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Emma was always the outsider.

Not that she minded, of course. Being an outsider was fun. Nobody was able to criticize or judge her for what she did.

No one was there to hold her back.

For years, she wandered the streets of God, before she met a peculiar trio.

A man who called himself Reform, a boy who called himself Logic and a girl who called herself Truth.

The man was the brawns of the operations, but by no means stupid. Reform's arms were riddled with burns, and his body was scarred and bruised, yet he continued fighting for a world that could shine brighter than the current world.

Emma idolized Reform. She thought he was the coolest man on earth. It was just a shame what he did soon after.

The boy was the brains. Logic. He was the smartest guy Emma had ever seen, able to perform hundreds of calculations at once. He was like a living computer, and that intrigued her.

Emma broke through Logic's emotionless shell, and found a kind, caring, if a little callous, individual.

The girl was… well, the girl was something of amascot. The little sibling who was able to make even the cold heart of Logic melt with a smile.she was the sweetest, kindest girl Emma had ever known.

It really, really was a shame what happened to Truth not long after.

Emma loved these guys.

They were everything she had ever wanted, a rag-tag group of revolutionaries, not afraid to voice their opinions and change the world.

Truth cheered them up.

Logic taught them things.

Reform held them together.

And Emma… she did anything she could.

She did whatever she could to help her new family.

She knew. She knew that the moment she stopped being useful, she would be thrown away like trash.

She didn't want to be thrown away.

So she worked harder and harder.

But something terrible happened.

Reform, without so much as a word, left their group, and joined the Heroes.

The goddamned bastards they had been fighting to defeat.

Truth and Logic were devastated, even if Logic pretended not to care.

Truthfully, she was incredibly sad, but she didn't let it show.

And that was when she finally fit in.

The group's numbers were back to three, and she filled in for Reform, or, rather, 'Twilight', as he now called himself.

She performed her roles in the heists and capers almost as efficiently as Reform had, if mot more.

She was able to grow out of being a 'replacement', and become her 'own person'.

But none of that mattered, as she attatched the last bit of dynamite onto the building, as she stood in the center of the ruined city of Wisdom.

She grinned quietly, tapping her headset.

"Mr. Logic-man~! The explosives are set~!"

Logic's voice crackled through her headphones, full of glee.

"Blow it up, Madness."

"Okie Doke, Boss!"

And every single standing building in the city of Wisdom blew up, as she pressed the button in her hands.

"Boom!"