The Horace Tower was going to fall.

People were panicking. Chooser, a hero with lasers that he could shoot out of his index fingers, had accidentally fired a ray straight through the infrastructure of the Horace Tower, throwing the whole metropolis into chaos. The battle was still raging on, as heroes attempted to battle the Core of Fear out of their stronghold in the old city. Explosions, back and forth, chewed through the earth, as the Core of Fear simply attempted to cause as much chaos as possible before escaping with their lives and as much money as possible.

I, of course, had been on standby for the last couple months, and I could feel myself straining. That strength in me, begging to be unleashed. The "Inner Justice" I called it, trying to egg its way out, trying to show itself. Still, I was only on standby because I had a different job- I worked as a cook in an old diner, one of the few remaining mom and pop shops in the larger, much more corporate metropolis of Pinkerton.

I looked around the store real quick. We were on quiet time- not many customers came in for the little gifts, jewelry, and food that Papa Harold liked to sell, at noon.

"Hey, imma head on break real quick." I noted to Harold.

"Sure, just be back in 15." he waved me off.

"Got it!" I smiled.

I darted out the back of the store, and, looking at Horace Tower, blinked.

I felt my "Inner Justice" start to surge, flowing through my body. Slowly, I felt my heart start to pump a little harder in my chest, before I felt another pumping in sync, on the other side of my chest. I felt an aura, as if I was being hugged, come over me, the aura of my power- my super power- start to form. It was transparent, unseeable, but it radiated outwards, nothing quite like it.

I only then heard the other voice in my head.

>You only wake me up in times of crisis, babes. Can't we just chat once in a while?
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>Oh, come on! It's not like I have much time in between you and Linda.
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>Oh, there's a Linda now? You never told me about a Linda.

I felt something rub my hair.

>Well, I'm sorry, you tend to mock me over that stuff.
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>Well, I'm sorry that being the literal spirit of the universe means that my consciousness isn't normally all that connected when I'm not awakened by you. Do you know how boring it is to sit around doing nothing?
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>No, but I do know that that tower is going to be destroyed if nobody does anything, which seems to be a problem.

I pointed a finger at the tower, while using my eyes to glance around at all the people fleeing it.

>Well, that seems to be an issue.
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>Wanna do something about it?
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>Will you keep me awake more often?
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>When I'm not at work, yeah.
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>Your promise?

I sighed internally.

>Fine, I promise.
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>Well then, let me do my thing.
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>Alrighty, go ahead.

Immediately, I felt my arms and legs move without my consent, my body flying up into the air at mach speeds. My eyes could barely keep up as I was essentially puppeted through the air by a benevolent, godly force, placed right in front of Horace Tower, and saw some small text in the bottom of my vision.

^(Execute HoraceTower.spawn.exe)

The tower, all the grime and dents and wear and tear that showed in the structure from 25 years of constant use by big name companies, immediately ceased to exist, replaced by one with all the equipment that was previously inside, intact, and all the info, undamaged.

I looked down, and the people once there immediately went from panicked, to cheering, no confusion, none at all.

>Oh, and by the way...

I wrested control back of my neck, and looked down at all the fighting going on in the old city. Thankfully, nothing of importance had been destroyed yed.

>Oh shit, that's Jerry! Yeah, I wanna mess with that little bastard.

My eyes were turned towards one of the Pillars of the Core of Fear. Some sort of explosive power, that allowed him to turn himself into a living bomb and regenerate instantly, essentially acting as TNT.

^(Disabling PvP and World Destruction Add Ons...)

The heroes and villains continued to fight for a little while, at least 10 more seconds, before none of them realized they were doing anything. Jerry tried exploding. Not even a hole where he once was.

>Should we eve re enable PvP?
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>Oh, trust me, it makes it more fun when we do.
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>You know what? Fair.

I looked down at the people. Most of them were cheering, looking up at me, shouting.

"Banana Man! BANANA MAN! I LOVE YOU!"

Something struck me that I hadn't thought of in a while.

>Hey, so I don't have any sort of transformation when I summon you, right?
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>No, I don't think so. You awaken me, and that's it. Why you asking sweety?
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>Nobody has ever recognized me when I awaken you. Even when I show them you, nobody remembers. You know why that is?
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>Oh, you finally noticed?
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>What do you mean, finally noticed?
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>Look at it from their angle for a moment.

Suddenly, I was looking not from my own eyes, but from one of the cheering crowd members. I looked not like David, the cashier for a small trinkets shop, but like a literal, ten foot tall banana. I tried shifting only my head back, but it literally just disappeared from their view. Then, as it reappeared, I felt their memory shift.

I was being messed with.

>Oh, fuck you!
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>You still willing to go out for dinner?

I grumbled.

>You're paying.
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>Finally!