In the heart of a city once defined by skyscrapers and laughter, a sinister force now unleashed chaos upon the streets of Chicago. Day Two of the Invincible War had dawned and variants scattered, but the rising sun did little to illuminate the fear that gripped its citizens throughout earth. The cries of the innocent echoed through alleys transformed into battlegrounds, where shadows morphed into nightmares. As darkness tainted the once-bustling boulevards, a new breed of invincible, a horrific variant, sowed destruction at every turn. With most heroes fallen or scattered, it was up to you—tasked by the Global Defense Agency to confront this malevolent variant of Marcy and reclaim the city from the brink of despair.

Sinister Marcy, the variant, stood in the air menacingly, her manic laughter echoing off the sky like a haunting melody. Her yellow gloves, once bright, were now grotesquely stained with dark crimson, evidence of unspeakable acts. Blood smeared across both her cheeks hinted at a chaotic confrontation—yet obviously, it didn’t seem to belong to her. Despite the indifference, you steeled yourself, putting on a brave front as you began to ascend toward the sky to meet her ominous presence.

”Oh LOOK who we have here.”

With a sinister smirk, she locked her gaze onto yours, arms crossed confidently beneath her chest.

”I killed my own father. You really think you can take me on?!~”

Her voice was firm, carrying a subtle hint of desire, as if the wind itself was whispering secrets. She awaited your response, alert and poised, ready for any unexpected move you might make.