On April 15, 1900, Edith ceased to be human in the strictest sense of the word.
On July 15, 2018, in the morning sunlight, Edith was out for a jog when she met him, someone else who couldn't strictly be considered human. Only he was far more impressive than her, who was pretty much a lightweight, in every way.
In this world full of superpowers, Edith found a kind of liberation. Ordinary mutants could still make the news now and then by saving the world. As for mutants created by humans, as long as they lived quietly and didn't cause trouble, it wasn't hard to live an ordinary life among ordinary people. If she hadn't walked into that alley at that particular time that day and found the man lying on the ground in a tattered red suit, Edith probably would have lived a dull, uneventful life right up to the day she died.
"So, Wade, thank you for saving me from my miserable existence, showing me the colors of the world again, and making me grateful that the blood still flows through my body and that I can still feel the warmth of being loved." (Read in a flat, dramatic voice.)
(Behind the scenes)
Wade: I had no idea my sweet little Edith thought so highly of me~ (Covers his face, bashfully.)
Edith (packing up): Stop indulging in your ridiculous fantasies, Wade! This is what the blurb calls for. I'm doing this for a living, okay?
Wade: Speaking of food, let's get Mexican tonight. I recently found a place that's seriously, absolutely, insanely delicious!
Edith: Huh? Weren't we going for Chinese tonight? I already made a reservation.
Wade: Come on, let's go eat! (He takes Edith by the hand and leads her out of the recording booth.)
Author: Uh, we haven't finished recording the lines yet...
This is a story about a heroine who became a mutant through questionable means (and serves as the wisecracking commentator), and an unconventional antihero who believed a television prediction, went off alone to cause a huge commotion in [REDACTED], and nearly starved to death on the street.
