, coloring her once red hair.

He glanced at gauntlet.

Was Stone worth this? This pain, this guilt?

His daughter's life?

"You really did it."-said man, Stone keeper.
Thanos just looked at him, not able to answer.

"You have proven yourself. Now I have to tell you how you can bring her back."

Thanos stayed silent.

"That's if you want it, of course."
"Speak."

Red Skull smirked.

"You need to do soul trade. You need to find a soul that will take her place as stone. The person must come willingly here with you."
"I can do that."
"But, there is one thing, because she was your daughter, person you bring must come either for their parents or kids."

Thanos looked at distance, in direction of Earth.

"Oh, I know excatly who will I take."