Adamus groaned as his alarm went off, the sound piercing through his dreams. With a swift motion, he slammed his hand down to silence the ringing. Rubbing his face to shake off the last remnants of sleep, he sat up in bed.
"Wow, I feel really good today," he mumbled to himself, his mind still foggy from sleep. "Had a crazy dream."
With a sense of urgency, he jumped out of bed, his feet hitting the floor with purpose. "I gotta take a leak," he muttered, rushing towards the bathroom.
Meanwhile, downstairs, Almasa was already up and about, preparing for her day. As she descended the stairs, she called out, "Honey, I'm heading out early today. Breakfast is already ready. I'm so sorry for yelling at you. I'll see you later."
Adamus, halfway to the bathroom, shouted back, "Okay, that's fine. I'll make sure I catch the school bus and I your love YOU "
With a nod, Almasa left, leaving Adamus to finish his morning routine before tackling the day ahead. Adamus stood in the bathroom, water running as he splashed his face. His thoughts drifted as he wiped away the sleep from his eyes.
"Damn, after taking a leak, I don't remember my dream at all," he muttered to himself, a hint of frustration in his voice. "I guess it's true what people say, don't use the bathroom after you wake up or you're gonna forget your dream."
As he continued to wash his face, he glanced up at the mirror, only to freeze in surprise.
"Damn, I'm handsome," he chuckle, But as he scrutinized his reflection further, he noticed something odd. "What happened to the bruises on my face?" he wondered aloud, his brow furrowing in confusion. "Better question, why don't I have facial hair?" he mused, scratching his chin thoughtfully. "I'm about to graduate."
Adamus got his school stuff ready and descended the stairs, ready to start his day. On his way to the kitchen, he noticed the trash can brimming with waste. Without hesitation, he picked it up and headed outside towards the neighborhood trash dumpster.
"I do not want to touch that disgusting trashcan door," he muttered to himself, "Let me see if I can throw it over the top."
With a sudden burst of determination, Adamus hurled the trash bag upwards. To his utter amazement, the bag sailed effortlessly through the air, ghosting as it rose into the sky before vanishing from sight.
Adamus stared at his hand, then at the sky, then back at his hand, disbelief washing over his features. "There's no way it worked," he murmured, his heart racing with excitement. "I got powers."
With a surge of exhilaration, Adamus's whole body was enveloped in vibrant green energy as he leaped into the air, his heart pounding with the thrill of the moment. This time, he didn't just jump; he willed himself upward, defying gravity itself. The world around him blurred as he soared higher and higher, leaving the mundane behind.
"I've got powers!" he screamed, the wind whipping through his hair. The city below shrank to toy-sized proportions, and the rooftops became a patchwork quilt of memories. Adamus's breath caught as he glimpsed his school a tiny speck amidst the urban sprawl.
But then reality crashed in. Panic surged as he started to plummet, the wind howling past his ears. "Fly. Fly," he urged himself desperately, flapping his arms like a frantic bird. But his efforts were in vain.
his best efforts to regain control, he found himself hurtling towards the ground with terrifying speed. As Adamus hurtled towards the ground, panic clawed at his chest. With his mind racing and options dwindling, he spotted a flock of pigeons flying just below him. The earth rushed up to meet him, and he braced for impact, his heart pounding in his chest.
Instead of asphalt, he landed on something soft. The world smelled of coffee grounds and old newspapers. Adamus blinked, disoriented. He was sprawled amidst the trash cans, banana peels sticking to his School clothes
"Ouch," he groaned, realizing he'd crash-landed on the trash dumpster itself.
"Well," he muttered, pushing up from the heap of feathers and trash, "at least I didn't hurt any pigeons."
Adamus frantically dug through his pocket, his fingers searching for his phone. "I need to call Dylan to tell him what just happened," he muttered to himself. But then a better idea struck him. "Wait, even better. I'll just show up to his house."
An exciting grin spread across his face as he pondered his next move. "I wonder how fast I am," he mused, his excitement building at the thought of testing out his newfound abilities. Adamus thought to himself, "I was always one of the top five fastest kids in track."
With a swift motion, he planted one foot firmly in front of the other, his body pulsating with vibrant green energy. His muscles coiled like springs, ready to unleash their force. His stance was a portrait of readiness, one foot poised ahead while the other anchored him firmly to the ground. Every sinew of his body tensed with anticipation as he prepared to take off, the thrill of the challenge coursing through his veins.
As Adamus ran, his world became a blur of motion. Cars whizzed by in a kaleidoscope of vibrant colors, their shapes blending together as he dashed past them with the speed of lightning. People on the sidewalks were mere streaks of movement, their features obscured by the rush of wind.
The wind slapped at his face, a relentless force pushing against him, but Adamus pressed on with unyielding determination. With each powerful stride, he surged forward, moving faster than he ever imagined possible.
He weaved effortlessly between cars, his movements fluid and precise, like a bolt of lightning streaking through traffic. To bystanders, he was nothing more than a flash of color, a momentary blur that left them gaping in astonishment.
Conversations drifted by in fragmented whispers, the voices of passersby barely registering in Adamus's ears.
"Whoa, what was that?" someone exclaimed as he shot past, their words lost in the wind.
"The wind's pretty strong today," another voice remarked, but Adamus paid them no heed.
His focus was razor-sharp, his entire being consumed by the exhilarating rush of speed.
Then movement. A little girl darted into the street, chasing her ball. A car barreled toward her. Her parents, only a few steps away, screamed in terror.
In a heartbeat, Adamus veered sharply, green flames flaring around him. He scooped the girl into his arms, the emerald blaze wrapping her in safety as he spun away from the car. In the next instant, she was back in her parents' embrace.
"Thank you… but we can't afford it," her father stammered. "We don't have any superhero insurance. Please, don't penalize us."
"It's fine," Adamus said with a quick smile. "I'm just glad she's safe. I gotta go."
He was gone before they could reply.
A cat stuck high in a tree, rescued.
A building engulfed in flames, people carried to safety.
He helped wherever he could, one life at a time, until at last Dylan's house came into view.
Meanwhile, Dylan was in his room, surrounded by a multitude of PCs and strange animals in cages, like lizards. He glanced at the clock and muttered to himself, "I can't believe I overslept." With a sense of urgency, he busied himself stuffing books into his backpack, his mind still reeling from the events of the previous night. "I can't believe I overslept last night," he muttered, shaking his head in disbelief.
Top of Form
Suddenly, a series of loud bangs echoed through the room, causing Dylan to turn towards the window in surprise. "What is that?" he wondered aloud, his curiosity piqued. Opening the window, he was met with the unexpected sight of Adamus outside.
"What are you doing here?" Dylan asked, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. Adamus grinned eagerly, replying, "I have to show you something. Open the door. Actually, just come downstairs''
Dylan slammed the window shut and quickly made his way downstairs to meet Adamus at the door. As he approached, he couldn't help but ask, "How did you get here? My house is all the way at the end of District C. We don't even live in the same dome city. The one you live in is like 10 cities away."
Adamus's response was filled with excitement as he exclaimed, "I ran!" Dylan couldn't help but laugh. "That's impossible. Every District in The Grid spans about 15.5 billion light-years," Dylan continued, his voice resonating with the epic scale The size of their Country, The Grid. "And my house is roughly 86,881 miles away from yours."
Adamus took a moment to catch his breath, the enormity of the distance sinking in. "I know it took me about 1 hours to get here." As he gasped for air.
Dylan responded, "Okay, can you stop playing around now? For you to travel 86,881 miles in one hour is significantly faster than the speed of sound. Did you take the neighborhood teleporter?
Adamus grabbed Dylan's arm, excitement bubbling up within him. "No, the diamond worked! I got powers."
Dylan looked at him skeptically, his brow furrowing. "Prove it," he challenged, his voice tinged with doubt.
Adamus grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Okay, let's go to the super park with super equipment for working out outside."
Dylan turned around towards his house, a frown forming on his face. "I don't have time for this. I'm already late," he protested, his tone exasperated.
"Why would I lie about this?" Adamus insisted, his enthusiasm undeterred.
"It doesn't matter anyways. Show me later. I know you don't care about school, but I do. I'm about to get in my car," Dylan said, his hand rummaging through his pocket in search of his keys.
Adamus let out a playful sigh. "Stop being a bookworm for once," he teased.
"Okay," Dylan agreed reluctantly, his expression resigned. He pressed the button on his key fob, the car responding with a beep as it came to life.
Adamus responded, "Bro, we don't have to drive there. Just hop on my back. I can just run us there."
Dylan shook his head, chuckling. "Unless you can fly, there's no way I'm getting on your back."
Adamus grinned. "I don't think I can fly."
With a chuckle, Dylan motioned towards his vehicle. "Well then, let's take my car."
Dylan's vehicle was less a car and more a personal starjet, built for speed and dominance in the skies. Its elongated, aerodynamic fuselage was forged from carbon fiber composites, each panel seamlessly fused into a surface as smooth as flowing water. The midnight black body gleamed with a mirror finish, streaked with sharp crimson lines like war paint. Integrated LED strips pulsed along its sides, casting an ambient glow against the clouds.
Instead of wheels, retractable anti-gravity thrusters and turbine intakes lined the belly and wings, rotating for vertical takeoff and hover. Angular wings folded neatly when idle, then spread wide in flight, glowing faintly with plasma energy. Inside, tinted panoramic glass wrapped the cockpit, offering an unhindered view of the horizon while shielding passengers from sight. Every surface was sharp and minimal, like a pilot's throne in a fighter craft, and when the engines roared, it hummed with the promise of unmatched speed.
As they soared into the sky, Adamus couldn't contain his excitement. "Dylan, is this a new car?" he asked, his eyes wide with wonder.
Dylan nodded proudly. "Yes, ever since my dad became President of Pluto Industries, life's been pretty good. This is one of the fastest flying cars out there!"
Adamus grinned, his anticipation growing. "How long is it gonna take us?"
Dylan glanced at the dashboard. "Not that long. The closest super park is outside of this city dome, where most of the grasslands are at."
"Get ready," Dylan announced, "we're about to hit the dome and leave the city."
As the car approached the transparent dome surrounding the city, Dylan piloted it with precision. They passed through the barrier smoothly, the car emerging unscathed on the other side. Adamus peered outside, his eyes widening at the breathtaking sight. District C
As their flying car glided through the sky, the cityscape sprawled out beneath them like a mesmerizing tapestry. Towering skyscrapers and gleaming domes stretched to the horizon, each one a testament to human ingenuity. Billions of domes housed entire cities, separated by vast expanses of lush grasslands.
Neon signs and holographic billboards illuminated the landscape, casting vibrant hues across the city. Massive plazas and bustling thoroughfares teemed with activity, a symphony of movement and life.
Between the towering structures, vast expanses of green grasslands provided a natural contrast to the futuristic skyline. Flying cars darted through the air with grace, their sleek forms blending seamlessly with the urban landscape. Each vehicle was a marvel of engineering, propelled by advanced propulsion systems.
Looking down, Adamus marveled at the intricate network of roads and skyways crisscrossing the city, connecting each city in a seamless web of transportation. It was a sight to behold, a fusion of technology and nature, where the future met the present in perfect harmony. As they finally landed, Adamus looked around in awe. "Wow, this place is massive!" he exclaimed, taking in the expansive Olympic track field.
He noticed Dylan Setting up his laptop. Adamus asked "Why is no one here?" Adamus asked, puzzled.
Dylan, still focused on his computer and typing away, replied, "The higher the district, the higher the chance you don't have superpowers. Most people with superpowers are either superheroes getting paid, or criminals. They tend to be on the lower levels like D and F Rank citizens. Not a lot of people in District C have powers, especially B, A, and S."
Adamus's face brightened with a mix of understanding and excitement. "Perfect, more room for us to train," he exclaimed. "It's a shame powers are so rare."
Dylan chuckled softly. "Exactly. Most people only have a ten percent shot at gaining powers."
As he stretched his legs, Adamus voiced his thoughts. "It's not fair. People have to start off as F-rank citizens, living in F-rank districts. Even those with superpowers, if their abilities aren't deemed useful, they're still stuck in a lower district."
Standing up, Dylan remarked, "The system isn't fair, but our great leaders, the Galaktikós, say it's the best system, so we must follow."
Dylan motioned toward the track, a vast stretch disappearing into the horizon. "Let's see how your powers measure up."
It was a monster of a track — so long you couldn't even see the end of it. "The whole thing's about 24,901 miles," Dylan added with a smirk. "That's one lap around an average planet. Let's see how many laps you can do in a minute. Give it all you've got."
Adamus responded confidently, his body surrounded by a shimmering aura of green energy. "This time, I'm not holding back at all. I'm gonna run as fast as I possibly can."
With a surge of determination, Adamus tensed, feeling the energy pulsating through his veins as his hands and feet dug into the track's surface. With each stride, his entire being seemed to radiate with power, the green energy crackling around him like a living flame.
He propelled himself forward, a blur of motion leaving Dylan in his wake. Each pass sent a gust of wind slamming into Dylan's face, the force of Adamus's speed amplified by the energy that surrounded him.
As Adamus streaked by for the 454th lap, a whirlwind of excitement engulfed Dylan. "You did 454 laps in a minute!" he exclaimed, his eyes widening in astonishment.
Adamus slowed to a stop, his chest heaving as he wiped the sweat from his brow. "I don't think I'll be running that fast again anytime soon," he said between breaths. "That's my top speed for now. I can only maintain it for about a minute. But hey, at least I've discovered my limits."
Dylan narrowed his gaze, observing the faint green aura surrounding Adamus whenever he activated his powers. "What's with that green energy that surrounds you whenever you use your powers?" he inquired. "It's like a burst of energy."
Adamus paused, catching his breath. "I'm not entirely sure," he admitted. "It seems to be an intrinsic part of my abilities. But right now, I'm feeling drained. I think using my powers has sapped my stamina."
Top of Form
His breaths came in ragged gasps as he looked around, feeling the adrenaline still coursing through him.
Meanwhile, Dylan was intensely typing on his computer, his eyes glued to the screen. Adamus, still catching his breath, asked, "What are you looking for?
Dylan's mouth curled into a smile as he glanced back at Adamus. "Bro, you just ran at the speed of light. That puts you in the top 1000 superheroes already."
"Bro, you weigh about 170 pounds," Dylan continued, "so for you to move at the speed of light, you would need to release approximately 6.937×10^18 joules of energy."
Adamus's eyes widened in amazement. "Wow, that's insane! I had no idea it would take that much energy. But hey, being in the top 1000 superheroes sounds pretty cool, right?"
Adamus raised an eyebrow. "Who's the fastest then?"
Dylan's fingers danced across the keyboard.**
"Superior Man, of course," he said without hesitation. "They say his speed is Irrelevant Speed. Some even claim it's Boundless."
Adamus blinked. "What does that even mean? That sounds… pretty fast."
Dylan smirked and spun his laptop around. "Look at this. It's from the Superhero Speed Database the official speed power-scaling chart used by the Superhero Organization to rank every known enhanced being."
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The glowing screen showed a midnight-blue site titled:
"Global Superhero Speed Index – Official Speed Classification of the Heroic Federation."
Beneath that, written like scripture across digital stars, were the words:
"To travel fast is to defy time.
To travel boundlessly is to defy meaning."
The Superhero Organization's Speed Power System
In the world of superhuman warfare and Omniversal defense, speed is no longer defined by simple physics. This system maintained by the Superhero Organization categorizes movement from measurable velocity to reality-shattering mobility. Heroes, villains, and cosmic entities are all indexed here.
Finite Speed Tiers
Basic physical motion across time and space calculated with the classic formula: S = d/t.
Tier
Speed Range
Description
Below Human
0–5 m/s
Sluggish movement, crawling pace.
Peak Human
~10 m/s
Olympic-level speed.
Superhuman
10–34 m/s
Martial artists, enhanced movement.
Subsonic
34–171 m/s
Pre-bullet motion, advanced agility.
Supersonic
377–857 m/s
Breaking the sound barrier.
Hypersonic
1,715–3,430 m/s
Missile-speed, sonic booms.
Massively Hypersonic
34,300–343,000 m/s
Lightning-speed combat.
Sub-Relativistic
0.01–0.1c
Advanced spaceflight speeds.
Relativistic
0.1–1c
Approaching the speed of light.
FTL+ (Faster Than Light)
2,10×–1,000×c
Interstellar, galactic-level traversal.
Massively FTL+
>1,000×c
Light-years in moments cosmic-scale travel.
Beyond Measurable Velocity
When beings surpass distance and time calculations, they enter the Post-Speed Spectrum.
🔹 ∞ Infinite Speed
Crosses any distance instantly (not teleportation).No travel, no delay.Space and time lose meaning.
Classifications: ∞×2, ∞×3, ∞×4, ∞×5 … up to ∞×∞.
🔹 Immeasurable Speed
• Not calculated with time or distance.
• Can move forward and backward in time at will.
• Moves through causality, not with it.
Classifications: Im×2, Im×3, Im×4, Im×5 … up to Im×∞.
🔹 Irrelevant Speed
Movement is no longer needed.The being can move so fast, exists in all places at once.Speed as a concept becomes irrelevant.They arrive before motion begins.
Classifications: Ir×2, Ir×3, Ir×4, Ir×5 … up to Ir×∞.
III. ♾ Final Tier — Omnipresence
"Speed was a measurement. Now it is a myth."
Omnipresence is not movement but the state of being in all places across all realities at once. It erases the concept of distance, point, and path entirely.
Low Omnipresence Present in many locations at once, but bound by certain dimensional or conceptual limits. Mid Omnipresence Transcends space and time, existing in all moments and dimensions, yet still restricted by higher absolutes. Boundless Omnipresence Without limitation, existing across all layers of reality, unreality, and beyond beginnings and endings. It is the foundation upon which all existence is written.
How Can Anything Be Faster Than Infinity?
Because not all infinities are equal.
In mathematics, some infinities are larger than others ℵ₀ (countable infinity) is smaller than ℵ₁ (uncountable infinity), and even those are dwarfed by large cardinals and hyperinfinities.
The same principle applies to the Omniversal Speed System. Even beings with "infinite" speed can be vastly outpaced by others with greater infinities stacked upon themselves. Speed tiers Infinite, Immeasurable, Irrelevant can all be layered infinitely upon themselves.
Stacking Works Like This:
Within a Tier: A being may have ∞ speed, but another can have ∞×2, ∞×3, all the way to ∞×∞ each step representing a higher-order infinity of motion. The same applies to Im and Ir speeds.Tier Transition: When one's infinite stacking reaches its maximum within a tier, they break into the next speed tier Infinite → Immeasurable → Irrelevant → Omnipresence.
Dimensionality & Distance Limitations
Even with staggering speed, distance is not absolute. In higher-dimensional realms, "distance" is far more than physical separation it can include:
Layered Dimensional Space An area may have infinite layers of space stacked within itself.Higher-Dimensional Pressure The more you attempt to transcend, or the more you exist within a realm whose dimensionality you cannot surpass, the harder it becomes to move.Infinite Distances Stacked on Infinite Distances Travel requires surpassing not just measurable space, but the conceptual infinity of the space itself.
If you do not transcend the dimensionality of the area you are in, your speed no matter how fast, even with infinite or post-infinite levels can be drastically reduced in effect. This is because:
There may be too many infinities stacked ahead of you.The higher-dimensional pressure could overwhelm your traversal.The space may simply be so vast in scale that your movement, while incredible elsewhere, is far less impactful here.
Example 1: A being with overwhelming infinite speed in a 3D space might find their velocity diminished when attempting to cross a 12D hyperrealm, where each step is an infinite-dimensional traversal.
Example 2: Even if you are a 12D being who transcends all things to the 12D degree, entering a 20D space would nullify much of that advantage. Even with Irrelevant Speed, your presence would not be truly instantaneous because you do not transcend that realm's dimensionality the sheer pressure and infinite distances stacked within it would still slow you down.
Why Omnipresence Is Untouchable:
Omnipresence especially Boundless Omnipresence transcends these restrictions. It exists beyond dimensionality, beyond pressure, beyond distances stacked upon themselves. No matter the infinite layers of distance or the weight of higher-dimensional reality, Omnipresence is present everywhere instantly and is unaffected by traversal limitations.
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Dylan pointed to the final section, awe in his voice.
"Superior Man ranks at Ir×∞… but I'm pretty sure he'd never reach omnipresence especially boundless omnipresence. Only the highest-level gods we've ever heard of have that."
Adamus stared at the screen. For a moment, it felt as if the edges of reality bent under the weight of what that word truly meant.
"I didn't even know it was possible to be that fast," he murmured.
"There's a lot of math involved in being that fast," Dylan said with a smirk. "I told you to pay more attention in school it even applies to being a superhero."
Adamus nodded thoughtfully. "I thought the fastest would be Acceleron. He's always been my favorite, especially his history with fighting the Sun King."
Dylan responded, "Ever since the battle with the Sun King, Acceleron retired a couple of months after the fight. The top dogs now are the Big Three, known as 'The Omega Force': Superior Man, Pink Liberty, and OmniMorph."
"My favorite superhero team is the Red Bloods," Adamus continued. "They always fought for what was actually right. I don't really like these new heroes. There's something about Superior Man that I don't like."
Dylan responds, "I love Superior Man. I have all his comics. He helped build most of our cities." But besides that, "So, let's test your strength now." They both walk to the middle of the superhero track field. Dylan points at a giant block and says, "Pick it up."
Top of Form
The block stood before Adamus, an imposing structure towering over him, twelve feet by twelve feet. With a deep breath, he approached it, the green energy surrounding his body shimmering with anticipation.
As Adamus reached out to grasp the massive block, the weight of it pressed down on him, resisting his efforts. He gritted his teeth, his muscles straining as he struggled against the dense Densicron Alloy.
With a surge of determination, Adamus pushed himself harder, channeling his energy into lifting the heavy block. The green aura around him intensified, pulsating with each exertion of his strength.
Slowly but steadily, Adamus began to lift the block, his arms trembling with the effort. Inch by inch, he raised it off the ground, his muscles bulging as he strained against the weight.
Finally, with a triumphant grunt, Adamus hoisted the block into the air, holding it aloft above his head. "How much is it?" he gasped, sweat dripping from his brow.
Dylan chuckled, shaking his head in amazement. "It's about 100 tons," he replied. "But don't worry, you're not weak. That block is just incredibly heavy, even for someone with your abilities. It's a really strong, dense metal and concrete. Our city is made out of this material. It's very dense. That block is made out of Densicron Alloy. That's why our cities can survive so many superhero and villain fights, and why they stay standing after attacks, even Kaiju attacks from the monsters outside the grid."
Adamus nodded, a sense of accomplishment washing over him as he lowered the block back down. "Wow," he said, looking at the dense material. "No wonder our cities can withstand so much.
Adamus straightened up, a determined look on his face. "I can lift more, it wasn't that heavy," he insisted. Dylan nodded. "Okay, let's try the next block they've got then."
The next block was enormous 50 feet tall and 50 feet wide,. Adamus approached it, the green energy surrounding him crackling with anticipation.
With a grunt, Adamus placed his fingers under the block, veins popping out of his head as he strained against its weight. Slowly, the block began to rise, the ground trembling beneath it.
But then, with a sudden jolt, Adamus faltered. He managed to lift only 80% of it before his strength gave out, and the block crashed back to the ground with a deafening thud. Adamus staggered back, panting heavily.
Dylan's eyes sparkled with excitement as he responded, "So you're just 20% away from being able to pick up 3.3 quintillion tons." His words hung in the air, painting a picture of staggering strength. "If you managed to lift that colossal weight over your head, you'd be generating an astonishing 3.234 × 10²² newtons of force — that's about 925 trillion trillion times the thrust of a space shuttle. To put it in perspective, it's like lifting three and a half dwarf planets the size of Ceres all at once… or scooping up twice the combined mass of every ocean on a regular planet and holding it above your head."
Adamus looked at the block at the end of the row, his curiosity piqued. "How much does that one weigh?" he asked.
Dylan's grin widened. "It's 6.6 undecillion tons.
Adamus's eyes widened in disbelief. "Who is lifting that? I've never even heard of that number before."
Dylan nodded knowingly. "The top 200 superheroes can lift that especially Superior Man. But apparently, he can do far more. People say his strength is Irrelevant."
Adamus rubbed his head, overwhelmed. "Irrelevant Strength? What does that even mean? It sounds… absurdly strong."
"I'll show you," Dylan said, turning his laptop toward him. "It's right here on the Superhero Society website."
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Global Superhero Strength Index
Official Strength Classification of the Heroic Federation
"To lift is to oppose weight. To lift without limit is to oppose reality itself."
Strength in the Omniversal Age is measured not only in raw mass, but in the scale of concepts, dimensions, and infinities a being can overcome. The Heroic Federation recognizes the following tiers:
Measurable Strength Tiers
Basic physical lifting power, scaled by familiar reference points.Human Level – Up to 100 kg (average human capacity).Vehicle Level – Cars, trucks, small transport craft.Structure Level – Houses, small buildings.Skyscraper Level – Large urban towers.Mountain Level – Entire mountain ranges.City Level – Urban megacities.Country Level – Landmasses the size of nations.Planetary Level – Planets, moons.Stellar Level – Average stars.Massive Stellar Level – Supergiants and collapsed stellar cores.Galactic Level – Entire galaxies and their dark matter mass. Beyond Measurable Strength
When the object's mass defies conventional measurement, strength enters the Post-Strength Spectrum.
🔹 ∞ Infinite Strength
Can lift or move objects of truly infinite mass.No finite weight imposes resistance.Can stack infinities: ∞×2, ∞×3, ∞×4, ∞×5… up to ∞×∞.
🔹 Immeasurable Strength
Power cannot be defined by physical mass alone.Can lift concepts, timelines, or structures embedded in causality.Stacking: Im×2, Im×3, Im×4, Im×5… up to Im×∞.
🔹 Irrelevant Strength
Strength where weight, scale, and resistance as concepts are meaningless.Can "lift" without contact, or move things regardless of their scale in time/space.Stacking: Ir×2, Ir×3, Ir×4, Ir×5… up to Ir×∞.
🔹 Boundless Strength
No limits, no scale strength operates beyond physics, concepts, and all dimensionality.Can affect all structures and layers of reality equally.
III. Omnipresent Strength
Low Omnipresent Strength – Present everywhere, but still bound by certain transcendence limits; cannot lift what exists above their omnipresence layer.Boundless Omnipresent Strength – Exists in all realities and beyond; strength is written into the foundation of existence itself. Nothing is beyond its grasp.
Dimensionality & Resistance Rule
Even with infinite or post-infinite strength, higher-dimensional environments can impose limits:
Higher-Dimensional Pressure – The more you attempt to transcend, or the more you are in a realm whose dimensionality you cannot surpass, the greater the resistance.Layered Dimensional Mass – An object may exist in infinite layers of reality, multiplying its "weight" infinitely upon itself.Infinite Mass Stacking – Some realms stack infinite mass upon infinite mass, requiring proportionally greater transcendence to overcome.
Example 1: A being with Infinite Strength might move a planet in a 3D realm but struggle to budge a single stone in a 12D hyperrealm where each "grain" contains infinite stacked dimensions.
Example 2: A 12D being with Irrelevant Strength entering a 20D realm may find themselves unable to instantly move a 20D object, as they do not transcend that realm's dimensionality and are subject to its infinite resistance.
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But Dylan persisted, his voice filled with encouragement. "With more training, you eventually possibly could lift... 6.6 sextillion tons. If not more."
Adamus paused, his mind reeling at the enormity of the number. "6.6 sextillion tons?" he repeated incredulously, trying to wrap his head around the sheer scale of what Dylan was suggesting.
Top of Form
Dylan's tone was filled with confidence. "Yeah, man. Think about it. With your potential, there's no telling what you could achieve. You've already come so far."
Dylan responds, "The professor did say that you may have a shield and be able to reflect attacks."
An idea sparks in Adamus' mind. "I have an idea. You carry a gun in your car, right? Try to shoot me."
Dylan hesitates for a moment. "That's a good idea. Hopefully, you're bulletproof. If you can run that fast without your skin coming off, I guess you are." He grabs his gun and points it at Adamus' head, about 12 feet away. "You ready? I'm about to shoot it."
Adamus nods confidently. "Yes."
"This gun was made by my dad's company, Pluto. It was made to hurt people with superpowers," Dylan explains, his hand shaking slightly. "You're making me nervous; just shoot me already," Adamus says impatiently.
Dylan touches the gun and turns a dial. "Okay, I'm gonna turn it up all the way. I've never used this gun before." He shoots it at Adamus, a yellow laser hitting him. Adamus blocks it with his hand, but it explodes upon impact. "Stop being such a wuss, keep shooting," Adamus demands.
Dylan repeatedly pulls the trigger, the air thick with smoke enveloping Adamus. As the haze dissipates, Adamus remarks, "Looks like I'm quite durable, huh? Seems my skin acts as a shield." They both observe Adamus, noticing his skin emanating a vibrant green energy. "I believe your body is absorbing kinetic energy," Dylan suggests, "like a protective shield.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, Adamus' whole body starts to glow a light green. Adamus pushes Dylan out of the way. "I don't feel good," he says, clutching his stomach.
Then, out of nowhere, a burst of light energy comes out of his chest, aiming at the sky. Adamus screams in agony as shockwaves emanate from him. The blast of light and energy stops, leaving Adamus panting. "What was that?" he asks, bewildered.
Dylan rushes to his laptop, fingers flying across the keys. "The crystal you ingested must have granted you powers something like black tourmaline," he explains with excitement in his voice. "You absorb negative energy and reflect it back" And it seems like you gather energy and send it back to people. It's sort of like a defensive move and an offensive move all in one," Dylan adds. He pauses, then continues, "With all this information, it seems like you're on the level of a C or B rank super."
Adamus' face looks worried. "What time is it?" he asks. Dylan checks the time. "Almost 2," he responds. Adamus's eyes widen. "We have to hurry up and go to Sophia's store before the thugs show up again," he says urgently.
Dylan nods. "I almost forgot. Let's go right now," he agrees, grabbing his keys. He stops walking suddenly. "Wait, before we drive there, we need to think of a superhero name."
Adamus nods in agreement. "It would take us an hour to get to her store. We can think about it on the way. Come on.
Meanwhile, Sofia stood nervously in her father's arcade store, her heart pounding like the drums of an approaching army. She peered out from behind the ornate wooden counter, her eyes scanning the dimly lit room. Dust particles danced in the golden rays of sunlight that filtered through the small windows, casting long shadows across the arcade games furniture.
"I hope those guys don't show back up," Sofia whispered to herself, her voice barely audible over the creaking of the old floorboards beneath her feet. She glanced nervously at the cabinet behind her, where a gleaming pistol lay hidden, a last line of defense against the impending danger.
Suddenly, the door to the store slammed open with a deafening crash, sending a shiver down Sofia's spine. In stepped a menacing figure, his silhouette framed by the harsh light of the outside world. He was tall and imposing, with reptilian features that glistened with a sickly sheen in the dim light of the store.
"Do you have the money?" Lizard mouth demanded, his voice dripping with malice. Sofia's heart raced as she shook her head, her eyes wide with fear. "No," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "I told you guys, give me a week."
The figure's lips twisted into a cruel grin, revealing rows of sharp, pointed teeth that glinted ominously in the shadows. "Well, my friends and I had a little chat after the incident you put us through. We decided you don't have a week left," he hissed, his voice resembling the whisper of a serpent. "I'm taking you in now. Your little friend pissed me off yesterday."Top of Form
Sofia's breath caught in her throat as the figure's forked tongue flicked out, licking her face with a sickening slurp. She recoiled in disgust, her skin crawling at the touch of his slimy tongue. "You're a pretty little soul, perfect for my boss's ritual," he continued, his voice sending shivers down Sofia's spine. "So you're coming with me."
With speed, the figure reached over the counter, his clawed hand grabbing Sofia's arm in a vice-like grip. Panic surged through Sofia's veins as she struggled against his grasp, her heart pounding in her chest like a war drum.
Reacting instinctively, Sofia's hand darted to the gun on the counter, fingers wrapping around the cold metal with a desperate grip. With trembling hands, she raised the weapon and fired, the gunshot echoing through the arcade like a thunderclap.
Lizard Mouth staggered back, a look of shock crossing his grotesque features as the bullet tore through his flesh. With a guttural growl of pain, he collapsed to the ground, writhing in agony.
Tears streamed down Sofia's face as she pointed the gun at him, her voice trembling with fear and desperation. "Please don't make me kill you. Just leave."
But Lizard Mouth wasn't done yet. With a sudden burst of speed, he darted behind one of the arcade machines, muttering in frustration.
"Why do I have such a lame super? An F-rank power… I'm not even bulletproof against regular guns. I can't show up empty-handed I promised my boss a soul."
Digging into his pocket, his eyes gleamed with grim resolve. "Luckily for me, I have one of these… a Power Upgrade. I don't care about the side effects." With that, he plunged the needle into his own arm. "I'll show her," he growled through clenched teeth.
Narrator
Across the city, countless dealers trade in illegal enhancements. Some peddle Power Upgrades dangerous injections that can multiply a person's strength but leave devastating side effects. Others deal in chemical compounds that induce intense psychoactive states, warping perception, eroding reason, and driving the user to instability and madness.
End of narration.
As Sofia cautiously approached the arcade machine, her voice trembling with fear, she pleaded desperately with Lizard Mouth to leave. But as the shadows danced behind the RK Machine, they seemed to twist and contort, taking on a sinister form. Suddenly, Lizard Mouth's body convulsed violently, muscles swelling and bulging as he underwent a grotesque transformation.
With a thunderous roar of agony, he burst forth into a monstrous, hulking form, his skin stretching and tearing as he grew into a towering alligator-like creature. The sheer force of his metamorphosis sent the arcade machine hurtling through the air, crashing to the ground with a deafening boom that shook the entire room.
Sofia staggered to her feet, her vision blurred as she tried to make sense of the chaos unfolding around her. Through the haze, she saw the massive, ten-foot-tall alligator in a mob gangster suit looming before her, its eyes glinting with savage fury as it snarled menacingly.
As Lizard Mouth's transformation reached its peak, his tail thrashed wildly, knocking over everything in its path with a deafening crash. His clawed hands extended, ready to rend and tear with deadly precision, while his reptilian eyes blazed with newfound power and madness.
With a triumphant roar, Lizard Mouth declared his newfound strength, his voice echoing through the chaos with a chilling intensity. "It worked! The drug gave me the power of a C-rank super!" His words reverberated like a sinister omen, sending shivers down Sofia's spine as she watched in horror.
But even as he reveled in his newfound might, a shadow of doubt crossed Lizard Mouth's face. "It's not gonna last for long," he muttered, his voice tinged with uncertainty. Yet, in that moment, his resolve only seemed to strengthen, fueled by a volatile mixture of adrenaline and desperation.
With a snarl of defiance, he raised his arm, gazing at the pulsating energy coursing through his veins. "No one can stop me now!"
But just as Lizard Mouth prepared to strike, a blur of motion streaked through the air. Out of nowhere, Adamus appeared, his foot connecting with Lizard Mouth's face in a swift and powerful blow.
With a bone-crunching impact, Lizard Mouth was sent hurtling through the air, crashing through the arcade's entrance. The force of the impact left a giant hole in the building, debris raining down as the creature disappeared into the street beyond. Sofia watched in stunned silence as Adamus stood before her, his presence radiating strength and determination.
"Are you alright?" Adamus asked, his voice calm and reassuring.
Sofia nodded, her heart still pounding from the adrenaline of the encounter.
"Thank you," she whispered, her voice trembling with gratitude. "But… who are you?"
Adamus stood before her in a sleek black-and-white homemade superhero costume. His form-fitting black suit was accented by sharp white patterns along the chest and shoulders, giving it a clean yet striking contrast. White gloves covered his hands, matching the tall white boots planted firmly on the ground. A long, flowing white scarf draped around his neck, trailing slightly in the air like a banner.
A black mask wrapped across his mouth and nose, cut in the style of a ninja's face covering, leaving only his eyes and hair exposed. His hazel eyes locked with hers steady, determined while his tight, well-kept afro framed his face with a quiet strength.
"You can call me Vajra," he said.
Sofia looked at him, recognition dawning in her eyes. "Is that you, Adamus?"
Helping her up, Adamus shook his head. "No, it's not, citizen. My name is vajra " he said in a deep, heroic voice, trying to sound like a superhero. Their eyes locked, staring at each other.
Sofia's smile widened into a radiant beam. "I will never forget those hazel eyes. I know that's you."
Feeling a surge of warmth, Adamus pulled Sofia closer, his embrace protective yet tender. "No, citizen," he declared in a tone that echoed with heroism, his voice carrying the weight of a newfound identity.
But before he could finish his heroic declaration, Sofia gently placed her hands on his mask and lifted it off. Adamus chuckled, the sound filled with a mixture of surprise and amusement. "Okay, you got me," he admitted with a grin, his eyes softening as he looked at her.
Their laughter intertwined in the air, creating a melody of shared joy. In that moment, as they stood there, their connection felt deeper than ever before.
Sofia's gaze lingered on Adamus, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and affection. "How... what happened?" she asked, her voice filled with wonder. She couldn't help but notice the subtle changes in his physique, the hint of newfound strength that radiated from him. "You have powers now?"
Before Adamus could respond, Lizard's mouth tail goes swinging towards them. Reacting swiftly, Adamus grabbed Sofia closely and dodged the creature just in time. The impact of the lizard's tail hitting the ground left a small crater behind.
With adrenaline coursing through his veins, Adamus rushed Sofia to safety behind one of the arcade machines. "I'll be right back," he promised, his voice filled with determination. "I'll tell you everything, I promise. You remember what I told you yesterday?"
Sofia nodded, her expression filled with trust and understanding. "Yes, Adamus," she said, her voice soft but resolute.
Adamus gave her a giant smile, his eyes full of reassurance. "Everything will be okay, I promise," he said earnestly. "As long as I'm here, I promise, no one will ever hurt you."
With those words, Adamus turned and dashed towards the looming threat of Lizardmouth. Sofia watched him go, her heart pounding in her chest as she knelt behind the arcade machine, her eyes fixed on the unfolding battle.
As the fight ensued, Sofia couldn't help but worry. "Please don't hurt yourself for me," she whispered to herself, her voice barely audible over the chaos.
Her fingers clenched tightly around Adamus's mask, the fabric a tangible reminder of the danger he faced. "You forgot your mask!" she screamed out, her voice desperate as she watched Adamus in the thick of battle.
Lizard Mouth walked back into the arcade store through the giant hole that Adamus had made from kicking him. Adamus stood there, his mask off, a defiant look in his eyes as he faced the menacing creature.
"How about you leave her alone, Lizard Mouth and you're not getting a single cent," Adamus said, leveling his finger at him.
Lizard Mouth responded with a growl, his mouth snapping like an alligator. "This isn't about money anymore. I'm taking her with me. And I'm glad you showed up, Adamus. You're the reason why I brought this Super drug to increase the strength of my powers."
Adamus furrowed his brow in confusion. "I don't know what you're talking about. My name is Vajra," he declared, trying to sound heroic.
As he glanced at the reflection in the store, Adamus suddenly realized he didn't have his mask on. "Damn, where's my mask?" he exclaimed, realizing his mistake.
Sofia, hidden behind one of the arcade machines, heard Adamus's. "Here's your mask, I have it!" she called out.
With a swift motion, she tossed the mask back to Adamus, who caught it gracefully. Without missing a beat, he swiftly placed the mask back on, his identity once again concealed behind the superhero guise of Vajra.
Lizard Mouth laughed mockingly. "What do you think? You're a superhero? Many tried and many failed. That's why there's only a few. And stop calling me Lizard Mouth. My name is Darrell Myers."
Adamus responds, "Daryl Myers... That last name sounds familiar. I think I have a kid in my class with that last name."
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Adamus's jaw tightened, his eyes blazing with determination. "I am a hero, better than those other fake heroes that allow our cities and districts to be destroyed and do nothing. They only help A-rank and S-rank citizens and districts."
He paused, his tone softening. "And I'm sorry for calling you Lizard Mouth. I didn't know it hurt your feelings, especially to the point you would take a drug to get revenge."
Lizard Mouth's voice rumbled with frustration. "I am tired! Just because my superpower is from the mutation realm doesn't give you the right to make fun of me because I look different than everyone else. That's why I joined this mafia group. They support me, unlike the rest of the citizens in this city. So screw them, and screw you!"
With a swift movement, Lizard Mouth swung his tail at Adamus. Reacting at FTL+ speeds, Adamus dodged backward, narrowly avoiding the deadly strike. The tail swung toward his head, barely missing him, the rush of air passing his nose.
As Adamus regained his footing, he stood tall in his fighting stance. With a determined glare, he summoned his power. Him gather energy into a swirling vortex of energy. With a sudden burst, he unleashed a blast of vibrant green energy at Lizard Mouth.
The blast struck with precision, enveloping Lizard Mouth in a shimmering cocoon of pulsating green energy. But as Adamus focused and strained his body, the green energy began to change its form. Instead of forming a conventional shield, the energy manifested as a series of concentric spheres, resembling Spheres Within Spheres, akin to the layers of the Hopf fibration.
Each sphere spun around Lizard Mouth, creating layers of protection that intertwined and rotated with mesmerizing complexity. The innermost sphere hummed with an intense energy, while the outer spheres glowed with a softer radiance. Together, they formed an intricate lattice of green light that surrounded the creature, trapping it within a dazzling array of energy.
Lizard Mouth thrashed and roared, but the spheres remained resilient, their movement synchronized like a celestial dance. With each attempt to break free, the creature only seemed to entangle itself further in the web of energy, unable to escape the mesmerizing spectacle before it.
The monstrous creature struggled against his energy prison, his roars echoing through the arcade. Adamus watched with anticipation, expecting his unique shield to hold the creature at bay.
Adamus clapped his hands together. "Well, that was easy," he declared confidently. How ever, to his surprise, Lizard Mouth burst out of the concentric spheres, defying the intricate trap he had been ensnared in.
With FTL+ speed, Lizard Mouth's arm shot out, grabbing Adamus with a tense grip. He hurled Adamus outside of the arcade store, the force sending him hurtling into the sky. Adamus crashed into a car, leaving a dent in its frame, as a whole bunch of citizens watched in horror.
Among the crowd, murmurs broke out. "What's going on?" one citizen asked, while another exclaimed, "Not again, another monster attack!" Some expressed their fear, saying, "I need to get out of here. I don't have any superhero insurance."
As Adamus stood up in his fighting stance, determination burned in his eyes. Meanwhile, Lizard Mouth clawed his way out of the arcade store, standing tall and charging at Adamus with terrifying speed.
With a fierce battle cry, Adamus charged back at him.
As Adamus charged at Lizard Mouth, the monstrous creature swung a massive punch. Adamus dodged it with lightning reflexes, weaving and ducking as he delivered punches of his own, striking Lizard Mouth in the ribs. But Lizard Mouth only smiled menacingly.
"That's it," he growled. With a swift motion, he grabbed Adamus again and slammed him into the concrete ground. Adamus struggled to break free, his mind racing with disbelief. "Damn, how strong is this guy? I can't get out of his grip," he thought to himself.
Then, with light speed, Lizard Mouth began to rain down punches on Adamus with his free hand, each blow landing with bone-crushing force. Adamus's nose started to bleed as he struggled to endure the onslaught.
Sofia's head popped out of the arcade store, her voice filled with desperation. "Adamus, don't give up!"
With a determined look, Adamus gritted his teeth. " you're making me look bad," he retorted to Lizard Mouth.
Lizard Mouth's response was chilling. "It doesn't matter. You're going to be dead. Then I'm taking that girl with me.
Adamus responded defiantly, his voice carrying the weight of his determination. "As long as I am here, no one's hurting her or this district. By the way, thanks for the energy."
Lizard Mouth's confusion was evident in his response. "What are you talking about?"
With a surge of newfound strength, Adamus pushed his way out of Lizard Mouth's grasp. He leaped onto Lizard Mouth's arm and ran across it with agility, dodging his attempts to shake him off. With each step, Adamus closed the distance until he reached Lizard Mouth's face.
With a mighty punch, Adamus struck Lizard Mouth square in the face, the impact sending the monstrous creature flying backwards. The force of the blow stunned Lizard Mouth, leaving him reeling from the unexpected counterattack.
Adamus stood there, adrenaline coursing through his veins, as he marveled at his arm. "Wow, this absorbing energy thing is pretty useful," he murmured to himself.
In his ear, Adamus had a tiny earpiece, through which he heard his friend Dylan's voice. "Hey, Adamus, can you hear me?" Dylan's voice came through clear and steady.
Adamus grinned, relief flooding through him at the sound of his friend's voice. "Yeah, I can hear you, bro," he replied, his voice filled with determination.
Dylan's reassuring response came swiftly. "Relax, I've got Sofia covered. See me? I'm right by her. We're hopping in my ride. You focus on handling him."
Adamus nodded, his focus returning to the battle at hand. With a deep breath, he turned his attention back to Lizard Mouth, who was recovering from the blow Adamus had dealt him.
Lizard Mouth, still reeling from the blow, slowly got up, his suit torn and his expression filled with frustration. In his suit, he had a tiny radio, crackling with urgent voices.
"Daryl, what are you doing?" the voice from the radio demanded. "We're watching the news right now. We told you to grab the girl, but not to make a scene, especially not to take one of those damn drugs. Get out of there now!"
Lizard Mouth slammed his arms on the ground in frustration. "Why do I always mess everything up?" he muttered to himself.
Adamus, his heart heavy with sympathy, stepped forward. "I have a little bit of superhero hearing; I heard the conversation," he admitted. "They don't really see my good friends. You don't have to do this, man. Once again, I'm sorry for calling you out of your name, Daryl," he said sincerely, his hands outstretched in a gesture of peace.
Despite the chaos surrounding them, there was a moment of stillness as Adamus and Lizard Mouth faced each other, their eyes locked in a silent exchange.
"Lizard Mouth screams, 'You know nothing about my life!'" His frustration turned into action as he grabbed a nearby car and hurled it at Adamus. Adamus, with a backflip, dodged the car effortlessly, landing with precision as Lizard Mouth leaped away. "I need to get to the home base," Lizard Mouth muttered to himself.
Adamus stood there, determination etched on his face, ready to chase after Lizard Mouth. Suddenly, a cop car appeared, its sirens blaring as it pulled up in front of him. Two officers stepped out, one of them calling, "Hey kid, I saw what you did there. What's your name?"
"You can call me Vajra," Adamus replied.
The officer studied him closely. "I've never seen you before… and I've never heard that name. You part of the superhero organization?"
Adamus's chest tightened. Oh no… he's going to try to arrest me. It's illegal to use your powers unless you're a registered superhero or it's part of your job.
Out loud, he said calmly, "No, sir."
The cop's expression softened. "I can tell you were actually saving people."
"You don't care that I'm not a registered superhero?" Adamus asked cautiously.
The officer smirked. "As far as I know, you never told me you weren't." He then stepped forward, his presence commanding attention.
The man looked around thirty, his hair a striking mix of black and white, the contrasting colors catching the light. His strong jawline and silver eyes carried a mix of wisdom and determination. His high-tech police armor a sleek blend of dark blue and black had a futuristic design, built for mobility and protection. The suit's panels shimmered faintly under the streetlights, with the badge of the city's law enforcement embedded in the chest plate. Several small commendation emblems were integrated into the armor's plating, a testament to his service.
"Okay, Vajra," he said with a confident nod. "You lead the way. We've got your back. By the way… my name's Deputy Hunter Stone." He offered a firm handshake, his voice steady with authority.
Adamus raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "I don't think you can keep up," he said.
Deputy Hunter Stone smirked and stepped forward, gesturing toward his vehicle. "This is one of the older models. All the newest tech is locked away in the top districts… but don't underestimate this beast. She's still fast multiple times faster than light, FTL+." He patted the side. "We call it the SkyGuard. You might be a little quicker, kid, but we can catch up eventually. Just know we've got your back."
The SkyGuard looked less like a car and more like a compact, armored jet. Its sleek frame was forged from a classified alloy designed to withstand direct missile impacts and high-yield explosions. The polished black-and-chrome body shimmered with faint energy fields, while its adaptive armor plates shifted minutely, adjusting to potential threats. Retractable grav-thrusters were tucked beneath the chassis, capable of launching the craft straight into the air and propelling it at speeds that shattered the light barrier several times over. Aerodynamic fins folded seamlessly into the body when grounded, and neon-blue police insignias pulsed along its edges both a warning and a promise of swift justice.
"We'll eventually keep up," Hunter assured, his silver eyes glinting.
With determination tightening his muscles, Adamus lowered into a running stance. The pavement hummed under his feet as green energy surged around him in a shimmering aura. In an instant, he was gone the air snapping with electric force as he sprinted ahead, leaving the two officers and the SkyGuard in his wake.
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One of the officers, Sheriff Amber Fox, stepped out from the other side of the SkyGuard, a faint weariness lingering in her expression. Though she looked to be in her early thirties, her yellow, half-lidded eyes gave her the lazy, assessing gaze of a cat watching the world go by. Her striking white hair, cut in layered waves, contrasted sharply against the dark gleam of her high-tech police armor. Perched atop her head were a pair of feline ears, their fur the same pure white as her hair, twitching subtly at every sound.
Her armor matched the style of Deputy Hunter Stone's a sleek, form-fitting blend of deep blue and matte black plating but was tailored to her frame, with reinforced panels protecting her torso, shoulders, and forearms. The segmented design allowed for agility while still looking combat-ready, and faint neon-blue tracer lines pulsed softly along the edges, signaling both authority and advanced technology. On her hip rested a compact, high-frequency sidearm, and on her chest plate, the badge of the city's law enforcement shone beneath the glow of the SkyGuard's lights.
"You know we don't have to get involved, honey," Sheriff Amber Fox said as she stepped up beside the SkyGuard, her tone equal parts weary and blunt. "I'm running on fumes here, and last I checked, we're not on overtime. This is supposed to be the superheroes' job."
Deputy Hunter Stone kept his eyes locked on the skyline where Adamus had disappeared. "Every time I call the superhero organization, it's always an excuse. Or the city has to pay a ridiculous amount of money just to bring one of their superheroes out here. And when they finally do, it's too little, too late. Meanwhile, our budget's already bleeding from those contracts every time a monster shows up." He glanced at her, his silver eyes hardening. "This kid? He's strong, fast, and he's actually saving people. Feels like we're looking at a real hero."
Amber's ears twitched slightly, her yellow eyes narrowing. "You're really set on this, huh, honey?"
"Yeah," Hunter said firmly. "Saddle up. We're going."
Amber sighed, but slid into the passenger seat without another word.
The SkyGuard's systems roared to life, deep and resonant. Wheels retracted into the armored body with a mechanical hiss, and the craft rose smoothly off the street. Its blue-and-black plating shimmered with energy shields, and thrusters flared beneath the chassis. The nose tilted forward, and in a blur, the vehicle leapt into the air lanes.
They sliced through sky traffic, darting past civilian transports and patrol drones. Neon-blue police insignias streaked through the city glow as the SkyGuard accelerated faster and faster chasing Adamus and Lizard Mouth across the skyline like a jet-hardened predator on the hunt.
Adamus sprinted through the streets, each step driving him faster, the world blurring around him. His focus was locked on one question: How can something that big move so fast?
Ahead, Lizard Mouth bounded from rooftop to rooftop, his hulking frame silhouetted against the skyline. Adamus's eyes narrowed. There he is.
The mutant turned mid-leap, his voice booming across the city. "Stop chasing me!"
He hurled himself off a building, hitting the street with a bone-rattling impact that cracked the pavement and sent shockwaves rippling outward. A car swerved to avoid him, clipping another vehicle before skidding to a halt.
Citizens screamed and scattered. Doors flew open as people fled on foot, desperate to escape.
Adamus landed a few feet away, planting himself between the chaos and the threat. "Just give it up, Darryl. You don't have to do this. Those friends of yours They're not good People"
"They're the only friends I've got!" Lizard Mouth roared, his voice raw with pain and fury. "These people mocked me my whole life because I look like a freak! Because I'm from the Mutation Realm! Just like you did!"
"I'm sorry for that," Adamus said firmly. "But it doesn't give you the right to kidnap my friend or tear this city apart. If you won't stop, I will stop you."
The drug in Lizard Mouth's system surged, veins bulging along his arms as his muscles swelled. With a snarl, he seized a nearby car and flung it at Adamus.
Adamus sidestepped effortlessly, but the mutant's attention had already shifted to a young woman clutching her baby, running for their lives.
The drug twisted his mind, turning the terrified mother's face into a sneering mockery. The hallucination stabbed into old wounds, and his rage boiled over.
"Stop laughing at me!" he bellowed, his jaw distending, drool hissing on the pavement. Acid welled between his fangs before he spat, a glistening stream arcing toward the family.
Adamus moved, light bent around him as he exploded forward at FTL+ speed, a streak of green racing past panicked pedestrians.
In a blink, he was there, between the family and the acid. With a flash of will, a shimmering shield bloomed into existence a complex lattice of concentric, rotating spheres, each nested within the other like the layers of the Hopf fibration.
The acid struck, sizzling furiously as it splashed and rolled harmlessly away.
Adamus's stance never wavered. "It's okay," he told the trembling family, voice steady but urgent. "Go. Now."
They nodded, clutching the child tightly as they ran.
The shield faded, and Adamus turned back. Lizard Mouth was already in a frenzy, ripping cars from the asphalt, slamming his fists into buildings, sending chunks of concrete raining down.
The fight was far from over.
Adamus flexed his fingers, staring at his hand with a cold, steady gaze.
Now I'm mad.
"That was an innocent family," he said, his voice low and hard. "They had nothing to do with this. This is between you and me… and no one desecrates my district. My city."
In a burst of FTL+ speed, Adamus became a streak of light, closing the distance before Lizard Mouth could bring his massive fist down on a cowering civilian. In one fluid motion, Adamus spun, delivering a devastating roundhouse kick that sent the hulking mutant stumbling backward.
Lizard Mouth roared, swinging a fist the size of a wrecking ball. Adamus met it head-on, their knuckles colliding with such force that shockwaves ripped through the street, rattling windows and shaking the air.
They traded blows in a blur, each impact sending out concussive bursts that made bystanders scatter in terror. Above, helicopters hovered like steel vultures, their spotlights cutting through the chaos while news cameras captured every moment.
With a sudden whip of his tail, Lizard Mouth swung at Adamus. The strike came like a wrecking crane but Adamus caught it mid-swing. His grip tightened, and with raw power he smashed the mutant back and forth, slamming him into the pavement left and right before hurling him into the ground with a seismic crash.
"I was pitying you," Adamus said, his voice carrying over the groaning of collapsing structures, "but now you've made me angry. You dared try to hurt an innocent little girl."
Lizard Mouth staggered up, clutching his sides. His breathing was ragged, his face contorted in pain. "The drug it's burning me alive!" he snarled, veins pulsing under his skin. "They told me not to take it… I can't… control myself!"
His eyes flared an unnatural yellow. Energy pulsed violently through his frame. His tail lashed like a thunderclap, sending cars flying through the air. The sheer force toppled buildings, masonry raining down like meteors.
Then he charged every step an earthquake, every breath a furnace blast.
Adamus calculated in an instant. He's coming fast… but those people!
With no hesitation, Adamus vanished in a zigzag blur, darting through the warzone. Lizard Mouth's punch cut through the space where Adamus had been a heartbeat earlier, but Adamus was already under the shadow of collapsing buildings.
Civilians screamed as tons of debris rained toward them. Adamus swept them into his green flames, the shimmering fire wrapping around them like a guardian spirit. In the blink of an eye, they were far from danger.
"What's your name?" they cried after him, but he was already moving. "You can call me Vajra!" he shouted over his shoulder.
Ahead, flying cars hurled by Lizard Mouth tumbled toward another crowd. Adamus intercepted, pulling more civilians into the safety of his emerald flames, rushing them away before impact.
Still, the mutant rampaged unchecked, hurling more wreckage, collapsing more structures. Adamus spread his hands wide, unleashing streams of green fire that streaked out across the chaos. The flames solidified into radiant shields, domes of shimmering light protecting scattered survivors from falling steel and shrapnel.
But in that moment of protection he left himself open.
A titanic shadow loomed behind him. Lizard mouth tail the blow landed like a meteor strike.
The force blasted Adamus off his feet, his body tearing through building after building, walls exploding into clouds of glass and dust in his wake. He spun through the air like a missile, crashing through concrete until he erupted from the far side of a skyscraper, a trail of devastation in his path.
The structure groaned ominously, parts of it beginning to crumble. Adamus hit the street hard, the impact cracking asphalt and making the ground quake.
Lying in the rubble, Adamus exhaled slowly. "Okay… that hurt," he muttered, forcing himself upright. His eyes locked on Lizard Mouth, who was already thundering toward him.
But then his gaze shifted. The skyscraper directly ahead groaned, its steel frame twisting under the weight of destruction. Glass shattered in a cascading roar, and the top floors began to shear away.
And then came the screams.
Hundreds of voices cried out as people tumbled from the collapsing structure, their forms plummeting toward certain death.
Adamus's heart clenched. Enough.
"I need to stop playing games," he thought, his jaw tightening. "This isn't a joke. People are dying."
In the next heartbeat, he was gone vanishing in a streak of green fire. To him, the collapsing skyscraper was now moving like a slow-motion nightmare. Shards of glass hung frozen in the air. Dust clouds billowed sluggishly, curling like ink in water. The falling people drifted downward as if through honey, their terrified faces suspended in time.
He was everywhere at once.
His emerald flames flared wide, consuming each citizen he touched, wrapping them in a shimmering cocoon that shielded them from the lethal g-force of his speed. One, two, five he swept whole clusters into his arms, carrying them to safety before reappearing inside the building for the next group.
Every rescue was a blur of motion. A man clutching a briefcase. A child screaming for her mother. A construction worker still gripping a bent steel beam. Adamus grabbed them all, his arms and flames working in perfect rhythm.
In seconds that felt like hours, he had evacuated hundreds depositing them in clear streets, far from the chaos before vanishing again into the falling behemoth of steel and glass.
Finally, he reached the last figure: an elderly woman in a pale coat, her body tilting forward toward the ground. Adamus reached out, his hand closing around hers with perfect precision.
"You're okay," he said, his voice calm despite the thunder of destruction all around them. "I've got you."
The instant her body was wrapped in his flames, they were gone reappearing in the open, the skyscraper's remains crashing to the ground behind them in an earth-shaking roar.
But before the old lady could respond, Lizard Mouth's foot slammed into Adamus with bone-crushing force, sending him crashing into the pavement. The impact sent shockwaves rippling through the ground, cracks forming beneath Adamus's body as he skidded to a halt.
crashing into a nearby wall. Lizard Mouth approached slowly, his steps deliberate and menacing. He walks up to Adamus and starts kicking him, With each kick, Adamus felt the force like meteors raining down?, each blow leaving him more bloodied than the last. But amidst the pain, Adamus gritted his teeth, refusing to yield.
Summoning every ounce of strength, Adamus grabbed Lizard Mouth's foot and hurled him away, the villain crashing to the ground with a resounding thud. Adamus rose to his feet, his body battered but his spirit unbroken. "I can keep going," he declared, his voice firm as he assumed his fighting stance.
Lizard Mouth let out a scream so sharp it tore through the city like a sonic blade. Windows exploded outward in glittering showers, the sound bouncing off buildings in an endless echo.
Then searing yellow light cut through the haze.
Bolts of pure energy lanced into Lizard Mouth from multiple angles, slamming into his scaled hide with crackling force. He reeled, roaring in agony, clawing at his face to block the relentless barrage.
Adamus whipped his head toward the source and felt something stir in his chest.
Down the avenue, a fleet of SkyGuard cruisers screamed to a halt, grav-thrusters humming against the pavement. From their flanks emerged towering police mechs hulking exosuits of midnight-blue plating with chrome accents, hydraulic limbs hissing steam. Each one was bristling with integrated cannons and shoulder-mounted emitters glowing with lethal light.
Deputy Hunter Stone stepped out of the SkyGuard, the hatch sealing behind him with a hiss. His boots crunched over shattered glass as he walked toward Adamus, silver eyes locked on him. Even with the chaos raging around them, his presence radiated comman
"We got this together," Stone said firmly, his voice carrying over the roar of battle. "I can tell you're strong you can beat this thing. But you're too busy saving everyone else." He tapped the comm unit on his wrist. "So let us handle that. You fight him."
As Stone spoke, his voice switched to a sharper tone for the channel. "Alpha Squad clear the west sector! Beta, cover the evacuation routes! Nobody left behind!"
Further back, Sheriff Amber Fox stood atop the roof of a cruiser, her white hair whipping in the wind. Her yellow eyes swept the battlefield like a predator tracking prey. Every order she barked sent mech units moving with perfect synchronization forming barricades, redirecting fleeing citizens, and cutting down debris before it could crush anyone.
The city was still on fire, still breaking but now, the tide had shifted.
Adamus glanced at Deputy Stone and Sheriff Fox, his mind racing with ideas. "Why don't you two have a robot suit on?" he asked, curiosity evident in his voice.
Deputy Stone flashed a confident smile. "Because we have superpowers," he replied matter-of-factly.
Adamus nodded, a plan forming in his mind. "Okay, I have a plan. You're right, I could beat him, but it would take a long time and cause a lot of casualties. So let's try to finish this with one hit. How long do you think you can hold him off?" he asked, his eyes scanning the scene. Deputy Stone shook his head. "Not for long. He's pretty strong. Seems like a level C threat, way above our pay grade," he admitted, his tone serious.
Adamus's gaze swept across the row of SkyGuard cruisers, their neon insignias pulsing against the dim chaos of the street. His eyes flicked to Deputy Stone, then back to the humming vehicles. Dylan's words echoed in his mind like a spark catching dry tinder: You can absorb energy. All kinds.
If that's true… then maybe I can pull it from them.
"Stone," Adamus said, stepping closer, his voice low but charged with urgency, "you got power cables or jump cords in those rides?"
Stone raised an eyebrow. "We always do." He smirked slightly. "These cruisers run on nuclear cores… and a few are running on something stronger dark matter drives."
Adamus's pulse quickened. Perfect.
"Then here's what I need," he said, his tone sharpening into command. "Get every car you have in a tight perimeter around me. Hook me up to all of them nuclear, dark matter, everything. Drain them dry into me."
Stone didn't hesitate. "You got it." He spun toward his officers, barking orders into his comm, his voice cutting through the chaos: "Circle up! All power to Vajra feed him everything you've got!"
Around them, the SkyGuard engines roared as cruisers and mech units converged, forming a steel-and-energy fortress around Adamus. The air buzzed with raw power, waiting to be unleashed.
The SkyGuard cruisers hummed like caged storms, their cores flaring brighter as power surged into the thick cables running into Adamus's hands. He gripped them like iron vices, the cords trembling under the draw. His veins swelled and pulsed with each surge thick cords of green fire crawling up his forearms, tracing over his biceps, then spiderwebbing across his neck. His skin glowed faintly from within, the light pushing out through every pore as though his body were a vessel on the edge of overflowing.
Around him, the battlefield raged. Lizard Mouth was a whirlwind of muscle and malice, hurling police mechs like toys, their midnight-blue plating screeching as they skidded across asphalt. One officer was swatted aside by his tail, slamming into a building hard enough to crack the wall. Others fired their cannons point-blank, only to be knocked sprawling into the street by the monster's thrashing limbs.
Adamus watched it all, the scene burning into his mind. His jaw tightened. The heat of the energy in his body was nothing compared to the weight in his chest.
"I'm sorry…" he murmured, voice low but steady, his eyes never leaving the carnage. "I couldn't save all of you."
From behind him, Deputy Stone's voice cut through the haze firm, unwavering. "It's okay, kid. They signed up for this." A beat. "I just hope you've got enough in you now… because our cars are tapped out. They're dead."
Adamus took one last breath, veins still burning with nuclear fire and dark matter shadows, his aura whipping the air around him in violent waves. He released the cords, the ends sparking as they fell.
"Tell your officers to clear the field," he said, voice carrying a weight that made even Stone pause.
Stone didn't ask questions he just relayed the command. Across the street, mechs and officers peeled back, their heavy footfalls and mechanical whirring fading into the background.
Adamus stepped forward through the settling dust. Lizard Mouth turned, their eyes locking.
In that moment, the world seemed to hold its breath, anticipation hanging heavy in the air. Adamus and Lizard Mouth locked eyes, two forces of nature poised for a showdown of epic proportions. The ground trembled beneath their feet, the echoes of battle filling the streets.
With a resolute expression, Adamus took a step forward, his energy crackling around him like a fire-green aura. Lizard Mouth stared him down, growling and screaming like a wild animal. Adamus held his ground, his eyes locked onto his adversary.
"I really wanna help you, man, but I gotta put you down," Adamus declared, his voice firm.
Lizard Mouth rushed towards Adamus with incredible speed, but Adamus was ready. With light reflexes, he dodged the attack, his body moving at FTL+ speed. Adamus aimed a punch at Lizard Mouth ribs, imbued with the same green aura as his energy.
The punch landed with a powerful impact, sending Lizard Mouth flying into the sky. Adamus focused all his energy into his feet and blasted off into the sky. As he soared into the sky, he went past Lizard Mouth, appearing in front of him in an instant.
Then, Adamus's entire body began to blaze with emerald light, the energy around him roaring to its absolute peak. With a breathless moment of tension, he threw his head back and unleashed a battle cry that tore through the air.
"Quantum Quake!"
In an instant, his form snapped into a flying sidekick stance, his entire body especially his legs sheathed in blinding green energy. He became a living comet, hurtling toward Lizard Mouth with unstoppable momentum. The very air seemed to split around him, spiraling into shockwaves that rattled the clouds.
The impact was cataclysmic. Adamus's kick slammed into Lizard Mouth with world-shaking force, detonating a burst of energy that sent rippling shockwaves tearing through the sky. The pair plummeted toward the ground at impossible speed, each thunderous shockwave in their descent erupting into fiery bursts of green.
On the streets below, Deputy Hunter Stone and Sheriff Amber Fox had already deployed the city's special defense units towering, high-tech shields that flared to life in walls of shimmering blue light. Their armored vehicles, designed as mobile bunkers, opened to receive civilians, sealing them safely inside reinforced compartments built to withstand even massive explosions.
Across the city, hidden access points dropped other citizens into fortified underground chambers a vast, interconnected network running beneath the streets, built to keep the population safe during monster attacks. As debris and waves of green energy tore through the area above, the shields and shelters held firm, ensuring no lives were lost in the chaos.
Then came the final crash.
With a deafening blast, Adamus drove Lizard Mouth into the earth, the impact creating a crater so massive it swallowed an entire city blocks. The explosion lit the sky, its shockwave flattening nearby debris while the police shields absorbed the brunt of the force.
When the smoke finally began to clear, the air still crackled with raw, residual energy. The ruined streets hummed in the aftermath, every bystander holding their breath.
Through the fading haze stood Adamus one boot planted firmly on the chest of the unconscious Lizard Mouth, his hands raised high in victory. His body still glowed with a soft, defiant green light, a living testament to the battle he had just won against a monster no one else could stop.
Sheriff Fox observed the scene with a hint of amusement in her eyes. "Looks like the kid's got it," she remarked to Deputy Stone, her voice carrying a lazy tone.
Deputy Stone nodded, a sense of pride swelling within him. "It looks like finally our city has a real hero willing to put in the hard work," he replied, his voice filled with admiration.
As Adamus stood over his defeated foe, citizens began emerging from the reinforced bunkers beneath the streets and the armored police vehicles that had shielded them. Relief washed over their faces, quickly turning to cheers and applause, their voices rising in praise for the hero who had saved their city.
With a satisfied smile, Adamus glanced around at the faces of the people he had saved.
The crowd of citizens rushed toward Adamus, spilling out from the fortified police vehicles and underground bunkers. They surrounded him in a wave of cheers, hugs, and questions.
"Can I get your autograph?" someone blurted, shoving a pen and paper forward.
"What's your name? I've never seen you before," another asked.
Others were more cautious. "We don't have insurance… you're not gonna charge us, right?"
"Or raise our taxes to cover this?"
Adamus gave a calm smile despite the barrage. "All of this was free," he said firmly. "I just want to protect my city, my people, and my district. My name… is Vajra."
Suddenly, a microphone appeared in his face held by a striking woman in a sleek news jacket, her voice crisp and confident.
"It looks like we have ourselves a new hero here," she announced to the cameras. "From the data provided by the superhero organization, we can't identify him. Please, tell us who are you?"
Adamus hesitated, the tension in his shoulders betraying his nerves. "My name is… Vajra," he said at last.
"Is this your first day on the job with the superhero organization?" she pressed.
Oh no… this is bad, Adamus thought. Then he straightened, resolve settling in. You know what? Who cares.
Out loud, he said, "No. I'm not part of the superhero organization. I'm my own hero."
The reporter's eyes widened. "That's illegal."
"Sometimes the law is wrong," Adamus replied evenly. "And if I see anyone in danger, I will risk my life to save them."
He turned to leave, the reporter following a few steps behind. "Wait we have more questions!" she called after him.
But as the crowd pressed closer, Adamus moved through them with gentle persistence, his voice low but certain. "I gotta go. But I'll always be here when you need me."
With that, he slipped away, the cheers echoing in his wake.
Adamus rushed over to Deputy Stone and asked, "Do you guys have everything? You don't need me anymore, right?"
Deputy Stone nodded, offering a reassuring smile. "Yeah, kid, you're good to go. I appreciate the help," he said, patting Adamus on the shoulder.
As Adamus turned to leave, Deputy Stone stepped forward, holding up a small radio device. "This is what he was using to communicate with his accomplices," Stone said, his tone measured and professional. "We'll trace it and see what intelligence we can extract."
Adamus nodded, acknowledging the deputy's diligence. "Keep me updated," he said simply.
Stone reached into his pocket, retrieving a card and extending it to Adamus. "Here's my contact information," he said. "If we find anything or need to coordinate, I want to ensure we can reach you directly."
Adamus accepted the card, his eyes scanning it briefly. "Understood. I'll reach out with my details. Let's keep the communication open," he replied, his voice firm yet respectful.
Stone gave a curt nod, his demeanor calm but focused. "We'll handle it from here. Be safe out there."
Adamus took the card and pocketed it, giving a nod of thanks. As he turned his head, he noticed something peculiar. Lizard Mouth was transforming back to his regular form a human lizard. The transformation was a startling sight, a reminder of the complexity of the situation they had just faced.
Deputy Stone instructed the officers to take Lizard Mouth into custody, and they swiftly moved to handcuff him. "Treat him like a C-rank threat. Get all the big handcuffs and everything," he ordered.
Adamus shook his head, stepping forward. "You don't have to do all that," he said calmly. He walked up to Lizard Mouth and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, sorry about this whole situation."
Lizard Mouth lowered his head, a mix of shame and frustration evident on his face. "You don't mean that," he muttered.
But Adamus's response was firm. "I do. I know how it feels to be peer pressured to be in a gang," he said, his voice sincere. "If you ever need help, I'll be here for you."
With those words, Adamus stepped back as the officers led Lizard Mouth away and into the waiting police car. The car doors closed with a heavy thud, sealing Lizard Mouth's fate for now.
As the car drove away, Adamus watched with a mixture of determination and compassion.
Adamus ran off into the distance, leaping from rooftop to rooftop to catch his breath. As he landed on a nearby roof, he paused to gather his thoughts. "Damn, that was tiring," he muttered to himself.
Suddenly, Dylan's voice came through in his headpiece. "Bro, we saw all of that on the news. There was a helicopter following you guys. You did an awesome job."
"Thanks, man. How's Sofia? Are you guys safe?" Adamus asked, concern lacing his voice.
Dylan's response was swift. "Yes, we're safe."
Before Adamus could reply, he heard a loud bang behind him. Instantly, he spun around, his senses on high alert.
The figure appeared, his cape billowing dramatically in the wind, his dark black hair flowing like a river of silk down to his shoulders. His hand raised in a calming gesture, he spoke with authority, "Calm down, big guy. I don't want any problems."
Adamus narrowed his eyes in recognition. "It's you, Omnimorph," he said, his voice steady.
Omnimorph's long, silky hair cascaded down his back, a testament to his Brazilian heritage, his gray eyes flashing with intensity. His suit, a striking combination of black and white, exuded power and authority as he approached Adamus.
"Can I help you?" Adamus asked, his tone cautious.
Omnimorph's response was laced with anger. "Yes, you can! What's your name?" he demanded, his voice echoing with authority. "You see, this city is under my leadership. Every superhero in District C answers to me. I decide how they operate, how they save people. So who the hell are you?" he challenged, moving closer to Adamus with each step, his presence imposing and intimidating.
Adamus took a step back as Omnimorph advanced toward him. "My name is Vajra," he declared firmly, maintaining his distance from the powerful figure.
In his earpiece, Dylan's voice sounded urgent. "Bro, whatever you do, don't get him mad. I know you feel powerful, getting your powers and all, but that dude is ranked number three. He will destroy you."
Omnimorph's response was surprisingly nonchalant. " Vajra, not a bad name," he remarked casually. But his demeanor quickly shifted as he fixed his gaze on Adamus. "What do you want from me? I gotta go," Adamus said hastily, attempting to escape.
He ran towards the nearest rooftop on the other side, but to his dismay, he collided with Omnimorph, stumbling to the ground. Looking up, Adamus saw Omnimorph extend a hand to help him up.
"Are you trying to run away from me?" Omnimorph asked, his voice stern. "Just know, I can Move at immeasurable speeds. I will catch you."
Adamus swallowed hard, realizing the gravity of the situation. Omnimorph continued, his tone now more advising than threatening. "Listen, Vajra. Go to the courthouse. Get your superhero license. Get registered as a superhero. Because if you don't, and I ever see you saving even one more person, I will end your career as a superhero," he warned, before soaring off into the sky.
Adamus watched Omnimorph disappear into the distance, his words echoing in his mind. "Hey, bro, maybe he's right," Dylan's voice sounded in his earpiece. "You should probably go to the courthouse and get a license."
Adamus shook his head, a stubborn resolve in his eyes. "You know, I'm not doing that," he replied firmly. "If I do that, I know for a fact they're going to keep me away from saving people."
"It's the right thing to do. Just follow the rules for once," Dylan urged.
Adamus sighed. "If the rules mean innocent people get hurt, I'm not following them," he stated defiantly. "But how's Sofia?" he asked, his tone softening.
"She's safe. I dropped her off at the hospital. She's with her father," Dylan responded. "I'm probably about to go to sleep, bro. I'll see you tomorrow.
"Alright, take care," Adamus said, acknowledging the end of their conversation. He took one last look at the city skyline before turning to head back home, his mind swirling with thoughts of the events that had just transpired.
Adamus hurried to the store before heading home, landing near some bushes close to his house. Swiftly, he changed out of his superhero costume and into his school uniform. He walked through the door, finding his mother watching TV. She turned around as he entered, a smile spreading across her face.
"Adamus, honey! I know you don't wanna watch soap operas with me anymore, but this episode is crazy," his mother said, munching on popcorn.
Adamus walked over to her with his hands behind his back. "Almasa, what's behind your back?" she asked with curiosity.
He pulled out a giant birthday cake and said, "Happy Birthday, Mom! Sorry for always getting into trouble. I love you!"
Almasa's eyes lit up, and she embraced him tightly. "I love you too Adamus Jovajra, and it's fine. I understand it's in your blood to help people out. Just don't do it anymore, OK? I don't care if it's a cat stuck in a tree," she chuckled. "By the way, you did a good job with your makeup. Told you, learning how to do makeup all those years with me wasn't a bad investment. I can't even see your bruises anymore." She smiled warmly at him, her pride evident in her eyes.
Adamus laughs, "Yeah, makeup," he replies, a playful glint in his eyes.
"I promise I won't risk my life to save anyone anymore, to save random strangers," Adamus vowed.
They settled on the couch, watching the soap opera together, laughing and enjoying each other's company. As the show went on, Adamus noticed his mom dozing off, her head resting gently on the arm of the couch. Smiling, he took a blanket and tucked it over her before quietly heading upstairs.
In his room, Adamus sat cross-legged and began to meditate, repeating the secret mantra: Om Mani Padme Hum. With each repetition, he felt his body healing, his strength subtly growing.
He exhaled slowly. "Guess it's time to sleep. It's already nine o'clock… and I've got school tomorrow."
But as he rested his head on the pillow, something strange happened.
Help… help…
The voices were faint at first, but they grew louder, echoing in his skull. Adamus sat up, eyes wide. "What is that? What's this feeling?"
He moved to the window, scanning the dark streets below. The cries weren't just in his head he could feel them. The pain, the fear, the desperation. It seeped into his bones, his skin, his very soul. He grabbed his head as the noise swelled.
"What's with all these voices? I can hear everyone… thousands of them… all in distress, all praying."
Without another thought, Adamus reached for his superhero suit. Pulling it on, he leapt from the window and bolted across the city at speeds faster than light, answering the calls for help as they flooded in.
His first stop an alleyway. A masked man was pinning down a young woman who screamed and prayed for rescue. Adamus arrived in a green-and-gold blur, tying the man to a pole before he could react. The woman looked around in shock. "What was that?"
Adamus enveloped her in his green flames, gently lifting her. "Name's Vajra," he said as he carried her to the nearest train station. She whispered a shaky "thank you" before disappearing into the crowd.
Next, he tore through a bad neighborhood. Two gang members were in a shootout in a parking lot. With a flicker of movement, Adamus snatched the guns from their hands, snapped them like twigs, and trapped the men in a shimmering green shield. "The cops will be here in the morning," he warned before vanishing again.
Along the way, he scooped up trash from the streets, moving too fast for the human eye to follow. Then he spotted a homeless man, shivering in the cold. Adamus raced to the nearest woods, gathering wood and scraps at incredible speed, returning again and again until a sturdy shed stood in place. The man's eyes welled with gratitude.
Adamus didn't stop there. Across the city, he built shelter after shelter for the homeless, answering cries for help without pause. Eventually, he returned to the scene where he had fought Lizard Mouth, cleaning the debris until the area looked untouched.
By the time every last prayer was answered, it was past 1 a.m. Adamus stumbled into his room, too exhausted to even remove his suit. He collapsed onto the bed and was asleep in seconds.
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