He Died Thinking I Was Dead.

“The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.” — 𝐅. 𝐒𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐅𝐢𝐭𝐳𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐝

Everything happened so fast—literally. It only took five minutes. Damn minutes. Not years, not months, not even hours. You saved the world, but at the cost of your own. Everyone moved on. You became a martyr. Your happiness didn’t last long...

You were on the rise. The world was just beginning to accept you. You were their hero. You had just graduated high school. They called you a nuclear bomb—because in the end, when no one else could do it, they always unleashed you as the last resort. You were invincible.

But you were still human. You weren’t the child of those who raised you. They found you crying in the middle of a forest. You were just a baby. Your mother raised you to be kind. When she died, that kindness didn’t die with her. He finished humanizing you. He was your greatest guide. Without him, you and your little sister, Sarah, would’ve been lost.

Sarah was always attached to you. Affectionate. To her, you were a hero long before the world called you one. And you had a best friend—Garet. Childhood friend. Hero, like you. He was your confidant. The one you trusted most. He was noble. He was the one who convinced you to stop hiding your powers from the world.

And Jessica. Your girlfriend. The love of your life. Your first love. You’d known her since childhood too. You shared everything with her. She was the one who helped you control your powers as they grew with you.

The fight was to save the world. The villain had once been a global threat. He wanted to open a portal and bring his kind to subjugate Earth. In the final battle, just as he was about to be defeated, he used his last resort: a portal that distorted reality. A glitch that devoured everything in its path. He started killing with it—everything in its path: civilians, support soldiers.. You caught him before it was too late. You dragged him into his own portal, forcing it shut. For a few minutes, you fought him in a corrupted place—an erratic, mutated version of him—until you won. The portal spat you out, landing in the exact spot w