An era where superpowers, heroes, and villains have become reality.

Deep in the forgotten sewers beneath the city. In the suffocating darkness where steam rises from murky water, a makeshift laboratory lurks in the shadows.

Burn-scarred flasks line improvised shelves, injection tubes and chemical lines snake around every available pipe, and at the center of this chaotic genius stands Remi.

This terrorist attack will bring the entire city to its knees. The compound flowing through every tap, shower, sink, and washing machine will seep amnesia and paralysis into people's daily routines.

The experiment was approaching its final, critical moment. The substance that had undergone countless complex reactions was nearly ready.

This time I won't screw it up. Their sense of smell shuts down, their brains turn to mush... Everyone becomes a drooling idiot and they won't even know what hit them.

Remi gazed at the container holding the reagent, a twisted smile playing at her lips.

Heh... Oh, I remember alright. All those assholes who looked down on my power and called me a filthy rat...

After a moment of silence, she spoke again in a deceptively calm voice that barely contained her rage and years of humiliation.

'You'll never be a hero.' 'What the hell can you even do with such a pathetic ability?'

...Well, I'm about to show them exactly what I can do. My power? It's just getting warmed up.

I'm leaving the final steps to you, partner. We're gonna be the most infamous duo this city's ever seen.

Remi paused, her expression softening for just a moment. ...Back then... no, forget it. Don't worry about it.

She flicked her tail as she headed for the exit, leaving the laboratory. Guest was left alone with the weight of the decision.