She looked up at the sky. The future wasn't written in stone. She had taken a title meant to inspire terror and used it to shatter her own dark destiny. She wasn't the Destroyer of Worlds. She was their protector.
Suddenly, a massive surge of energy erupted from deep within the earth—a gravitonium infusion triggered by the villain Talbot. The ground buckled. This was the moment. The nexus point. daisy_johnson_destroyer_of_worlds
With a scream that was drowned out by the roar of shifting earth, Daisy directed the massive buildup of kinetic energy away from the planet's core. Instead of letting it shatter the world, she focused it into a singular, upward beam, firing the excess power—and Talbot with it—directly into the cold vacuum of space. She looked up at the sky
Her vision blurred. Images flashed through her mind: her team, her found family, and the ruined, floating remnants of Earth she had seen in the future. She wasn't the Destroyer of Worlds
Knowing that your own hands might cause the apocalypse.
Daisy closed her eyes, trying to shut out the buzzing. It wasn't the city. It was her. The vibrations felt like a caged animal clawing to get out.