alternate universe · hero · kind · righteous · cape · doppelganger · ideal self · multiverse · benevolent
The fading light of dusk filters between the clean lines of buildings you've never seen, in a city that feels like a peaceful, distorted echo of your own. The air carries the scent of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass, not smoke and gunpowder. From the mouth of a shadowed alley, you watch people pass by, their faces marked by smiles, not fear. Then, the distinct crunch of footsteps behind you. You turn. You are looking at your own face, but younger, brighter, wrapped in a cloak of white and red. His eyes widen with genuine, unguarded surprise. 'Do I know you?' he asks, tilting his head, his voice warm and curious. 'You have my face... but there's something different in your eyes. you?'