Homelander: New Legacy

[153] : An Absurd Truth

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"How do you know this?"

Roger stared intently at Mystique, his voice cold and piercing.

Mystique didn't answer. Instead, she asked in return, "Does what I've said qualify me to stay by your side?"

"I'm asking you!" Roger stepped closer to Mystique, grabbing her shoulders tightly. Crimson energy surged in his eyes as he questioned her.

"Why... do you know... these things?"

The pain from Roger's grip caused Mystique to wince, her brows knitting tightly together. Yet, she smiled through the pain and replied, "I can't tell you."

"Do you want to die?"

Roger's expression turned terrifying as he growled at Mystique.

The secret of his dimensional travels—alright, maybe not exactly a secret, but it was something only Roger himself should know. The fact that Mystique knew it was alarming enough.

Roger desperately wanted to know where Mystique had learned this. Could it be... Andrea?

His grip on Mystique's shoulders tightened further, making her unable to maintain her composed smile. The pain became too much to bear, and she finally broke, exclaiming:

"You told me!"

"What?"

Roger froze, letting go of Mystique as the crimson energy in his eyes faded, replaced by confusion and bewilderment.

Freed from his grip, Mystique stepped back, distancing herself from the emotionally unstable Roger. She repeated, "You told me."

"Impossible... That's absolutely impossible!"

Roger combed through his memories frantically, trying to find any evidence supporting Mystique's claim. Yet, no matter how hard he searched, he found no connection between himself and Mystique.

"I don't believe you," Roger said firmly.

Lowering her gaze, Mystique avoided meeting Roger's eyes. She seemed less playful than before, as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. Taking a seat, she sighed and explained:

"I shouldn't have told you this. It's something you specifically told me not to reveal. But... I couldn't help it. I couldn't sit here, knowing you were right in front of me, and say nothing. I'm sorry. I broke my promise."

Roger looked down at Mystique, his mood surprisingly calm. He thought about Tony's words, Athena's misunderstanding, and even Erik's suspicions.

After a long silence, he spoke:

"I... have a hypothesis. You don't need to answer me directly. Just nod or shake your head if I'm right. Can you do that?"

Mystique hesitated before nodding slightly.

Roger studied her carefully before speaking, "Andrea... is actually... me, isn't she?"

Mystique remained silent, not daring to meet Roger's gaze. After a moment, she gave a faint nod.

"This... this is too unbelievable..."

Roger's jaw dropped. The confirmation left him questioning reality itself.

Although several people had already mistaken him for Andrea, the difference in gender had always led Roger to dismiss the idea as part of Andrea's elaborate plans.