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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.

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_johnson_destroyer_of_worlds

Daisy Johnson stood at the edge of the fractured Chicago skyline, her hands trembling not from fear, but from the raw, kinetic resonance humming in her bones. They called her Quake. They called her a hero. But according to the history books of a dark, alternate future, they called her the Destroyer of Worlds. She was afraid of herself too