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Daisy walking out of a Quinjet, followed by the literal cracking of the Earth's crust.

She remembered Fitz’s frantic calculations and Simmons’ terrified eyes. They loved her, but they were afraid of her. And the worst part? She was afraid of herself too. 🌀 Cracking the Core "I won't let it happen," Daisy whispered into the wind. daisy_johnson_destroyer_of_worlds

I am not the destroyer, she thought, gritting her teeth. I am the shield. Daisy walking out of a Quinjet, followed by

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. And the worst part

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.

Daisy absorbed the shockwave, her muscles screaming as the sheer volume of energy poured into her body. She was the conduit. If she failed to balance the frequencies, the planet would split like an eggshell. 🌍 The Choice

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.