With a perfectly timed Self-Destruct, the Gwishin was reduced to scrap metal. As Hana stood amidst the cooling wreckage, waiting for her new mech to be air-dropped, she looked up at the moon. The legacy of General Butch wasn't in the files or the steel—it was in the pulse of the pilot who refused to back down.
That’s when she saw it: a classified file labeled General_-_Butch_-_Overwatch_-_D.Va_Hana_Song_-_...
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. With a perfectly timed Self-Destruct, the Gwishin was
As she boosted out of the hangar and into the rainy night, she felt a strange connection to the old General. He had envisioned a future where the pilot was the heart of the machine. As she dove into the fray, weaving through a hail of missiles with the precision of a Grandmaster, Hana whispered to herself, "Watch this, General. I'm playing to win." That’s when she saw it: a classified file
Hana’s brow furrowed. She had heard rumors of the "General," a legendary commander from the early days of the Omnic Crisis who had advocated for pilot-sync technology long before the MEKA unit was officially formed. Butch wasn't just a strategist; he was a pioneer of the "Aggressive Defense" doctrine that Hana now lived by.