When was it?
When was it that the people truly last felt like they were safe? That when they go out in the world, a random supervillain won't just suddenly swoop in and take them hostage; or worse, their families hostage?
When was it that the people could walk out there, and not worry that an evil super would just suddenly kill them?
When was it that even though they know that Darkday still exists, the sun will still shine on them?
If you ask out of a million people, nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine of them would answer– When Megawoman was still there.
They knew that there were thousands and thousands of superheroes out there. Heroes that will also risk their lives to save them… but there was just something about the comfort that Megawoman's existence brings.
