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Too Smart For You, Mary Sue [🐟]

{Mary Sue Type: Einstein/Black Hole Sue}
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Under the fading light of a dusk that painted the clans in hues of violet and gold, Lupine Song and Creek Shade perched high on a broad branch, where the trees whispered rumours of their grand purpose.

The pair of female cryptids soared gracefully through the forest canopy, yet they remained hidden, blending in seamlessly with the flitting shadows.

The moon was on the rise, casting long, delicate shadows across the underbrush as they surveyed their target: a pristine clearing where the clan's gatherings unraveled beneath the treetops.

They had come to the Ember's Bough to exterminate an unbalanced character who was too perfect for her own good, bending the natural order of this particular world to her own advantage.

Their target, a shimmering she-cat named Starbright, had glided into their Clan with all the grace and charm of a summer breeze. She fit all the Mary Sue boxes; fur so white it nearly sparkled, eyes as blue as the dawn and a wit so sharp it could cut through tensions like a hot knife through butter.

Her presence felt like an overbearing sun burning the delicate balance of their world. She was perfect in every way: absurdly smart, remarkable in battle, with a tragic backstory that begged for sympathy.

Each purr and flick of her tail commanded attention, bending the will of the clan like soft grass underfoot. She was no warrior—she was a Mary Sue, a character whose very existence threatened the sacred narrative woven through the stories of their fandom.

Though she was adored by her clanmates, her very existence threatened to undermine the balance that the warriors of this world had vowed to maintain. She had all but ensnared the hearts of the warriors—and the plot—by being remarkably good at everything.

Creek Shade flicked her wings in disdain. "She's got a charm that could 'melt even the coldest heart'. I'd really like to see her up against my brother."

Her mate snorted. "He wouldn't even want to bother with her, my dear. I'm sure Lake Shadow has far better things to do than deal with a smart alec Mary Sue anyway."

Stereotypically perfect, Starbright seemed to have warped the narrative around her whims. Any challenge seemed to dissipate into mere background noise whenever she was around.

With a sigh, both cryptids transformed their winged forms into the illusion of ordinary warriors, cloaked in the earthy tones of the respective clan, to blend in as they slipped through the shadows.

As moonlight graced the ground in delicate beams, they glided down, their movements as quiet as the evening breeze. They approached the gathering, hearts pounding with adrenaline as they observed the clan's rituals.

Starbright stood at the center, a figure of ethereal beauty, boasting an aura of sheer confidence that sparked jealousy in the hearts of weaker-minded warriors.

"Look at her," Creek Shade hissed under her breath, bitterness lacing her tone. "She fully believes she's destined for greatness, bending all our fates to her whim."

Lupine Song sighed, feeling the weight of their shared mission. "It's not just jealousy; it's disrupting the very fabric of the lives of every warrior in this dimension of Ember Boughs. We must snuff out the source of this imbalance."

Under the guise of long-serving warriors, they approached Starbright, hoping to engage her in conversation and reveal her flaws without her realising the imminent threat she posed.

"Are you ready?" she whispered. Creek Shade nodded, her mood somber. "We'll have to pretend we are intrigued by her rubbish. It's the only way."