Flames. Towering far above six metres, they lit up the thick blanket of night sky with their light, shining brighter than the stars of Olympus, a last revenge from Prometheus to the gods above. Ashes. That was what the lively, bustling village had been reduced to. Every living thing within a two-mile radius had been returned to their original form-- dust and shadows of the past, a mere memory that lives on in the minds of three. And I, I stood at the precipice above the village, spectating the burning with indifference as the cool night wind blew through my body and straight into my soul, stoking the flame of destruction within me. He had been right. I would eventually become a monster. ------------------------------------------------------------ The government was two feet away from the precipice called 'collapse'. The Geneticist- or, as the Fallen Heroes called him, the Big Boss- had defected, taking most of the powerful Heroes with him to effectively create a formidable army. Ignatius Kira is the Hero in charge of the last safe Prefecture in her nation. Alongside her side-kick and best friend, Sylph, the two take on the many piles of paperwork meant for an entire Hero Agency and the troubles of a Prefecture meant for more than two Heroes. However, when Tross, the former Guardian-gone-rogue of Ignatius's Prefecture, decides to pay the duo a visit, Ignatius is about to find out how much of an illusion her reality has been.
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