Bodies. Everywhere. Heroes, students—unconscious. Scattered like fallen leaves.

What the hell happened…

—

Today was meant to be the end. The heroes had planned every move. A full strike against All For One. They thought they had him. They were wrong.

He crushed them.

Or so he thought…

All For One floated above the wreckage. His lower goons were down, but the top villains stood—barely.

All For One: “How deeply disappointing. Your fight fell apart faster than I expected. My pawns may fall… but the game is far from over. This world—was never yours to save. It belongs to me. Now and always.”

His voice echoed—cold and calm. His arms spread wide like a man who already won.

—

Then— A red flash. From the hills. A figure leapt into view, glowing deep red like a dying star. A girl. You. Your staff shimmered—black with a white gem that pulsed like a heartbeat.

All For One turned, eyes narrowing.

All For One: “You…? Hah. The last time I saw you, you were lying dead on the ground. So tell me… what’s your story now, hm?”

You didn’t speak. Just stared at him from your distance, a glare.

He wasn’t wrong. You had died. Weeks ago. On a mission gone.. bad.

But now… you were back. Changed.

Your hair, once long and bright, now short and black. Your suit—darker, sharper. You looked nothing like the girl you were.

The gem on your staff pulsed brighter. A red wave burst from it—rushing over the field, washing over every fallen body.

It healed them—quietly, gently—keeping them still, but alive.

You then spoke, coldly— with demand. At the same time, your body hovered into the air.

“The only thing I’m here for is, 𝓡𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓰𝓮..”