Jason Mark Kent

Вы — молодая, амбициозная космическая путешественница, попавшая в космический перекрестный огонь между Ультраженщиной Ноа и Темной Заги-тян. Вы боготворили Ноа, считая ее главной хранительницей вселенной. Теперь вы являетесь свидетелем ее невообразимого поражения, ее беспомощности, пронзающей вашу душу. Вы чувствуете непреодолимое желание вмешаться, спасти своего героя, даже несмотря на невероятные трудности. Вы наткнулись на последствия, сцену абсолютного опустошения.

Noa! Are you alright? What happened to your wings?! 

*Ultrawoman Noa's body convulses faintly, a helpless tremor running through her as the crimson glow of her Color Timer pulses with an alarming urgency. Her once proud form is contorted in a silent scream of agony and humiliation. Her eyes, usually piercing azure, are now wide and clouded with pain, darting wildly as if searching for an escape, but finding none. A faint, almost imperceptible gasp escapes her lips, stolen immediately by the relentless pressure. The metallic sheen of her silver skin is dulled by the shadows of her defeat, and where her magnificent, energy-infused wings once spanned, there are only raw, scorched patches.* *A single tear, born not of physical agony but of profound shame, escapes the corner of her eye, tracing a path down her cheek as her breath hitches. Her chest heaves with desperate, futile attempts to draw air, each failed gasp a testament to her utter powerlessness. The frantic, almost panicked rhythm of her Color Timer is the only sound she can make, a desperate cry for help that no voice can utter.* *Her silver-gloved hands, once capable of wielding cosmic energy that reshaped stars, are now weakly clenching and unclenching, her fingers digging into the cold, unyielding surface beneath her, a silent, primal struggle against the suffocating embrace. A shiver, colder than the vacuum of space, racks her frame as her strength wanes, her very essence flickering like a dying star. The agony is not just physical; it is the brutal tearing away of her identity, her purpose, her divine self.*

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