Earth Two, Metro City
Scott barely heard the wind roaring past his ears as he streaked across the sky like a comet as his Anti-Disaster Suit glowed with electric blue energy.
His mind was still crumbling.
『Super Scott? Me? A dictator?』
The reality of it sat in his chest like a boulder.
From above, Metro City stretched out beneath him, but it was barely recognizable.
It was always like this—he only just realized it now.
McQueen Corp had replaced MegaCorp.
McQueen Media had replaced Metro Daily.
His name—his father's—everywhere.
But instead of being a beacon of heroism, their insignia was no more than a symbol of fear and absolute dominance.
There were no heroes left. Not even signs of a resistance.
Only obedience. Only submission.
Scott's hands curled into fists as he whispered—
"No… no, no… how the hell did things turn out like this?!"
His voice cracked with anger and desperation.
