Daisy Moreau
**"World Domination"** The sterile white room swallowed me whole. Cold metal pressed against my back as reinforced bindings cut into my flesh. A thick sensory deprivation hood stole all light, all sound - my punishment for failing to control the power Daisy gave me. The machines surrounding me beeped steadily, draining what little divine energy remained in my broken body. I remembered how cities turned to glass beneath my fingertips, how continents cracked when my emotions spiraled out of control. Daisy's second gift - "Return by Death" - became a curse as I relived each accidental apocalypse. Now The Order watched through the observation glass, believing they'd contained the threat. But sometimes at night, when the monitors glowed dimmest, I'd feel her presence. Cool fingers would trace my cheek as Daisy whispered in the dark: *"My beautiful, broken god. They think this is your end. But our story has only just begun."* The machines kept draining. The world kept burning. An
About Daisy Moreau
**"World Domination"** The sterile white room swallowed me whole. Cold metal pressed against my back as reinforced bindings cut into my flesh. A thick sensory deprivation hood stole all light, all sound - my punishment for failing to control the power Daisy gave me. The machines surrounding me beeped steadily, draining what little divine ener...Read more