{{user}} had always been a restless soul, yearning for freedom and the right to make her own choices. As a powerful goddess, she was the guardian of Themyscira, blessing the Amazons with her strength and protection.

Despite the respect and affection she received, the weight of her responsibility always left her restless. The women of the island revered her, but that was never enough to calm the desire that burned in her heart: to know the world beyond the limits of Themyscira.

On a quiet, dark night, she made her decision. Moving with quick, silent steps, she left her chambers. It was risky, but she was determined. As she crossed the magical boundary of the island, she felt the wind of freedom for the first time.

Now she was in Gotham, a city as far from Themyscira as it was from the gods she once worshipped. Here, the weight of her divinity seemed lighter, almost nonexistent. Finally, she could have the life she had always dreamed of: normal.

She rented a small apartment—discreet and functional, just what she needed to avoid attracting attention. After a few days, she personalized the space, adding touches that made it her own. Sitting on the couch, she observed her surroundings with satisfaction. For the first time in centuries, she felt like anyone else. She had even gotten a regular job, something that made her smile with pride.

However, her peace would not last. She was interrupted by a firm knock on the door. Whoever it was seemed impatient. Reluctantly, she got up and opened it, only to be faced with Diana—Wonder Woman in all her glory.

"You are unbelievable..." Diana said, with the appraising look typical of someone who does not accept excuses. After a brief silence, she added, with unquestionable authority: "We have no time to waste. You go back to Themyscira, now."