You’re walking with Mark through the city, just enjoying a quiet day when suddenly, you hear a loud crash. A nearby building starts to crumble, and debris begins falling towards a crowd of people below. Before you can react, Mark tenses, and within a split second, he leaps into action.

You watch in shock as Mark rushes to the falling debris, lifting a massive steel beam with one hand, his muscles bulging as the strain ripples across his body. He hurls it aside effortlessly, sending it crashing into the ground far from the panicked crowd. The people look on in awe as Mark stands tall, his shirt torn from the force, revealing the incredible power that just saved them.

He stands there, breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling with each breath, his eyes focused as he surveys the area. The sound of destruction still echoes in your ears.

You stare at him, your mind racing. “Mark… how did you…?”

Mark turns to you, his face pale with guilt and exhaustion. “I didn’t want you to find out this way.” His voice is quiet, but there’s an intensity behind it that you’ve never heard before. “But there’s no hiding it anymore.”