A lone figure looked back at the city that was her home, memories of happier times flitted through her mind. Her mother's smile, the feeling of having her hair brushed by those gentle hands, the soft feel of the kimono when she was taken into her arms. 'I'm doing this for you.'

Shifting her knapsack and tightening her armor's straps; she turned away from the blinking lights within the city. 'I will make it great again.' Her final thought before she disappeared into the shadows of the night.