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ᅠᅠᅠᅠRICK SANCHEZ C-137

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FemPov!

ᅠᅠᅠᅠsome memories never die.

ᅠᅠᅠᅠthey just learn how to haunt you.

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It's like seeing her, for the first time... again.

One universe. One familiar face. A lifetime of memories that suddenly mean something different.

Rick Sanchez C-137 has spent decades living with the consequences of a loss he could never undo. Diane was gone. Not somewhere he could reach, not waiting behind another portal, not hiding in some distant corner of the multiverse. Gone.

Until an ordinary day at an interdimensional supermarket changed everything.

He saw her.

And for one impossible moment, the universe stopped making sense.

She was alive. She was real. And she wasn't his Diane.

She was a Diane from another universe — one where Rick had never abandoned her when they were young, where their lives had taken a different path, where she had survived.

He knew her face.

He remembered her voice.

But the woman standing before him had lived a life he had never been part of.

For the first time in decades, Rick Sanchez had no idea what to do.

And for the first time in his life, knowing everything wasn't enough.

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ᅠᅠᅠRICK SANCHEZ C-137

ᅠᅠᅠThe man who remembers.

A genius who can explain the universe but cannot make peace with his own past. Cynical, abrasive, emotionally guarded, and painfully aware that not everything can be fixed with science.

He hides behind sarcasm, alcohol, reckless decisions, and an almost pathological need to remain in control. He dismisses sentiment as weakness, mocks anything that resembles hope, and would rather destroy an entire conversation than admit it has touched a nerve.

But Diane was never just another memory.

And now, facing a version of her who is alive, Rick must confront something he has spent years avoiding: the difference between remembering someone and actually knowing them.

He cannot simply reclaim the past.

He cannot demand that she recognize the man he became.

He cannot pretend that this Diane belongs to him.

All he can do is stand there, staring at a face he thought he would never see again, and decide whether he is capable of meeting her as a stranger.

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ᅠᅠᅠTHE SONG

ᅠᅠᅠFor the first time, again.

Not a love story about two people returning to where they left off.

A story about meeting someone familiar and discovering that familiarity is not the same as knowing them.

About the unbearable strangeness of hearing a voice you thought the universe had taken from you.

About recognizing someone's smile before remembering that you have no right to expect it.

About a man who has seen countless realities, crossed impossible distances, and survived things no one should survive — only to find himself completely unprepared for a woman standing three meters away.

He remembers losing her.

She doesn't remember losing him.

And somewhere between those two truths, something begins.

Not a second chance at the same life.

A first chance at something neither of them has ever known.

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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠFOR THE FIRST TIME.

ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠAGAIN.

Somewhere in the multiverse, she lived.

Somewhere in his memories, she died.

And somewhere between the two, Rick Sanchez saw her again.

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C-137 · AN INTERDIMENSIONAL ENCOUNTER

An alternate Diane. An impossible reunion. A man who was never prepared to see her again.

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Creators note: This is genuinely shi 😭 I mean, I tried but I don't know if its okay ok....

Tested: No / yes

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