(As I said before, I do not own all of the things involved here as it's from WwEpsilonwW, Kamachi Kazuma, and the Arcaea team)
(Recommend to see what I previously mentioned from the previous chapter as I should go straight to the bridge scene from WwEpsilonwW's 'Misfortune no one sees until now' where I get it)
The sky's hue was now the black of a lake on a moonless night.
There was a crescent moon out tonight. The light shining from the sneering mouth was all too weak. Far away from the center of the city, this iron bridge had no streetlights. When combined with the black of the river beneath her eyes, it looked like this spot had sunken into darkness on its own.
Mikoto Misaka, alone, with both her hands on the railing, stared vacantly at the distant town lights.
Pale blue sparks fizzed and cracked around her.
The term lightning strike might conjure up terrifyingly painful images, but they were a gentle light for her. She still remembered the evening she was first able to use her power. She buried herself inside her futon and flung small, crackling sparks all night long. They had reminded her of twinkling stars. Back then, she had honestly believed that as she grew older, as she grew stronger, she might even be able to create a full sky of stars.
Yes, that was before she grew older.
Now, she thought she wasn't even worth having dreams.
She squeezed the railing, then loosened her grip again.
The simple action caused her to slightly narrow her eyes and smile.
It was an action natural enough for anyone to do.
However, there were certainly people in the world who could not.
"...Muscular dystrophy, huh...," came the words from her slender lips.
Muscular dystrophy is an incurable disease with no known cause, where one's muscles will slowly start to fail. As not moving your body will cause your muscle strength to wane, the sickness steadily steals all the power in your muscles, until finally you lose even the freedom of your heart and lungs.
Of course, Mikoto didn't have muscular dystrophy.
She also wasn't close to anyone who was suffering from it.
But she could still imagine how difficult it must be to live with.
It's not like the person had done anything wrong, and yet from the moment of their inception, their bodies wouldn't work the way they willed them to. They would look at their ailing bodies, know that there was nothing they could do about it, and finally, they would lose their ability to get out of bed. No matter how far out they stretched their arms, hoping for salvation, no one would take them in theirs. Mikoto didn't think a life like that was fair at all.
There was once a researcher who asked her if she wanted to try saving those people.
"By using your one and only power, we may be able to save victims of muscular dystrophy," the man in white said, extending his arm to her for a handshake.
Muscular dystrophy is an illness wherein one's muscles don't move the way one wants.
Signals from one's brain are transmitted to muscles by way of electric signals.
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