POV: NAMI YURO (Hero District — Supernova Rank 42)
Nami's vision swims. Every muscle screams, every rib feels like broken glass. The ground beneath her is cratered, smoke curling from fractured asphalt.
And above it all? Twelve silhouettes floating as if the air itself obeyed them.
> "…they didn't even try. Not really."
Lightning still arcs under her skin, but her hands feel useless against the weight of their presence. She glances at the others—heroes, villains, civilians, all pinned by invisible chains.
> "This… this isn't just strength. This is… monsters."
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POV: AZRIEL KANRI (Villain Sector — Supernova Rank 31)
Azriel smirks, blood dripping from a corner of his mouth, but even he feels the pull of the field Rhyx has cast. The Supreme Force doesn't shout. They don't need to.
> "Look at them… acting like gods."
Power flares under his skin, black sunlight boiling, but the gravitational waves crush him into the pavement. He grits his teeth.
> "This… this is just a reminder. That's all."
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POV: IYANA SHIRASE (Civilian-Supernova Region, S-Class)
Iyana can barely breathe. Her heart pounds as her unstable Gravity Pulse surges, slamming her against the cracked streets.
She sees the Supreme Force step as one, their aura pressing down like a literal weight on reality.
> "They… they aren't even fighting. They're controlling everything."
Even the civilian supernovas, normally unpredictable, are frozen in place. Some scream. Some collapse. Some stare blankly, trying to process what they're seeing.
> "We… we're ants."
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POV: COMMANDER RHYX (Supreme Supernova Force Commander)
Rhyx surveys the battlefield. Every child, every villain, every civilian-supernova is beneath his gaze. He doesn't need to fight—they are already contained by his presence.
He lifts a hand. Space itself curls, gravity twisting like taffy.
> "On your knees."
The wave hits. Half the combatants collapse instantly. Those who resist tremble violently, unable to maintain their abilities under his control.
> "This is not punishment. This is perspective."
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POV: YORU MEIKAN (Hero Sector, Supernova Rank 19)
Yoru struggles, shadows coiling to anchor him, but he can't shake the force crushing him from above.
> "Not kneeling… can't lose face…"
Still, the weight presses, the shadows strain, and even his pride falters.
> "Damn… they don't even need to touch us to erase us."
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POV: MISA ROTH (Villain Sector, Supernova Rank 14)
Floating midair, Misa's hair levitates like underwater tendrils. Her curse seal glows crimson, ready to strike—but the wave from Senna disintegrates the aura before she can even flick her wrist.
> "Huh… cute."
She chuckles despite herself. Even villainous arrogance bends under the Supreme Force's weight.
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POV: ENTIRE CITY (Flash Scene)
Every street, every rooftop, every district quivers. Flames freeze mid-air. Shadows flatten. Dust hangs like static. The air itself seems to hum with the Supreme Force's will.
This isn't suppression. This is absolute control.
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POV: NAMI (again)
She swallows. Pride shatters a little more.
> "This… this is what monsters feel like."
Commander Rhyx steps forward, calm as a glacier.
> "We are not here to kill. We are here to remind you—"
"—the world is bigger than your egos."
He signals. The others move, sweeping the battlefield like predators. Within seconds, every ability is neutralized, every fighter subdued. Twelve seconds. Twelve.
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POV: AZRIEL (Final Scene)
Cuffs snap around his wrists. He grins anyway, eyes burning.
> "Think this stops us? Nah. The real war hasn't even started."
Even as the Supreme Force clears the field, even as reality itself bends to their control, the world watches, and the anomalies—far above, unseen, laughing—know that the true chaos is still their game to play.
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POV: DIOKA & GUAKULIA (Anomalies, Observing)
Floating high above, they perch on a rock, legs dangling, grinning at the panic below.
> "Priceless," Dioka murmurs, biting into stolen hyper-fruit.
Guakulia watches the city, calm, legs swinging.
> "They're strong. But not ready."
A long silence.
> "We haven't even started."
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ENDING — THE SUPREME REMINDER
The city is quiet. Too quiet.
Factions are stunned. Civilians freeze. Heroes bow under the weight of perspective. Villains and mercenaries bite their tongues.
The world feared the Enforcers.
The Enforcers feared the unknown.
And the anomalies? They feared nothing.
Because the story wasn't over. It had just begun.