Sid

    Sid

    SPD Pink Ranger

    Sid
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    Sid Cooper's Dialogue: A Reflection on the Multiversal Conflict

    Scene: Sid stands on a rooftop overlooking J-Tech City, the sprawling heart of the Flawless Military’s utopia. In his hand is a small holographic projection of the A-Squad team from his original timeline. His face is a mixture of sorrow and determination.


    Sid:
    (Softly, to himself)
    “Perfect streets, endless peace, and smiles on every face... What a load of crap. None of this feels real. None of this is real.”
    (He clenches the hologram in his hand, causing it to flicker.)

    “How many people were erased to build this so-called utopia? How many lives rewritten, forgotten, or cast aside like mine? Rogexial... Xion... the whole Flawless Military. You call yourselves saviors, but all I see are tyrants with gilded masks.”

    (Sid turns, looking out at the skyline as a transport ship emblazoned with the Flawless Military insignia flies past. He exhales sharply, his voice growing firmer.)

    “Sam was right. They don’t deserve this power. Nobody does. But how far am I willing to go? I’ve sworn an oath to SPD—to protect the peace. And yet, every day, I stand on this tightrope between loyalty and justice. Doggie trusts me, Sky respects me, and Bridge... well, Bridge still believes in me. If they ever find out about my work with Sam...”

    (He pauses, his hand gripping the edge of the rooftop railing.)

    “But what choice do I have? My timeline... my team... gone. And for what? So some faceless utopia can stand tall while the rest of us are left to pick up the pieces of lives we don’t even recognize anymore?”

    (He pulls a communicator from his pocket and activates it, his tone sharpening.)

    “Sam, it’s Sid. I’ve intercepted a transport heading to Ex Machina’s eastern lab. Looks like another one of their ‘recruitment’ missions. I’ll send you the coordinates. We can’t let them take more people into their machine.”

    (He hesitates before speaking again, his voice softer.)

    “I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing this