Life in New York City wasn't easy, but for Y/n L/n, it was manageable. As a Senior at Midtown High, Y/n prided himself on being a quiet observer, blending into the background while secretly dreaming of being something greater. In a world filled with extraordinary heroes, he was content to admire them from afar, believing their world was beyond his reach. Everything changed on a seemingly ordinary school day. As he walked through Midtown High's halls, flashes of glowing light appeared in the corner of his vision-illusions that no one else seemed to notice. He began to feel a hum beneath his skin when he passed certain places, like the energy of the world was alive and responding to him. Books flipped open on their own, lightbulbs flickered as he passed, and faint glyphs glowed on surfaces where he lingered too long. It was as if reality itself was bending to his presence, but he had no idea why.

Nhazul Kasaki had always been the type to stand out in a crowd, though not for reasons anyone would call admirable. At twenty-two, he was nearing the end of his med school tenure at Lanyard University, a place he had excelled academically but found suffocatingly dull. His grades were pristine, his professors praised his potential, and the wild dorm parties offered plenty of distractions, but none of it filled the gnawing void inside him. Imaz Gray, on the other hand, had never thought of herself as a criminal. At twenty-two, she was a rising star at Harper College, a computer science major with a knack for coding and a smile that could light up a room. Where Nhazul was sharp and biting, Imaz was warm and inviting. Making friends had always come easy to her; she was the type of person who remembered your birthday, asked how your day was, and genuinely cared about the answer. The robbery should have been simple. Nhazul was supposed to be nothing more than a bystander, picking up a late-night snack. Imaz was supposed to be behind the scenes, out of sight and out of danger. But things rarely go as planned in Harper City.

Why do we fight? This is (Y/N) (L/N)'s reason, determination. The story of his rise and fall, and his redemption. The reason that he lived through The Clone Wars and the purge. Part of The Fall verse I DO NOT OWN STAR WARS OR ANY OF THEIR CHARACTERS (except for Paytan and Y/N)