Who are we? Are we simply what others want us to be? Are we destined to a fate beyond our control? Or can we evolve? Become something more?
The mind of a psychic is a fragile thing. It takes only the slightest tap to tip it in the wrong direction.
Sometimes you want to believe people are something that they are not. And then, by the time you realize who they are, it’s too late.
I know who I am now. I am not simply what others want me to be. I am not destined to a fate I can’t control. I evolved beyond this world. This is not the end of me, or the X-Men. It’s a new beginning.
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This whole time, we’ve been trying to protect these kids from the world, when really, we should’ve been protecting them from you.[to Charle]
The women are always saving the men around here. You might wanna think about changing the name to X-Women.