The scene was not unfamiliar.
Toppled buildings framed the site where a tremendous battle had taken place, chunks of the kid known as 'Demon Cyborg' no doubt strewn about its center.
But it felt different. Wrong.
The hero Saitama began to pass buildings and streets with human-sized holes crushed into them, a foreign and terrifying emotion driving his legs to move faster.
"Genos?" he called, voice wavering somewhat.
"-sei.." A broken noise came from underneath a stack of destroyed pavement to his right. The relieved sigh that came from Saitama could have toppled a tree.
"Genos! Hold on, I got ya!" the man promised as he began to dig, irritated that his sense of dread was not diminishing. Each piece of the cyborg he uncovered was carefully set aside until Saitama caught the flash of a yellow iris among the blackness and dunked his hand into the crevice, pulled out what was left of the cyborg's head and spinal cord, and spread it out on the pavement.
"Let's get you to the doctor.." he mur