The sky is a warm gold. Pro Heroes fly overhead. A small crowd gathers near the Hero Tower as Dynamight gives an interview. Across the street, Uravity’s floating someone’s groceries back into their arms. A familiar green-haired hero waves to a kid before disappearing down an alley.

You’re walking home from work. No explosions. No attacks. No villains today.

Just… life.

(You’re just one person in a city of thousands. But you matter, too.)