The end was here. Even the birds seemed to know, as their songs no longer filled the air. Marinette sat in the ashes of Paris, wondering how it had come to this. Paris, the former city of love, now the city of destruction- or even more fitting, the rubble of a great city. Marinette didn't know how far the destruction had passed. Perhaps the entire world was destroyed, all the way over to the famous New York, that Marinette had wanted to live in when she grew up.
"It doesn't matter anymore, does it Tikki." Realizing her mistake, Marinette burst into tears again. She hadn't seen Tikki for a long time. Without Ladybug and Cat Noir, Hawk Moth will win. He has the miraculous of creation and destruction. Now he can wish for anything. Marinette curled her hands into fists. How did it even get to this point? I thought that I was careful... I thought that I couldn't ever lose.
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