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Arome listened intently, his mind racing with the revelation of Mistress Blight-Soul's tragic past. As the bitter truth of her family's betrayal and the harsh sacrifices she made came to light, it was clear to him why she harbored such deep-seated anger and a thirst for vengeance. The room seemed to grow colder as her tale of sorrow and deceit unfolded, leaving a palpable tension in the air. The twisted dynamics of her family, the manipulation, and the dark curses that plagued their lineage painted a grim picture of a legacy tainted by suffering and loss. Her resolve to exact retribution on those who had wronged her was evident in her hardened gaze, and for a moment, Arome felt a pang of sympathy for the woman who had endured so much. Yet, he knew that her pain had driven her to the brink of madness, and the path she had chosen was one of destruction. The atmosphere was heavy with unspoken emotions, and as the silence stretched, it was Astra who broke it, her voice trembling but deter
Superhero Manager System Skeleton Key
Marisa broke the sound barrier, moving with such velocity that she released a shockwave, which completely demolished the cafeteria. Arome's eyes widened in astonishment, not only due to Marisa's extraordinary power and speed but also because Mistress Blight-Soul had halted her extremely powerful sister with just a single palm. Upon closer inspection, Arome observed a faint haze mere inches above Mistress Blight-Soul's palm, indicative of the technique used to stop Marisa's assault. It was evident that their abilities nullified each other; Marisa possessed the capacity to alter the molecular density of her body, while the Mistress could modify and manipulate the molecular density of objects within her surroundings. This illustrated the extent of her mastery, as she could even alter the composition of air.The clash between the two powerful sisters created an atmosphere charged with raw, pulsating energy that sent shivers down Arome's spine. Mistress Blight-Soul's dark ambition to summo
Superhero Manager System Battle!
As Arome's lifeless body hit the ground, the atmosphere shifted, charged with the aftermath of his sacrificial act. Astra felt the oppressive weight lift from her mind, the fog that had clouded her thoughts dissipating as Luna's essence surged back with renewed vigor. Mistress Blight-Soul's scream of rage echoed through the shattered cafeteria, her plans now in disarray. Marisa seized the opportunity, her eyes blazing with determination as she bypassed the remaining barriers and launched herself at her twin, her strikes now more focused and precise. The demons, momentarily disoriented by the collapse of the binding spell, faltered in their attack, giving Astra and Theo a precious moment to regroup. With Luna's strength fortifying her, Astra locked eyes with her mother, her resolve unyielding. This was their chance; the delicate balance of power had shifted, and with unity and resilience, they could turn the tide of this cosmic confrontation. As the battle roared on, the siblings knew
Superhero Manager System Arcane Bolt
Alonso’s power was a bit confusing for Arome to understand. He could not tell if the man’s power came from the power gene or he was a mystic and had significant mastery of the magic of summoning. It didn’t matter too much to him anyways, he had already used a defense card to defend, perhaps it was time to see what his attack cards could do in this situation.[1 E Rank Attack Card Has Been Used! Psychic Spike power has been used!]Alonso let out a scream of pain from the surge of pain that tore through his brain. It was not so significant that it brought him to his knees, but there was enough power behind the attack to make him feel as if he just developed a sudden migraine. Arome noticed his magical circles and portals sputtering, losing their form for a few moments as Alonso tried to reorient himself after the psychic attack he had just received. The man stumbled backwards, giving Arome the time he needed to cross the distance between them, jumping as he smashed a knee into his face.
Superhero Manager System Old Acquaintance
Alonso displayed a malevolent and angry smirk. He felt content, having successfully lured Arome out of hiding by disparaging his mother. Arome had always been intolerant of anyone maligning his parents, particularly his mother. Given the sorrow he had already caused her, he could not bear to see someone else dishonor her with such words. Despite the anger in his heart, Arome needed to consider one crucial fact.“You know my mother?” Arome asked with no small amount of confusion.Alonso chuckled, as he spread his hands in a flourish. “I don't know that cowardly bitch, well not personally anyways. But we went to the same mystic coven, studied magic under the watchful eyes of the most powerful mystic on earth. She was offered a chance to gain his legacy, but the coward ran away to go be a wife and a mother...unfortunately her dream of becoming a queen was turned to smoke by giving birth to such a useless son. No one denies the Tenebris Unum (Dark One) and goes Scot free.”There were too
Superhero Manager System Blood Song
With a final surge of energy, Arome closed the distance between them, his steps echoing with purpose and wrath. Alonso's breaths grew ragged, his body betraying the exhaustion and injuries he had sustained. Just as Alonso reached for the door to the foyer, Arome lunged forward, his blade slicing through the air with lethal precision. The steel met flesh with a sickening crunch, and Alonso's scream was cut short as the sword pierced his heart. The summoner collapsed to the ground, his lifeblood pooling around him, his eyes wide with shock and disbelief. Arome stood over him, chest heaving, the adrenaline still coursing through his veins as he gazed upon the fallen adversary. The battle was over, but the war within Arome's soul had only just begun. He knew that the answers he sought—the truth about his mother, his powers—lay somewhere beyond this fight, in the shadows of the past and the light of the future.Alonso's death was surprisingly uneventful, considering the trouble he caused.
Superhero Manager System Lion Star
It took a few seconds for what Arome had said to Luna to sink in. Even Master Blight Herat was confused, his eyes inexplicably drawn to the massive halo of energy around Arome. The mane of his lion helm fluttered in he air behind him, stretched out for meters into the air to look like a horrifying specter of death. His helmet was already without power, but the blackness in its visor made Arome seemed even more dangerous than he already was. The sight of this man, looking every bit like the animal he embodied, made Blight Heart hesitate. It was as if he was standing face to face with a real apex predator, a true lion. Light and energy coalesced into the shape of snarling white lion with blue highlights, flecks of it attached to the Lion’s illusory mane. Luna waved her hands as a massive shard of glass appeared in front of Arome. He pulled back, Master Blight-Heart’s eyes widening slowly as the wall behind him was smashed through, Marisa and the mistress tumbling out into the foyer, b
Superhero Manager System Undeniable
No one looked more confused than Mistress Blight-Soul herself, it was as if she had been handed a dangerous wild animal and she had absolutely no idea what to do with it. Even as she let out small sounds of shock and protest, but no matter what she did, she could not pull away from Luna.“You said it yourself Nyssa, I could carry a child to term, but I could never conceive. Luna, Astra, Theo and Theodora…all of them. They’re your children too. Your womb gave them life, it was just my body’s job to carry them for you. If you check, their DNA matches yours than they do mine. So you would have been sacrificing your own daughter to demons, and trying to corrupt your own son. I know I have done many things wrong, and hurt you…but you’re going to have to live with that for the rest of your life.”As Marisa spoke, there was an increasing look of horror on Mistress Blight-Soul’s face. Arome did not think it was wise for them to pile the woman with so many emotional shocks, especially not when
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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
