"That's how we ended up with the Shadow user—the Street Rat—going completely psycho. The corruption took hold, corrupted by the gateway, and he started killing everyone in sight before Hercules stepped in. Then the Painter showed up, reality started warping, and you all saw how that ss unfolded."
**LustVictim:** "Those people he killed were innocent."
**Cvc:** "He was probably just a regular guy before the blessing."
**RealityW:** "The Painter footage still gives nightmares."
**ManHell:** "I was there when it happened, it was terrifying."
"And you all saw how that went," Nyxavere gestured to her screen. "Four cosmic-level beings fighting in the middle of Manhattan, buildings collapsing, people dying—until my family stepped in and actually fixed the situation the gods had created."
**CreatedCrisis:** "WAIT SO THE GODS CREATED THE PROBLEM THEN SENT HEROES TO CLEAN UP THEIR SS???"
**BloodOnHands:** "Millions of people died because of their mistake and they had the AUDACITY to bla your dad???"
**HumanLivesMatter:** "They played with human lives like they were nothing"
**LustVictim:** "The gods are the real villains here"
**TeamNyxlith:** "Your family deserves praise not persecution."
**JusticeServed:** "Honestly they deserved to get their asses kicked."
**MaatExceptionist:** "Ma'at seed like she was trying to help though."
**RealTiVillain:** "The gods created universe-ending gateways out of fear."
But then, inevitably, the contrarians showed up.
**SkepticalMind2:** "How do we know this isn't just propaganda? Winners write history, maybe the Nyxlith family are the real bad guys."
The chat turned on them imdiately.
**Void4:** "ARE YOU INSANE??? WE LITERALLY WATCHED THE FOOTAGE AND LIVESTREAM."
**ManHell:** "I WAS THERE. The destruction stopped the SECOND her family intervened."
**MultipleAngles:** "There's literal video proof from hundreds of angles."
**PhysicsProof:** "The buildings were MID-COLLAPSE and just stopped falling when they showed up."
**Faith:** *The death count went to ZERO after their intervention*
**Eyewitness7:** "My cousin was in one of those falling buildings, she's alive because of them."
*Faith:** "You can't fake physics on that scale across multiple live streams."
**SavedBlandly:** "My entire family would be dead if they hadn't stopped that collapse."
**HeroesAreDead:** "The "heroes" were literally making everything worse."
**God'sFailure:** "The gods failed and the Nyxlith family cleaned up their ss."
Nyxavere watched the chat tear apart the skeptic with satisfaction. "Yeah, so that's the tea. The gods panicked, created a cosmic crisis while trying to use humans as weapons against my family, then had the nerve to send their Champions after us for cleaning up their ss. And that's why Hercules got yeeted into the stratosphere."
She raised her coffee cup in a mock toast. "Welco to cosmic politics, everyone. It's exactly as stupid as human politics, just with more universe-ending consequences."
*
The entertainnt world was having a collective nervous breakdown trying to figure out how to respond to the new reality. Every superhero movie, every fantasy show, every piece of fiction about gods and monsters had suddenly beco a docuntary.0
Talk show hosts were scrambling to book supernatural guests they couldn't identify. Movie studios were frantically rewriting scripts. The entire Marvel and DC universes felt quaint compared to a teenager who could livestream actual gods fighting in Manhattan while providing comntary like it was a sports match.
"The Nyxlith family has beco the most mysterious celebrity dynasty in history," announced one breathless entertainnt reporter. "We know they exist, we know they're incredibly powerful, and we know Nyxavere is sohow connected to the cosmic events reshaping our world. But despite hours of footage, despite millions of viewers, despite global attention—we can't identify anyone except the girl herself."
The footage from Manhattan played on endless loop across every network: buildings freezing mid-collapse, debris hanging in the air, the mont when a simple gesture from off-screen had prevented thousands of deaths. The news anchors could describe what happened, but they couldn't explain who had done it.
"Sources report that the mysterious figure who intervened in the Manhattan crisis is referred to only as 'daddy' by the popular strear Nyxavere," another reporter continued. "Enhanced analysis of the footage shows that at the mont of intervention, all destruction and deaths simply... stopped. Not prevented—stopped. As if soone had edited physics itself."
What none of them understood was that they were witnessing the most sophisticated hiding chanism in existence. Nyxavere wasn't just protected—she was the perfect cover story. By being the visible face of cosmic power, she made her family completely invisible.
Everyone knew the Nyxlith family existed. Everyone knew they were powerful. Everyone could see their effects on the world. But the mont soone tried to focus on anyone other than Nyxavere, their attention would slide away like water off glass.
Parker could stand in the middle of Tis Square and give a press conference about reshaping reality, and twenty minutes later, every person who watched would rember that soone important had spoken but couldn't describe who it was. They'd rember Nyxavere introducing her dad, but not what he looked like.
Even Nyxavere's own real existence was protected by layers of cosmic obscurity. People thought they rembered her clearly, but what they actually retained was an impression of youth, beauty, and power—the details shifted and flowed in mory like trying to recall a dream.
"It's honestly kind of hilarious," Nyxavere said to her stream, seemingly reading her chat but actually explaining to millions of people who didn't realize they were being explained to. "Like, you think you know what's going on, but you're only seeing the parts you're allowed to see. Which is fine! You don't need to know everything. You just need to know that soone's handling the cosmic stuff so you can focus on your normal human drama."
She paused, grinning at sothing off-cara. "Speaking of which, we're going to a wedding today! Should be fun. Might crash the entire global economy afterward, but hey—priorities."
The chat exploded with questions about the wedding, but Nyxavere just laughed and switched to talking about her outfit choices, completely unaware that she'd just casually announced the financial apocalypse to several million people who wouldn't rember the warning clearly enough to do anything about it.
Perfect hiding in plain sight—tell everyone everything, let them see it happen, and trust that human perception was the best security system ever invented.
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