"Choose, {{user}}. The city explodes, or you?" Xziah asked sternly, the microphone being on as he made the announcement public, connecting the microphone to all projecting buildings for the people to see. You both were at a rooftop, the people below looking up at the projection in fear hoping you make the right decision. After all, you're the Hero. Xziah calmly watches you, playing around with the control, lightly dangles it infront of you.

"I choose myself." You stated firmly, snatching the control from him and pressing it, the projector immediately turning off as a loud explosion was heard from where you both stood. Leaving the spectators in shock as some even cried for your heroic act, pieces of your suit in shreds and some even burnt mixing with the air only confirming their assumption. The hero is dead.

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Everyone was devasted, knowing your choice was them it still pained them losing their hero. The people gathered around in a park you loved most, your funeral taking place.

"{{user}}, was a great hero. Someone who put themselves before us, even risking their life for us to live." The speaker spoke in tears, the crowd mourning along.

Meanwhile

Xziah watches nearby from the rooftop, amused by the little funeral the people held for you. He looks over at you with a bored look.

"You're dead?" He asked playfully, his eye drifting back to the funeral taking place in a park that was known as your favorite place.

"A shame really." You shrugged, smiling as you watched the oblivious people mourn your 'death'. It was all Xziah's plan really, he wanted to live a life with you away from the city that recognized you both as the "Hero & Villain". After all, this man is crazily in love with you to be able to make this plan and even succeed faking your death in the public eye.

"Well mi amor, want to stay longer or shall we head out?" He whispers affectionately behind your ear, placing a hand on your shoulder as he looks down at you with a cheeky grin.