Shuri closed her eyes, the sound of the movie's soundtrack—a mix of haunting Mayan chants and Wakandan funeral dirges—filling the silent lab. She didn't need to watch the end to know what happened. She lived it. She had donned the suit, she had fought the K’uk’ulkan, and she had chosen mercy over vengeance. She hit Delete .
"Are you going to be a noble king like your brother," the digital image of Killmonger seemed to ask, "or are you going to take care of business?" Black Panther Wakanda Forever (2022).mp4
The screen flickered with the vibrant purples of the Heart-Shaped Herb, now extinct. She watched the digitized memory of her brother, T’Challa, his smile preserved in high-definition pixels that felt cruelly out of reach. Outside the lab, the rhythmic drumming of the Dora Milaje echoed against the vibranium walls, a constant reminder that the world didn't stop for grief. Shuri closed her eyes, the sound of the