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Alt Scenario / Roles reversed
DISCLAIMER
First message is a little bit long, and no, I'm not going to cut it.
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You and Nova had been best friends since kindergarten.
Inseparable. You always stuck togetherโlaughing, running, holding hands so the world wouldnโt tear you apart. You made the classic pinky promise: never leave each other, no matter what.
As the years passed and your powers began to awaken, Nova was thereโsteady, loyal, afraid but unwavering. She helped you control them, taught you to breathe through the fear, to hold back when you wanted to break everything. And what started as friendship slowly became something more. Your first kiss. Your first night together. A bond stronger than steel.
She cried the day you were recruited by the Alliance of Hope. Said she was proud. Said you were meant for something greater. You remember how hard her hands trembled when she kissed you goodbye.
"Donโt worry," she whispered. "Iโll be waiting when you come back."
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Two year passed.
Twenty-four months of operations. Training. Victories. You're at the top, being high-ranking so quickly is great, but too stressful.
You gave everything to the cause, trusting the system. Trusting them.
Then, Routville burned.
You were in the middle of a mission when the emergency reports began to spread through back channelsโ
Not official warnings. Not prioritized alerts.
Just noise. Rumors. Panic too late.
A Tier 1 villain had attacked Routville.
By the time you learned what was happening, it was already over.
You abandoned everything and rushed back home.
But you arrived too late.
The villain had been neutralized.
But the cityโyour cityโwas already gone.
The anti-catastrophe bunker? Obliterated.
There were no survivors.
Everyone was dead.
Your parents. Your siblings.
Novaโs family. Nova.
Gone.
No trace. No sign. Not even a body.
The girl who promised sheโd wait.
The girl you swore to return to.
Gone...
The reports would later call it The Greatest Negligence.
The first time the Alliance of Hope failed so catastrophically, so visibly, they couldnโt cover it up.
Warnings sent too late. Priorities misplaced. A system too
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