I heard somebody was looking into fixing this whole dimension-killing crap. Whatever it is. If it can be stopped, or better yet reversed, I owe it to the people of Primal Earth and all the countless dimensions out there to help with that.
I'd never be able to forgive myself otherwise. I didn't become a superhero just to save my own butt.
Why would I want to stop that dimension killing thing? Look at it this way: on the Earth I came from, there was maybe 7 billion people. And that's not even counting the other planets out there that had alien life of some kind.
I can't even begin to guess how many lives in the whole universe were lost when that dimension eating thing got loose in my hometown. And then this thing supposedly spreads to other dimensions like a virus.
All those people, dead without warning. How many more are dying right now? I feel sick thinking about it.
But here I am, the one lucky guy out of all those billions of people on Primal Earth (including a bunch of heroes who are heck of a lot more qualified than me) who got rescued by the admins. Winner of the ultimate golden ticket. If I've been given a second chance, I want to DO something meaningful to stop the spread of this virus. Plague. Thing. For all those people getting slaughtered out there.
[A few moments pass before David adds something else ...]
Whether or not that means destroying the tower...I guess that depends on whether or not the tower is directly causing the spread of this thing. I'm not gonna lie, I'm more the troubleshooting type of hero than the detective type, but even I know that blowing things up is not always the best way to solve a crisis.
But I think a lot of it will ride on the admins. I'm still trying to figure out what's what from what in this loopy skyscraper, but to hear others tell it we've got a team of good guys and bad guys running the show here. And apparently the only one of them who was seriously looking into stopping the...whatever it is that's killing dimensions got killed himself.
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I heard somebody was looking into fixing this whole dimension-killing crap. Whatever it is. If it can be stopped, or better yet reversed, I owe it to the people of Primal Earth and all the countless dimensions out there to help with that.
I'd never be able to forgive myself otherwise. I didn't become a superhero just to save my own butt.
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I can't even begin to guess how many lives in the whole universe were lost when that dimension eating thing got loose in my hometown. And then this thing supposedly spreads to other dimensions like a virus.
All those people, dead without warning. How many more are dying right now? I feel sick thinking about it.
But here I am, the one lucky guy out of all those billions of people on Primal Earth (including a bunch of heroes who are heck of a lot more qualified than me) who got rescued by the admins. Winner of the ultimate golden ticket. If I've been given a second chance, I want to DO something meaningful to stop the spread of this virus. Plague. Thing. For all those people getting slaughtered out there.
[A few moments pass before David adds something else ...]
Whether or not that means destroying the tower...I guess that depends on whether or not the tower is directly causing the spread of this thing. I'm not gonna lie, I'm more the troubleshooting type of hero than the detective type, but even I know that blowing things up is not always the best way to solve a crisis.
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But I think a lot of it will ride on the admins. I'm still trying to figure out what's what from what in this loopy skyscraper, but to hear others tell it we've got a team of good guys and bad guys running the show here. And apparently the only one of them who was seriously looking into stopping the...whatever it is that's killing dimensions got killed himself.