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Suddenly, the base’s proximity alarms blared. A massive Gwishin omnic had breached the coastal perimeter. Hana didn't hesitate. She kicked the chip bag aside and vaulted into the pilot’s seat.

Inside the hangar, her pink mech, Tokki, stood like a silent sentinel. Hana sat on the edge of the open cockpit, her legs dangling, a half-empty bag of Nano Cola chips beside her. She was scrolling through old military archives, her eyes bleary from the blue light of her holographic interface. General_-_Butch_-_Overwatch_-_D.Va_Hana_Song_-_...

she said, snapping a selfie with the explosion in the background. "GG." Suddenly, the base’s proximity alarms blared

The neon lights of Busan never truly slept, but for —known to the world as D.Va —the silence of the MEKA base at 3:00 AM was the only time she felt like herself. She kicked the chip bag aside and vaulted

"System's checked! Ready for combat!" she chirped, the familiar HUD lighting up her face.

Hana paused the video. She looked at her own hands, calloused from years of pro-gaming controllers and flight sticks. Butch had been looking for someone like her decades before she was even born.