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Superhero Manager System Suited Up
“Are you ready to leave?” Arome was pulled out of the depths of his thoughts by Luna. She was dressed in one piece body suit. It hugged her curves and accented her body at a level he had never thought possible. The suit was white with gold highlights, but had a cape that flowed out of her shoulders and had a hood attached to it too. She had on boots that seemed to not only be steel toes but we’re reinforced and augmented with metal fillings in different parts of it. It made her boots a sturdy piece of weaponry, and considering Luna’s power was the ability to manipulate matter, this was saying something. Her boots could be anything she willed them to become.Arome noticed that she held in her hands a mask similar to his helmet. But this was just a full-face mask. Unlike the rest of her get up, her mask was actually a pitch black with dots on it that made it seemed as if you were looking at eyes in the night sky. But still his eyes kept roaming down to her body, and he’d rather not be
Superhero Manager System Ceberus And His Test
Arome might have been complaining, but he still jumped regardless. And not a moment too soon as the two clones of Ceberus had reached him at that exact moment. But it was obvious these hounds were not willing to let him go. The Ceberus clones jumped after him, with one of them keeping from railing to railing in order to keeping. It’s balance. The other just threw caution out of the wind and angled it’s massive body as it chased Arome down multiple floors. The Mad Lion in the other hand was extremely accommodating, he welcomed Ceberus attack, all he had on his mind right now was a bit of payback after the brutal death he had experienced at the jaws of this demon. He pulled his sword out and twisted his body as he used Heavy Blow. The sword developed a shimmering blue haze as it sliced through the middle head of the Ceberus, the demon’s own Inertia carrying its towards as the sword sliced it in half, like a knife through butter. Even as he fell, Arome was showered with gore, the bloo
Superhero Manager System Into The Fray I
There was a service entrance that led to the reception on the left, and then another to the right that led God knows where. But considering that was the direction Astra was looking it, it seemed that would be the path they had to take. Arome took point, all he had left was his handgun, and even that had limited amount of bullets. So he was going to have to make sure every single shot counted. But against the untrained good of Blight Heart and Blight Soul, he might not even need the gun at all. Nevertheless it was wise to be prepared and ready, and In a case like this, it meant Arome could splurge a bit from his system store. There was no booster for his Physique, which was what he needed the most right now. But he could still purchase the attack and defense cards.E Rank Manager Store• Defense Card: 3 Points• Attack Card: 3 points• Presence Booster: 10 Points• Charm Booster: 10 Points• Intellect Booster: 15 Points•
Superhero Manager System Into The Fray II
Luna it seems as a lot more ruthless and ferocious than her sister. The massive metal spike broke into hundreds of smaller pieces, and blasted outwards, similar to a shotgun’s buck shots. Screams filled the air as close to half a dozen cultists crashed to the ground. Many of them were already dead, the others were severely injured and wished they were dead. Nevertheless they had both set the tone, and Arome was remiss to be left behind. He stepped into the hallway, two cultists turned and took to their heels. Arome let out two bullets, taking them both at the back of their necks, before they crashed to the ground.Arome rushed forwards, ignoring the cries of the cultists that had been injured as he pulled out his blade. Perhaps there was no need for him to go ahead, but he was the vanguard. And it was rapidly starting to look like Luna and Astra never needed him in the first place. At the end of the hallway we’re a single doorway. Without a doubt he was sure the Blights or more of the
Superhero Manager System Resemblance
Arome was not interested in being a Blight. But the choice of what he wanted or what he wanted to do was completely out of his hand. They stepped into a cafeteria where close to a dozen clones of Ceberus were busy doing whatever. The moment Arome stepped in, All dozen three headed giant hounds turned to look in their direction. Even a fool could see that his eyes, as many of them as they were, was focused solely and only on Arome. Mistress Blight-Soul noticed, a horrifying smile crossed her face. Arome frowned as he shifted his eyes to another spot, where he noticed Astra’s brother Theo being forced fed steak that looked like it had barely sat in a pot and was still dripping blood. Based on the horrified look on the boy’s face, Arome could tell, he had no particular love for the bloody meat being shoved into his mouth, worse because it looks like the sliced of breast of man.Arome did not hesitate. If it was death, then he was ready for it. But he would not let anyone force such a tra
Superhero Manager System Secrets
Arome had no idea how to answer that question, and that was simply because even he had no idea what secret he seems to be hiding. But ultimately it wasn’t a question he was asked in order for him to give answers. He kept quiet as he watched both Blights, exchange a small smile. Mistress Blight-Soul turned away from Arome as she faced Astra. She gave her a small smile then reached out the caress the side of her face. A haunted and sad look seemed to cross her face for a few moments, before she pulled her hand back, when Astra wouldn’t stop glaring at her.“You know it hurts to see you looking at me like this Astra. Not when I brought you into this world, not when I’m your real mother and all Marisa did was steal everything, I ever cared about away from me.” Arome raised an eyebrow then turned to look at Astra who had a confused expression on her face. Suddenly the Intercom came alive, and Marisa Boyce’s tired yet frantic voice came through. Without a doubt that was a red flag for Arome
Superhero Manager System Testing The Waters
“Well where do I start from, right! Cursed. Do you know that our family is descended from the first recorded super. Not officially anyways, our ancestors were a result of a dalliance with a manager, the first manager I might add. But none of that matters, can you remember the ability the first recorded super had?”“Anybody? Nobody? Oh come on there’s no need to be dull. We’re learning something amazing today! Our history and where we come from. You should be happy.” Arome had to fight the urge to roll his eyes from Mistress Blight-Soul’s attempt to turn her kidnapping into a study session. He turned to Astra, she was still looking weak and breathing heavily. The way she was looking, it was like she could drop dead at any second.“Can you please undo whatever it is your doing to her? She looks like her heart’s about to stop.” Arome interrupted Mistress Blight-Soul to point at Astra. It was an act that succeeded to shock not just everyone present, but even Arome himself. His thoughts an
Superhero Manager System The Big Secret
"We are direct descendants of the first superhuman. Interestingly, he was also a twin. He and his twin brother were the pioneers in developing the power gene. Their powers were intrinsically linked, reflecting each other perfectly. The first and the second possessed the abilities to alter their own molecular density and the molecular density of other objects, respectively. My sister Marisa's ability enables her to fly, exhibit extraordinary strength, and possess a durability akin to that of solid rock."“The same abilities as the first superhuman. And me? Well, I can alter the molecular density of any object in my immediate environment. Even the air can be shaped into a weapon, if I so chose. So, it’s a recurring theme with our family, the first born of his direct line re always twins. And just like his brother and himself. The direct descendants of the first super manifest abilities that deal only with the control and manipulation of matter. Which is why they both had a set of extra
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Advancement!
“Is this it? This is where we’re going to be staying while here? It’s ugly.” Luna voice rang out from ahead of Arome, but he paid her no need as he moved around the abandoned club. For the duration of the time that they’ll be in San-Franmikyo, this place would serve as their base of operations. Arome was lucky he found the place, it had extra rooms a dance floor that Arome would transform into a lavish living room in the coming days.There were extra rooms that had probably seen the wrong sort of use in the past. But after cleaning up a bit they’re shouldn’t be a problem from the building to host all five of them. Amina and her brother Amina were always intended to be Arome’s personal life guards from the moment he had been born. His mother was insisted they remain with him, and that was how Arome decided instead of them just being bodyguards, they would serve as heroes of his agency themselves.[You Have Signed Two More Heroes and Taken further steps into becoming the ultimate manag
The First Mission
While construction was still ongoing on their base, Arome decided he needed to get in on the action. He was getting tired of waiting around and playing politics. As it was he had already sent Aunty Kemi back home, she was the head of the temple guards and had duties she needed to handle. Plus, she could not refute an order from his father, so she left with the crown prince.Arome gritted his teeth. His father being the crown prince was a title that was just there for show. He shook his head, there was no need to dwell on anything other than what was in front of him, and that was choosing the first mission that their team would have to deal with.Arome sat at his cluttered desk, a holographic catalog shimmering in front of him. The digital pages flipped silently, revealing detailed profiles of the world's most notorious villains. Each entry was accompanied by high-resolution images, crime statistics, and a dossier of their known powers and abilities.He scrolled past images of menacing
The Way Of Art
Somewhere In San-FranmikyoGrand States of Merica.Domingo Yen was many things, but a supervillain was not one of them. Those freakshows in their edgy costumes and self-righteousness, existed to make life miserable for everyone. They took away valuable artistic materials, these bastards done know they kill too much with their fights. They did not leave enough skin and concrete for his artful carvings to come to life.“Ahhh, I hate supervillains so much. They ruin all my materials.”“If you’re not a supervillain then what are you, asshole! a serial killer?”Domingo Yen turned onto the secluded street near the bay. He could hear the sound and spray of the sea, a powerful natural force that moved through everything. This inspired him greatly.He was dressed in his samurai kimono, his chest bare to the world and crisscrossed with garish scars that could haunt the dreams of the most resilient warrior. The oni mask on his face hung crooked to one side, exposing enough of his face and single
The Offer II
Arome gave an annoyed look to the glass that had just poisoned him, the secretary even continued to drink leisurely from his, acting unbothered. But nevertheless, everything this man just said has him more than a little worried. A virus that only this ability can heal, he found it hard to believe. There was another angle at play here, and regardless of what threats or offers this man threw his way, Arome would never willingly throw himself into dying over and over again, not unless he had no other choice.“I’m afraid I can’t help your Mr. secretary. Since you’ve never experienced it before, and seeing how hard you are trying to avoid it, dying is not fun. And only a fool will completely subject himself to death repeatedly. You don’t have nearly enough money in your bank account to make me do this. In case you’ve forgotten, I am still a prince. Our kingdom might not be worth much out in the wider world and cosmos, but we are still reasonably self-sufficient. I have no need for money, s
The Offer
Arome came back alive, choking on his own blood. He quickly turned to the side where he disgorged the entire contents of his stomach, dry heaving and struggling to breathe with each cow clench of his stomach. His suit was bloodied and smelled rather foul, whatever it was this virus was, it seemed like it was specially designed for supers.“I have to say that I am surprised, I did not expect you to survive that. And if you can survive that, it seems it would take me blasting you to atoms in a nuclear chamber before I can end you for good. There’s no guarantee if I chuck you into the sun you will survive, that might even strengthen you, the sun is a star in the end.”Arome gave him the middle finger, as he got back up to his feet and stumbled towards the door, he needed to get the hell out of here before he would do something he’d regret.”“And where are you going?” The secretary asked, looking amused as Arome stumbled away from him.“Isn’t it obvious, I'm getting away from your psychot
The Teacher
Unfortunately, Arome could not escape the event as quickly as he had wanted to, not before he had a one-on-one meeting with the secretary of the UNCH. It was how Arome found himself following the Secretary’s secretary down an empty hallway before coming before a set of massive double doors. The secretary moved to the side and pointed at the door. It seems from here on out Arome would have to go by himself.Arome took a deep breath and pushed the doors open, stepping into a room that was a stark contrast to the dimly lit hallway. The secretary's office was a masterpiece of luxury and grandeur, a testament to the power and influence that the position held.The room was bathed in a warm, golden light that seemed to emanate from the crystal chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling, their prisms casting a delicate dance of light upon the intricately patterned marble floor. The walls were adorned with rich, dark wood paneling, each segment carved with meticulous detail, telling stories of
The Summon II
“By order of his majesty you are not return home and take on an official post.”Arome’s eyes took on a hard edge on that, he might have a lot of guilt towards his parents, but there was no love lost between him and his grandfather. Some of the worst things he has ever had to do, had come from his orders. His grandfather was a different kind of monster that no one in the whole kingdom could match up to. He was ready and willing to use anyone and anything to get what he wanted.“I’m afraid I will have to decline father. As you can see, I have commitments and an agency to run. Idu does not need me to take on any posts. Besides any post that I can take up has already been filled, the kingdom already has a crown prince in the process of carrying out his ten years of service. And I am not coming back so that I can play second fiddle to him and his bastard father1!”Arome’s father hissed in annoyance as he slammed his hands on the table in front of him, the sound so loud that Astra jumped in
The Summon I
Arome was not stupid, he had gone completely off the script that had been given to him by the UNCH. But he didn’t care either way, this was his way of showing them that he was playing along, but also a reminder that they did not own him, not anymore at least. And what was the worst they could do to him, kill him? The last people that had thought killing Arome would solve their problems, had ended up finding out the hard way that he was not so easily gotten rid of. But still he had been able to make an impact, the tabloids would have a field day with the announcement and the speech. Those who were smart enough would have noticed the careful placed barbs in his words, his subtle way of throwing shade at the UNCH. For sure they would notice it, and he knew there would be a reckoning coming from them. The only way to do so would be to get so much stronger they would not be able to do anything to him. But they won’t make any moves early on, of course he was sure they would try and sabotag
The Event III
Propaganda, politics, games the elite play with the lives of the common man. Arome was now firmly stepping into that world. He was no longer a teenager with bristling anger against the world. A boy who could only see everything that had happened to him as unfair as he asked repeatedly why his grandfather did not love him. A boy who grew up seeing his father take care of their people wholeheartedly, teaching lessons of kindness, responsibility and the upholding of traditions in order to honor your ancestors.But most importantly, living your life the right way so that the person you see in the mirror, was someone you could be proud of. Arome’s entire life has been one bad choice after the other. The military might have been his grandfather’s orders, a punishment for a Wayward prince absent the family bloodline, but he had chosen to stay there. His banishment had been from his grandfather’s court, not the kingdom, but his own anger and stubbornness drove him into a life that filled with
