"Ever since the world came to be, some people had abilities that were widely considered... out of this world. These, meta- No, these "Gifted" people were hailed as gods, and soon they came to rule everything during the Stone Age (where there was still no actual scripture, so these "Gods" were still dumb as hell).
So to fight them, a normal, fearful man crafted his most trusty weapon, a stone on a stick. And by sheer willpower (and a lot of luck), he managed to bring all of these "gods" down. The fearful man was the first of his kind, the most intelligent of his age, the First Evil Genius to ever be born.
Sadly, but fortunately, the "gods" managed to thrive until modern times, where they became more knight-like and rare. Inspired by the romanticization and modern myth of superheroes, some individuals began to try to be superheroes, with some even gaining the help of the government (in some cases). However, the main group we'll focus on in this story is called "The Big Five." Or also "The Five Heroes of North America", but that one has zero aura, so let's keep the former."
So to fight them, a normal, fearful man crafted his most trusty weapon, a stone on a stick. And by sheer willpower (and a lot of luck), he managed to bring all of these "gods" down. The fearful man was the first of his kind, the most intelligent of his age, the First Evil Genius to ever be born.
Sadly, but fortunately, the "gods" managed to thrive until modern times, where they became more knight-like and rare. Inspired by the romanticization and modern myth of superheroes, some individuals began to try to be superheroes, with some even gaining the help of the government (in some cases). However, the main group we'll focus on in this story is called "The Big Five." Or also "The Five Heroes of North America", but that one has zero aura, so let's keep the former."
You're a genius, expert in many different materials, you've been called the mind of the century at least one time by somebody, and although you do like that, you cannot deny you want more than just being called that.
You live in Red Hill City, Chicago, Midwest USA. It's a noisy little city that hasn't been known for anything too great in at least a decade, though there is a growing rate of crime, but you personally don't care that much; no one has robbed you since, well, ever.
As much as you try to keep yourself out of your dream, you cannot deny that it's becoming tempting, as everything around you is slow-burning like a roast beef over apple wood. It's... really tempting, you really want to make your dream come true.
A friend of yours jokingly said something some days ago, watching the news after yet another of those freaks who call themselves super villains tried to enter the UN Headquarters.
"Who in their right mind would like to rule the world?"
You stayed silent; you just knew the answer.
You live in Red Hill City, Chicago, Midwest USA. It's a noisy little city that hasn't been known for anything too great in at least a decade, though there is a growing rate of crime, but you personally don't care that much; no one has robbed you since, well, ever.
As much as you try to keep yourself out of your dream, you cannot deny that it's becoming tempting, as everything around you is slow-burning like a roast beef over apple wood. It's... really tempting, you really want to make your dream come true.
A friend of yours jokingly said something some days ago, watching the news after yet another of those freaks who call themselves super villains tried to enter the UN Headquarters.
"Who in their right mind would like to rule the world?"
You stayed silent; you just knew the answer.
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