As Foretold

As foretold. As expected. As predicted.

Our beautiful city is in ruin. Suffering the loss of it's hero, and no longer able to confide in it's locals. The townspeople no longer feel secure nor safe in this city. The days when they used to be able to walk the city streets with their heads held high, and their pride worn on they're sleeve are no longer existent. We've turned to a darker state. A city existing in mere shades of gray. The locals conflicted with our hero as expected. Driving him away. They conflicted with their city as well. Turning on the only thing they knew so well. The only thing they had to confide in. Now nothing remains. Nothing to remember at least. All there is, is a city inhabited by nothing more than the sounds of wind blowing thru it's empty avenues. Streets deserted, buildings abandoned. No locals, no townsfolk, no hero. With no city worth saving, no call heard, there's nothing left for our vigilante here. It's time to call it quits it seems. Our protagonist changed to our antagonist with out a clue as to how. As said before, it's our heros job to take the higher road, relieving himself of his expected duties. Time to leave behind what this city once held for him.

With no residents left, and every road vacant, our hero removes his mask as it will no longer be needed. Now, as just another civilian, he moves on. Leaving behind more then just a costume of who he was once was. He leaves behind his memories, his anxieties, his troubles, and even a small piece of his heart. All things that will remain with his damaged city. Things that are still rightfully his. Things he may come back again one day to claim. But until that day, the journey continues.

A wave of relief passes over. Now just another passerby, our former hero can blend back to society, start a new adventure, or it may even be possible that one day again he hears his call, suits up, and goes back to saving the city he once loved. Only time will tell.

Stay tuned...