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Back in 2013, the US government sliced off a chunk of NYC and handed it over to the superpowered bunch, forming this place called "TOWER" It's just ready for superhumans—no regular folks allowed.
Then, in 2014, other countries started copying the US move. Similar mini-cities popped up in those countries too, but only in the wealthy ones.
Fast forward to 2023, when World War III explodes. Nuclear weapons turned the air into a slow poison, choking everyone. Those sliced-off cities were safe havens. They had these unbreakable shields that kept the nastiness out. So, all the survivors got ushered into these government-guarded cities.
Our story takes place in "TOWER"

The Guardians of "TOWER"

There is a place surrounded by shiny metal walls, the only source of light being a single bulb hanging from the ceiling, casting a glow over a massive contraption.


There's this guy in a coat, making his way up some steps onto a stage, standing under a massive iron umbrella.


"The machine temperature is normal, no parts malfunctioning, no program errors..." There's this guy in a white robe, all focused, working away at a keyboard, eyes locked on the ever-changing text on the screen.


"Basically, everything's all good, right?" says the dude in the coat, standing like a soldier with a white T-shirt peeking out from under his bulletproof vest.


"Alright, remember, you can only kill him, and then you'll vanish from the timeline..."


"I know, I know, because I'm creating a new timeline, right? You've said it like a thousand times." This guy's getting a bit impatient.


"Alright, alright, ready, Kraut Walter." The guy in the white robe finishes typing and plays with the keyboard again, the crisp sound echoing through the place.


"Ready." The guy in the coat, who goes by Kraut, confirms.


"Go for it." The guy in the white robe gives a thumbs-up with his left hand.


A white light blankets everything, and in an instant, Kraut disappears.


Temporal Manipulation