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Daisy Johnson stood at the edge of the fractured Chicago skyline, her hands trembling not from fear, but from the raw, kinetic resonance humming in her bones. They called her Quake. They called her a hero. But according to the history books of a dark, alternate future, they called her the Destroyer of Worlds.
The shaking stopped. The silence that followed was deafening. 🛡️ A New History
She looked up at the sky. The future wasn't written in stone. She had taken a title meant to inspire terror and used it to shatter her own dark destiny. She wasn't the Destroyer of Worlds. She was their protector.
Knowing that your own hands might cause the apocalypse.
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