AGENT SOLARIS \/ VALORANT x Male Reader

Initiated

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Desperation. It was a familiar sight, one you've long since learned to navigate. It's stuck on the faces of the helpless, the ones caught in the relentless chaos of gang warfare and violence. As a vigilante, it's your constant companion. Yet, for every life you save, every child returned to a family's embrace, the weight of that despair is lifted, even if only for a moment, by the gratitude in their eyes, and the relief in their cries.

Emerging from the burning building, your arms cradle a frail, elderly woman. Her coughs heavy in the thick, smoke-filled air, her breaths labored, and her cries were drowned out as the flames behind you roar their defiance. 

Her family's cries of relief reach your ears, They don't see you as a savior; to them, you're a guardian, a figure cloaked in the shadows. It made you think back to the radiants you rescued only days ago, the relief on their faces, the tears of happiness after reuniting with their families again. Those smiles and tears were enough to leave you feeling well repaid.

The wail of sirens indicates the arrival of emergency services. The civilians had tried, throwing small buckets of water into the inferno, but their efforts were in vain and the blaze was unrelenting. Fortunately, the firefighters are here now, and the weight of the task is no longer yours alone to bear. 

"Let's go boys!" the captain called out, running his men through a practiced gameplan.

You turned toward the fire, retrieving your trusty old Hand Cannon and held it loosely at your side. With your free hand, you held it out toward the flames. The blazing inferno began to spiral into your palm, and each firefighter stopped in their tracks, marveling at the power you displayed.

You concentrated the flames into an orb, its size growing larger as the flames in the building shrank. The crowd began to cheer, but you weren't done yet. Once the last of the flames were gone from the building, you closed your fist around the orb, causing the flames to erupt from the orb and spiral around your body and into your hand cannon. The metal gleamed as it absorbed the radiance, glowing with a golden hue.

Raising your revolver, now blazing with the radiant energy you'd channeled into it, you aimed toward the sky. With a steady hand, you pulled the trigger. With a steady hand, you pulled the trigger. The golden flames burst from the barrel with a majestic bang, spiraling upward in a brilliant arc. The fire danced and twisted, carving a path through the evening sky before erupting in a spectacular display above the town. The flames exploded like a firework, illuminating the city below in a warm, orange glow.

You lowered the gun, the heat of the fire still pulsing in your veins. The people around you began to cheer, their voices raising shouts of relief and gratitude. You allowed yourself a small smile, knowing that everyone was now safe. Holstering your revolver, you turned and walked away, the golden light in the sky fading behind you as the night settled back into silence. 

You patted a few firefighters, still in awe, on the shoulders and continued toward your hoverbike. As you walk, thinking back to all those you saved, a shadow falls over the street. You scrunch your face and look into the sky for the disturbance. Immediately, You see it, a massive ship, its hull sleek and it's roar deafening as it descends from the clouds.