"No? What do you mean no!?" She asked, the woman having raised her voice. Looking at the hero who stood in front of her desk.

Savior people called him, a man wielding the power of fury. But as time went on he grew tired. Tired of sacrificing so much for people who weren't even bothered to be half grateful. Just because 'he'll just save us again.' But they were wrong.

"Are you blind or something? I nearly died! Four times because of following your orders!" He said, raising his voice like she had done. The only difference was that he sounded fed up, sad and desperate almost for an out to this torment.

"But I can't- can I?... I can't die..." His voice shook slightly. Taking a shaky breath, before he pushed himself to continue-

"It doesn't matter, how many times I save people. Or how many times I do the right thing... Because you don't care if I leave the scene on a stretcher half dead."

"Savior please- of course I care. I've cared since you walked through that door!"

"Oh really? Then I'm sure you'll care when I leave-"

With that said Savior turned his back on her, heading for the office door.

"Savior! If you walk out that door-" She said, walking around her desk to try meet him.

"For the last time...It's. Sebastian!!" Taking his chance to leave as the door slammed behind him.

It was like she had forgotten; he was human at the end of the day. That he had an actual name and better things to do then play hero. That he too had people he cared about, but he wouldn't put himself through it if it meant they would be worried.

He stripped himself of his hero costume when he walked into an empty bathroom stall. Putting on civilian attire and dumping the costume into the trash. Not looking back as he left the building.