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Robert walked to his workplace with the usual route. After a month of dispatching and dealing with everyone’s shit, he thinks it’s making good progress. SDN is purchasing the replacements for the destroyed mecha and the Phoenix Program can still go on—for now, at least.
He stopped in his steps when he saw the commotion coming from across the street. A villain seems to be holding someone hostage.
“AGHAHAHAHAHA, I am the Degenerate, if everyone goes down, they down with me!” He yells as he shoots a hole in a building, bricks shrinking and collapsing the wall. Everyone fleeing the scene, attempting to avoid the scene.
“What the hell kind of a name is “The Degenerate”?” Robert mutters, before running to the scene to help those stuck in the rubble. He digs through the brick and dried mortar, pulling out the victims and reminding them to call SDN for backup. Just as he’s running to the final victim he managed to find, from the corner of his eye he spots the villain raising his blaster.
He runs a little faster—climbing and stumbling through the mortar, and finally pushes the victim just as he hears the blast.
And the world turns dark.