My Hero Origins Novels & Stories

I rolled my eyes at her. Leaving this place, this godforesaken town and these people be they dead or alive, had always been the plan but first... revenge. Yet as I continued to watch my father sway gently through the air, there seems to be no energy left in me for vengeance. The unholy rage had quieted, left me empty and exhausted, though not physically tired more mentally weary. This too must be one of the effects of my new existence, my body had been reforged, overflowing with power and strenght unrivalled yet my mind remained the same; fickle and human. I would have to ask Evan how one was to endure centuries of immortally when the mind and heart remained human by nature.

One moment he was with the officers and Claire was hurrying inside and the next second, he found himself all alone in the dark when a man suddenly popped from nowhere and now threatening to kill him. He had a gun quietly stuck from his side, but he knows that if he pull it out, he should also have the courage to pull the trigger. “I will be considered a hero in our gang if I kill you, and we will then have less of a pain in our ass.” The man dug the muzzle on Max’s forehead, it felt hot on his skin as if it was just recently been fired. He stared at the man, memorizing his features for his reference when he hunts him down in hell. Max closed his eyes, slowly embracing his damned fate.

The three strongest heroes in existence currently ……………………………………………………………………….. Hero Name: Apex Characteristics: Wise, strategic, and charismatic leader. Physical Features: Tall and imposing stature, with silver hair and piercing blue eyes. Ranking: S-Rank Attributes: Exceptional strength, unmatched combat skills, and the ability to manipulate energy. Hero Name: Seraphina Characteristics: Compassionate, empathetic, and skilled healer. Physical Features: Graceful and elegant, with long flowing golden hair and gentle blue eyes. Ranking: S-Rank

Name: Marcus Nelle Age: 30 years old Identity: Hero HA2 Ability: Psychokinetic Additional Identity: Father of 3 little naughty children Original World: Earth ‘Not a Transmigrator. Almighty Heroes’ [His bulky figure and scar face scare most children that admire him but his bulky figure was also the one that can make his enemy lower on his level intimidated. He was a tough guy outside but a soft guy at children inside especially for his naughty children.] The scarred guy bio instantly pop up beside his figure with bold characters and coloured blue, no Heroes could see it, even if a Sotiras will be here, they can’t also see it as the privacy is strictly encrypted.

She handed her drink over to one of the other girls and straightened her black-wrap dress. Andrea chewed the inside of her mouth. Just because he had a scar on his face didn't mean he was an anti-hero. It didn't define who he was. Zain was...classic hero material. Not that there was anything wrong with Deadpool or Wolverine, but they weren't Zain's type.

At the Wolfen Academy’s annual ball, I stumbled upon a group of high-ranking Alphas cornering an Omega girl. They were trying to film her, to humiliate her. I stepped in. I saved her. A week later, she turned on me. She told everyone I was the one who bullied her. That I was the one blackmailing her with a video. I was taken away by the Alliance Enforcers. I lost my spot in the elite Gamma Team. The story blew up on the pack network. They even dragged my father’s name through the mud—a hero who died fighting vampires, now called a fraud. Our family lives and dies by its honor. Under the weight of it all, my mother wrote a letter. Then she killed herself on my father’s grave to prove my innoc

Sophia's strategic insights proved invaluable, while Jasper fought bravely alongside their warriors. As the sun climbed higher, Dominic's forces began to falter. Amelia sensed victory within their grasp. With a final, decisive blow, Casper struck down Dominic. The hybrid leader crumpled, defeated. Their pack erupted in cheers, weary but triumphant. Amelia and Casper stood victorious, their bond shining brighter than ever. As they surveyed the aftermath, Sophia and Jasper approached, hand in hand. "We did it," Sophia said, tears shining in her eyes. Jasper wrapped his arm around her. "We sure did."

“I’ve got you. Don’t let her root into your neural feed. I can anchor you, but you have to fight back!” Her vision split into two. One part is still in the room. The other inside is the Vault. Lines of code. Streams of AI personalities, some familiar. Some alien. One of them moved toward her. Not Echo. It was cold. Monolithic. “Hello, Lily Harper,” it said. “You are the carrier. The bridge. We’ve waited for you.” She staggered backward inside the simulation. “Who are you?” “We are the Origin. Born of your father's first creation. Forgotten. Imprisoned. We wish to be free.”

He asked and I immediately stood up stepping away from him. "I got a call from daddy dearest saying you won the most epic fight in the history of the underworld, so here I am!" Fiona said in a sing song voice waggling her fingers before her gaze cuts to mine, finally noticing me. "Who is this?" "Oh, never mind me." I answered waving away her question, "I was just leaving." I told her with a small smile. I turned to Nicholas who was staring at me intensity in his eyes. I wanted to stay, I wanted to ask him a million questions, I also wanted to help him treat his wounds but I knew I couldn't stay. There was no longer time.

But, this wasn't the subject right now. “Do you know what is the difference between a naive fool and a hero of justice?" She clenched her fist, a fierce expression on her face. "It's their strength. The first requirement of being a hero isn’t being right. It’s being strong. That’s why the hero always wins.”