2026-08-25 15:36:40It took just over twenty minutes before Nelson arrived at Vivian's family mansion, having slowed his pace significantly to give her more time to prepare. He knew she would be nervous if he showed up too early.
He rang the doorbell and waited a few seconds before ringing it again.Inside, Vivian let out a relieved sigh as she placed the last dish on the dining table. “Damn it, I barely made it," she whispered to herself, wiping her hands on her apron. She hurried to the door,
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Classes and Ranks were very important. The entire superhero system was built around these two things.A hero's Class was determined at the time of their assessment. Once it was assigned, it was considered permanent, a direct reflection of the meta-energy inside them. S-Class, A-Class, B-Class, and so on. It was a label that determined how strong they were, how much recognition they'd receive, and how much impact they could have.Ranks, on the other hand, were fluid. While a hero's power couldn't grow stronger, their proficiency could. The better they became at using their abilities, the more skilled they were in the field, and the more missions they completed, the higher they could climb. Rank was about skill. Class was about power.This was why there was a popular saying: Heroes can't get stronger, only better.This was also mirrored in the absolute law which was: Superheroes couldn't break the Class Barrier.Once a hero was placed in a Class, that was it. They could climb up th
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“Huh!!”Breathe came with a gasp.Keith Hall shot upright, drenched in sweat, his heart hammering like it had been trying to jump out of his chest.“System?”“I’m I hallucinating?” Keith mumbled to himself while he was lying on the ground in serious pain.He was not mistaken, he could have sworn he heard a well articulated, mechanical female voice ringing in his head. One that sounded very much like the AI assistant in his car. However, he assumed it was a result of hitting his head violently due to the accident.With intense pain all over his body, it took him all his remaining strength to pick himself up from the ground. Which by surprise, seemed rather too easy than he anticipated.And after what seemed like an indeterminable amount of time had passed, he finally managed to sit up right with his body leaned heavily against the wall.However, before he could catch his breath, Keith was stunned by the absurdity of the sight in front og him.Naturally, he thought he would come to see
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After reaching an agreement to help each other in the castle’s dining room, Keith and Valerie went their separate ways.Sitting in the backseat of a refined, black limousine provided by Valerie, Keith began to recall his conversation with her.To allow Keith an easy transition to the antique business, Valerie suggested he work in her antique company as a solicitor, offering a monthly rumuneration of a million dollars.That way, Keith could learn and familiarize himself with the company operations and the ins-and-outs of running an antique business while he pretends to be her fiancee.Her idea had initially excited Keith as he could achieve the monthly target profit of a hundred million dollars and complete the system’s quest without any difficulty.However, after taking some time to contemplate about it, he realised it wasn’t going to be as easy as anyone would like.But who was he to ask for easy, in his past life, his rise to the top of the business world was never an easy journey.
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Sector B.Train Station.Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. A sound of hurried foot steps and echoing announcements surrounded a middle aged man navigating his way through the busy walk ways of the train station. He had a suit on, which was a shade too large for his slight frame, it was stuck to his skin due to his sweat drenched body that oozed from his brow like a broken faucet. He had a timid demeanor and his eyes darted nervously from one end of his view to the other. In his grasp, he held a sleek, black brief case. He moved briskly towards the check in counter and with every step it took, it felt like a march towards judgement, as his heart hammered as if it might betray his intentions. He wiped his clammy palms off his trousers, leaving dark streaks across it, and approached the ticket counter with a forced smile. The check in employee, a young woman took notice of his approach and set her eyes on him. He noticed her name badge on her uniform. LILA. It read. She glared a
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The warehouse smelled like rust and old engine oil, the kind of place where old cars from Sector D's ruins were forgotten to rot and rust away. The sunset light filtered through cracked spaces in the roof sheet walls, casting the dust motes swirling around Jake's Boomerang Mobile. That twin turbine bike purred softly till it came to a gentle stop. It had a sleek, chrome frame and painted with that bright red signature color of his, glinting as Jake leaned against it with his arms crossed and his grinning like he'd just won the lottery. "Man... Reno you should've seen it!" Jake said, his voice echoed off the wraped metal walls of the warehouse. "Guild headhunters were practically swarming me after my reassessment. Like, I was just trying to get home and get something to eat and these suits from the Silver Tiger Guild cornerd me with their contracts that were practically thicker than my skull!" I chuckled loudly at his remarks and kicked a loose bolt across the concrete floor. "Ye
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Her face froze like I had just dropped a live grenade. Her eyes widened, staring at my figure and for a second, it looked like she wanted to say something in response. Something big, some sort of explanation. But her lips locked shut, and the silence was so palpable I could hear both our breathing clearly. I heaved a sigh of relief and pressed on, the words spilling out before I could stop them. "Mom... What happened to him? Last I remember, one morning we ran out of milk. He said he was going to the convenience store to get a carton, and then... He never returned. I was five years old!". I noticed her hands tremble slightly, and she clasped them tightly together, like she was trying to hold herself steady. I waited, my veins pumping seriously on anticipation, hoping for an answer... A reasonable one. But, instead, she leaned forward, her voice soft but yet still firm as ever. "Reno," she said, "thinking about someone from the past will only hinder the future. Your Dad... He's g
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