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She had won....
Lila had finally won what she deserved...
She had won.
Lila had won…
The Parisian duo were at her feet, bloody, broken, barely conscious. The wind carried a gritty haze through the ruins of Collège François Dupont, blowing dust across limp bodies, shattered walls, twisted beams. Screams had long since faded. All that remained was the moaning of the injured and the heavy silence of defeat.
And Lila stood in the middle of it all, victorious, glowing as though she’d been carved from triumph itself.
Gabriel Agreste lay somewhere behind her—face smashed into rubble, his body half-covered in debris. Nathalie was slumped nearby, fallen in her attempt to crawl toward him. Getting the butterfly miraculous from them was… disappointingly easy. How had Gabriel not realized he could akumatize himself to boost his own power? Lila snorted. Sometimes geniuses were just idiots in designer suits.
All it had taken was a few perfectly timed lies, a few whispered rumors, a few rehearsed tears. The students tore each other apart in minutes. And once emotions spiraled out of control, she had an entire army just waiting to be akumatized.
The pathetic “secondary heroes” were barely more than fireworks. Minotaurox had managed exactly three punches before she sent him flying. Rooster Bold lasted less than a minute. Purple Tigress had screamed, swinging wildly, but her strength meant nothing when her bones snapped just like everyone else’s.
Lila spotted Mylène in the rubble—detransformed, sobbing, dragging herself with only one usable arm. Ivan was slumped against a ruined wall, unconscious, blood staining his temple. Nino crawled toward Alya. Even Alix was choked with dust, trying to pull herself back up with trembling arms.
They all looked so…beautifully fragile.
“Nooroo, dark wings fall.”
Gasps erupted. Alya’s eyes went comically wide; Marinette shrieked something hoarse and terrified.
Lila basked in it.
“Lila?! You stole the butterfly miraculous?!” Marinette rasped.
“So what?” Lila purred. “I did what Monarch never could.”
She tapped the purple brooch and knelt beside Ladybug—her grin widening when the heroine flinched.
“Not that I need it anymore. Because now…I have yours.”
She ripped the earrings off.
Marinette’s scream cracked through the air as blood trickled down her neck. Tikki collapsed out of the miraculous, faint and flickering.
Chat Noir lunged—tried to—but his arm was pinned beneath rubble.
The pink flash cleared.
Marinette Dupain-Cheng knelt where Ladybug had been.
Lila saw red.
Of course the universe mocked her like this. Of course the holier-than-thou, self-righteous, perfect-grade loser was the bug. Marinette “I’m-So-Pure” Dupain-Cheng had been undermining her from the beginning.
“All this time you pretended to be special,” Lila hissed, grinding her heel into Marinette’s hand. “And you’re just a stalker in spots.”
“A-Adrien…s-she…” Marinette whispered to Tikki, eyes wide with horror. “She lied…she lied about everything…”
“And?” Lila scoffed. “At least I didn’t stalk my crush like you. At least I didn’t plaster my walls with his face. At least I didn’t cry every time someone else spoke to him.”
She spat in Marinette’s face and turned to Chat Noir.
“And you. Let’s see who the real idiot is.”
Chat Noir struggled, pinned and exhausted. She ripped off the ring.
Green light flared.
And when it faded—
Lila froze.
Adrien.
Adrien Agreste.
He was Chat Noir.
Her brain detonated with fury.
“So that’s why you chose Ladybug over me?!” she shrieked. “That’s why you kept defending her?!”
Adrien tried to move—too slow. Her heel slammed into his cheek. A yelp escaped Marinette. Nino screamed his name. Alya tried to crawl forward.
None of them mattered.
Lila stomped again.
“You could’ve had me,” she hissed. “But you were too obsessed with your stupid morals!”
Plagg lunged, biting her wrist. She hurled him away.
“Tikki! Plagg! Silence!”
Their screams cut suddenly, violently short.
Good.
She’d wasted enough time.
She slipped on the ring, then the earrings.
Power surged so violently it slammed dust outward in a shockwave. The sky cracked with white light. Kwamis writhed helplessly.
Marinette struggled upright.
“Lila—please! If you make a wish, you’ll pay the consequence! Everything will change!”
Lila rolled her eyes.
People always warned about consequences. Boring. Predictable. Wrong.
Because she would word her wish perfectly.
She would lose nothing.
The universe would obey her. She'd become a goddess.
However the first question would be what to wish for. She didn't want to switch lives with any of the pathetic miraculous holders as real as their connections were. No, she had to have more and she deserved it. Everything she once lied about would now become true, her connections her lifestyle, everything.
“Tikki, Plagg...Unify.”
Light swallowed her, skyrocketing around her in a column that reached the clouds, power overflowing, reshaping, snapping the world apart at its seams.
Marinette screamed her name.
Lila stared directly at her.
“I wish to always get everything I want.”
The universe shattered.
Marinette vanished.
Adrien dissolved.
Her classmates blinked out like dying stars.
And then—
Black.
When reality is rewritten, it starts from the very beginning.
From the moment the universe is born from nothing, it weaves itself once more to fit the design of the wish.
It rewinds itself to fit the new world and starts from the very beginning.
History changing to set up the scene of the modern day.
All and every possibility and outcome narrowing down to just one.
Things added and removed to grant the stability for the new reality to exist.
And Lila wakes up in it…