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### Chapter 1: The Echo of Flames

The sun was setting in the city of Neo-Light, painting the sky in vibrant shades of orange and purple. The shadows of the steel and glass structures took shape in the streets, while citizens headed home, entertained by their mobile devices. But for Lia "Ferro" Campos, the city was a battlefield full of untold stories and invisible barriers that separated power from oppression.

Lia stood in a dark corner of an alley, watching the city go by. Her gaze fixed on a huge screen showing Captain Virtue, the country's most idolized superhero, smiling as he accepted the "Citizen of the Year" award. He spoke of safety and hope, but those words seemed to echo hollowly to her.

"He doesn't know what's happening on the streets," Lia muttered, clutching a screwdriver in her hands. The cold metal adjusted to her touch, a reminder of what she was capable of doing. Her mind wandered to the fateful night she lost her family during an "intervention" by the Captain. Memories of screams and flames, images that would never leave her mind. She closed her eyes for a second, taking a deep breath to calm her anger.

"Are you ready?" the voice of Artur "Trickster" Mendes echoed in the background, interrupting her whirlwind of thoughts. He appeared, as always, with a mischievous smile and a colorful shirt that contrasted with the oppressive darkness around him.

"Ready enough," Lia replied, her voice firm. They had a mission ahead of them: to invade the gala that the superheroes were hosting, a luxurious event where people gave up their salaries for the illusion of safety and protection. "The information we got from the informant could change everything. We need to expose who they really are."

"Sorry, I can't help myself…" Arthur joked, touching the part of his suit that had transformed into a hologram of the Super Hero. "If only they knew how much you really love Captain Virtue…"

"Shut up," she replied, giving a slight smile. "Let's focus."

With a subtle nod, Lia used her power. The metal around her began to vibrate, taking the form of a makeshift ladder that would take her to the roof of the building next door. Arthur jumped nimbly, keeping the holograms activated to divert the attention of anyone who might look up.

Up above, they spotted what was supposed to be the starting point for the execution of their plan. A large penthouse was immersed in music, camera fights, and flashes of light, while executives and superheroes danced and partied as if the world outside didn't exist.

"This is where we'll start taking them down," Lia muttered, taking a moment to observe. She could feel the tension in the city; even though the people present were distracted and unconcerned, there was a tremendous force gathering in the shadows.

"Tell me what you see, Lia," Arthur said, his voice now more serious. "The plan? Are we going to split up?"

Lia considered for a moment. She knew she needed every member of the rebellion. They couldn't fail, after all, every action would have repercussions that could empower people like them. "We need to create a distraction. You infiltrate and cause chaos. I'll go after the security system."

He nodded, and Lia gave her partner one last look. "If anything goes wrong…"

"It won't go wrong. Not while you're around," Arthur replied, already preparing to move.

As Lia approached the entrance to the party, her heart raced. The thrill of the fight was a familiar tension, but today, in particular, was different. She was carrying the hopes of many and her own memories, immortal and anguished.

Breaking the barrier between glamour and dehumanization, she infiltrated the party amid smoke, music and laughter. Voices echoed around her, and she knew that in moments, the ballads of rebellion would begin to play.

The world was about to hear the first note of this new song. The war between those who held power and those who yearned for freedom was about to escalate, and Lia was prepared to be the spark that would ignite the revolution.