My Hero Origins Novels & Stories

A column of flames shot into the air. The fire burned everything away. … The AI-written tragedy had finally come to an end. Truth be told, I still didn't understand how I was rewarded by that eerie countdown and voice. There was no earth-shattering change. I didn't acquire a superpower. I also wasn't transported to a different world. When I regained consciousness and opened my eyes again, I realized that my "story" had been recorded in the novel that was open on my phone, sparing no details. I shared the same name as the male lead of the novel—Connor Graham.

"Your suffering shaped you, but it did not define you. It was meant to awaken the strength within you, one that has long been buried." "Buried?" My eyes narrowed. "What are you talking about?" She lifted her hand, and suddenly, images flashed before my eyes, scenes from a past I didn’t recognize. A woman who looked like me was standing in a temple bathed in silver light. A child, me? Cradled in her arms. A man with piercing golden eyes watching from the shadows. "You come from a line of warriors and rulers, those chosen by the moon to protect its power. But your birth was... unexpected."

Atlas, Adonis, and Xerxes “I think of Adonis because he is so beautiful, but then he would not only be known for his beauty but for his strength, which makes Atlas more suitable; also, he will succeed me when I am no more and will rule the Titans, who are the heroes. He would be the hero among heroes, which makes me think about Xerxes.” “He will be called Xerxes. He is a hero among heroes. His parents are warriors, and I know he will become a great warrior someday,” Laika said.

Never seems to be a doll day when your facing evil as a half alien super hero especially when you save humanity from being extinct twice and still seen as threats to the world. “Medulla we need a distraction now, Eric (Ying Yang) said as he struggled to maintain his force field in place. The team an I were in downtown New York city, fighting against Vanity troops that were hunting down hybrids. “ I m an it,” I said before harassing my energy to launch pink and green constructs at several tanks. These specific construct were five rhinos that pushed the tanks back enough for Eric catch his breath.

I finally manage to blurt out unthinkingly. “Well, it so happens that the legend behind our origins is quite literal despite what we’d all presume,” she smiles sweetly, appearing just a few years older than myself, “-we are made in the image of the Moon Goddess and her alone – duplicates of our mother herself. We are the true Children of the Moon and I am the first of her name, Cateline. It’s a true pleasure to meet you, Willow.” “It's nice to meet you too,” I raise a dubious eyebrow, still not entirely sold on what is going on.

If that were the case, it wouldn’t just be the Sacred Association from the ancient martial arts world searching for the Tomb of Sword Madness. “Do you know the Blade Hero’s origins, bro? Why would so many people want to pillage his tomb?” The man in white answered, “The number one demigod, invincible in the Realm of Transformation! With a blade in hand, he stabilized the ancient martial arts world. He is indomitable.”

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.