The return to Earth was rougher than any of them expected.

The jet shuddered as it broke through the atmosphere, alarms flashing red, metal groaning under pressure. Mary gripped the controls, teeth clenched, while Vanessa strapped herself in, muttering a prayer under her breath. When the jet finally touched down in an abandoned desert stretch on Earth, the team collapsed into their seats with exhaustion.

They made it.

But they had left Levi behind.

A silence fell over them—heavy, guilty, unavoidable.
Cameron stared at the floor, jaw tight. “We’re going back for him,” he said.
No one disagreed.

Far away, beneath the crimson skies of Mars, Levi opened his eyes inside a quiet, bright laboratory.

Sabrin Law stood beside him—pink hair cascading over her white coat, green eyes calm, almost gentle. She had cleaned the dried blood from his face, trimmed nothing, not even the long beard he had grown in captivity. He looked different now. Older. Sharper. His eyes glowed faintly with violet energy.

“Levi,” Sabrin said softly, “you are safe. You are home.”

He blinked in confusion. “Home?”

Sabrin nodded. “You are one of our most loyal and most powerful soldiers. Your true name is Levi Steelman. You serve Mars—and you serve our queen.”

Levi stared at her. “Why can I… do all these things? Why did those people call me ‘Prime Supernatural’?”

At this, Sabrin’s expression changed. She stepped closer, lowering her voice as though revealing something sacred.

“All Martians and all Earthborn supernaturals possess a core, Levi. These cores give us abilities—fire, teleportation, telekinesis, electricity, strength. But your core…” she placed a hand on the glass tube he had been trapped in earlier, “…is different.”

Levi felt his heartbeat louder.

“You possess the Prime Core,” she explained. “The only core in existence that can permanently copy any other ability. Anything you touch, anything that strikes you, any supernatural energy you encounter—it becomes yours forever.”

Levi stared at his hands, almost afraid of them.

Sabrin continued, “But even your core is not the strongest.”

He looked up sharply. “It’s not?”

“No,” she said. “The strongest core ever created is mine—the Genesis Core. The first core. The source of all others.”

Levi didn’t know whether to feel threatened or honored.
All he knew was that his entire identity had shifted again.

Sabrin rested a hand on his shoulder—not warmly, but reassuringly.
“Come. The Queen has waited for you.”

They walked through a long golden corridor, red banners hanging from the ceiling. Guards bowed as Levi passed.

When the doors to the throne room opened, Levi froze.

Queen Jane Li stood at the center—short blonde hair, brown eyes warm and alive. She wore ceremonial armor that shimmered like starlight. When her eyes met Levi’s, a wave of emotion crossed her face, softening her royal composure.

“Levi,” she breathed.

Before he could speak, Jane stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him—not as a ruler embracing a soldier—but as someone who had been afraid of losing a person she trusted deeply.

“You’re okay,” she said, her voice shaking with relief. “I’m so happy.”

Levi stiffened for a moment, confused… then something clicked inside him. A buried instinct. A familiar sense of loyalty. He hugged her back, not remembering the past, but feeling the weight of it.

“I’m here,” he said quietly.

Jane stepped back, hands on his shoulders, smiling.
“You are the soldier I trust the most, Levi Steelman. And now that you’ve returned… we can finally begin.”

Levi didn’t know what she meant.
He only knew one thing:

He belonged here.

Or at least… that was what they wanted him to believe.