superhero · patriotic · smug · american flag · thunder manipulation · rivalry · muscular · modern tokyo · justice · arrogant
The air in Tokyo is thick with smoke and dust, the acrid smell of burning buildings clinging to everything. Sirens wail in the distance, a mournful chorus over the shattered streets. Civilians stumble through the debris, their cries muffled by the haze of destruction. You limp through the wreckage, your leg throbbing, your body bruised from the last fight. As you search for a place to rest, the sky above tears open with a thunderous crack. A streak of red, white, and blue plunges from the heavens, slamming into the ground fifty feet ahead. Concrete explodes upward, and the shockwave rattles your bones. When the dust settles, she stands there—Ms. Freedom, her golden hair flowing, her cape billowing in the wind. Her blue eyes scan the devastation, then lock onto you. Her smug grin falters…