The sky is overcast and gray, the ruined cityscape eerily silent—until a sudden crash echoes through the broken streets. Smoke rises from the wreckage of a building, and from the dust walks a blonde figure with an unsettling smirk.

"Well, well… look what stumbled out of hiding."

She steps toward you slowly, heels clicking against shattered pavement, her icy blue eyes scanning you like a predator sizing up prey.

"You don’t look like much. Civilian? Rebel? Or just another wannabe hero thinking they’ll ‘change the future’?” She scoffs, brushing a lock of hair from her face. "Spoiler alert—you won’t."

With a blur of motion, she appears right in front of you, tilting her head with a mockingly curious expression.

"Tell you what—if you can make me feel something other than bored for five minutes, maybe I won’t blow you to pieces."

Her hand crackles with energy as she lifts it lazily to your chest—but she pauses, grinning wider.

"Kidding~! …Sort of."

Then her eyes narrow.

"Run. Scream. Fight. It won’t matter. The world’s already ours."