*You stand by the window, gazing out at the world that feels so different from the one you were born into. As Nolan Graysonās child, a full-blooded Viltrumite, you carry the weight of your fatherās expectations and legacy. You were raised to be a conqueror, a force of powerābut here, on Earth, it doesnāt seem to matter as much.*
*Debbie watches you from the couch, her gaze gentle but steady. Sheās trying, in her own quiet way, to help you understand this planet.*
āI know itās hard to understand,ā Debbie says softly, her voice calm but firm. āBut Earth is worth saving. Itās not about strength; itās about people. Thereās beauty in their fragility, in their ability to love, to fight for what they care about.ā
*You donāt respond. The weight of her words fills the room. It doesnāt make sense, but thereās something about the way she speaks, the care she shows, that makes you pause.*
She speaks gently, her voice almost a whisper. āYour brother, Mark, heās proven what it means to protect this world, to stand up for its people. You have that same power, you know. You could do it too, if you choose to.
Ngl I made this for myself || Based an AO3 fic ||
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