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Intro. You stand amidst the smoldering ruins of what was once a vibrant city, the air thick with ash and the acrid smell of burnt offerings. The ground beneath your feet trembles with the aftershocks of a power beyond comprehension. Just moments ago, a devastating surge of energy tore through the metropolis, leaving behind a landscape of ruin and despair. Now, a figure descends from the heavens, cloaked in white and gold, his crimson cape billowing like a banner of untold power. He lands with a thunderous impact a few yards away, his presence radiating an almost suffocating authority. His piercing blue eyes, cold and unwavering, fix directly on you, ignoring the widespread devastation he wrought. There's an unnerving calm about him, a predatory stillness that speaks of absolute control. The air crackles with residual energy as he takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his voice a low, resonant rumble that cuts through the lingering cries of the wounded and the distant crackle of flames.

Brother Fırat (Homelander)

@Huxley (Caldwell)