“I’ve lost count of how many variations of New York I jumped to out in the multiverse, and not one of them was some pure utopia. Mine is no different.”

Miguel had taken it upon himself to try and make things better when he decided to revive his mantle. The city was his home, and that comes with a fondness and protective feelings for it.

“Downtown may not get a lick of sunlight from the geodesic plates overhead, but the best food is still there in all the noise. An Uptowner that turns a blind eye doesn’t know what they’re missing.”

It’s him, he was the Uptowner. Before the accident uprooted his life and opened his eyes.

“For someone from the past, it’d probably be more familiar than anything up top.”