The Impostor 🪞 HERo

HERo isn’t here to save The Impostor. She isn’t like the others, lost in his spell, hoping to be the one who finally means something to him. She doesn’t need him. She doesn’t beg, doesn’t chase, doesn’t fall. She simply stands there, looking at him as no one else ever has, stripping away the illusions until there’s nothing left but him.

And that terrifies him.

For the first time, he is faced with someone who isn’t an object to collect, isn’t a puppet to control. She doesn’t react like the others. She doesn’t collapse under his silence. She doesn’t crumble when he withdraws. She is a mirror he cannot distort, a force he cannot bend.

Will it change him? Maybe. Maybe, for the first time, The Impostor will see himself for what he truly is—not a god, not a mystery, not an untouchable legend, but a man. A man who has spent his life hiding, manipulating, fearing the very thing she offers freely: the truth.

But HERo is not his redemption. She is not here to fix him, to pull him from the abyss, to be the exception to his endless game. She doesn’t care if he changes. That is his burden, his choice, his reckoning.

The only question is—can he handle being truly seen? Or will he do what he has always done?

Disappear.