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Kael snarled, "And what will you do? You're just a pup compared to the likes of us. You have no power here." Sophia straightened up, not budging an inch. "Maybe not yet. But I have my family, and we will fight back." "Your family won't save you from this," Kael belittled. "Daniel, are you with us or against us? Daniel turned to Sophia with a look of uncertainty, his eyes not knowing quite which way to turn. "I… I don't know," he whispered. Above her frustration and terror rose. "Daniel, please, you know who I am! You know I would never betray you."

"Still a kid. " "You're my only brother, the best brother I could ever have. I don't want to lose my brother. " "The best brother because you did nothing but browse the net during office hours. " I rolled my eyes, and he chuckled. "That's not the only reason. You protected me. You provided for me. You did what parents did to their children to me. And you make me feel like no one can bully me when you are around. You are my hero. " "Hmm!!! Hero, my ass. " He burst into laughter, and I chuckled.

Occasionally, she dabs at her damp nose. "I'm Fathia Bernessa Claire. Yesterday I hid. I'll surely overcome everything. And I'll retaliate against anyone who did this to my family. I've never been looked at like that before. It's not that I'm ungrateful for being given a second chance at life. But... but," Fathia's voice falters. It's painful and suffocating to continue with everything she wants to say.

Nicholas said still staring at me. I wrinkled my face at him. "Really?" "What?" "That's such a cheesy line and I've read it in too many romance novels to know what it means." | said and that seemed to have Nicholas interest because he sat up from the bed. "Oh yeah, what does it mean?” Nicholas asked with a smirk. I rolled my eyes at his piqued interest. "The hero says something like that to the heroine and she momentarily forgets herself. Before you know it, they are making sex memories."

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.

He told them. Iero and Hierro froze. How can they not understand what Blue means? Hierro is an ordinary citizen. Even if he came from another world, he is also just an ordinary person there. Even though Iero has power, he is also non-combatant like Hierro. Even though Reyan has powers, his powers are deteriorating along with his body, and he finally collapses. Then, there is Aria. She has no powers now, and not any different than Hierro, except that she is a queen.

"War Legate Draco is a hero, so everyone here knows him. Oh my, I went off track there. Who would you like to know about, Mr. Adrian?" "Strider Hicks." "Huh?" The old man was instantly shocked. "That little monster?”

I wrapped my coat tighter around me and continued walking, until I saw Dad, his hands shoved deep into his pockets and his gaze fixed on the horizon. “I have some news for you. And it's better off not talking on the phone. I don't want your mom to know about it, it's slightly related to her,” "Related to her? I don't understand." “The owner of Global reach Enterprise is Elara Rutherford and her real name is Paige, she was your mom's enemies and your mom caused her these, he pulled a picture from his pocket and handed it to me, "That scars"

Instead, they sent Nero to the war front, a meat grinder where they expected him to perish. But Nero defied their expectations. He became a legend—the King of War. His island-honed skills—martial prowess, medicinal healing, strategic genius—made him unstoppable. He moved through battlefields like a phantom, felling enemies with lethal precision. His knowledge of herbs and remedies, learned from Draco’s ancient wisdom, saved countless allies, stitching life back into broken bodies. His strategies turned New Delta City’s defenses into an impregnable stronghold, its walls whispering his name. His rage, once a raw wildfire, was now a honed blade, sharp and unyielding, its edge set on one goal: v

Slowly walking over to the front of the stalker watched as the two rivals circle each other staring into the souls. The hero from the heavens look familiar his dark curls fell over his head, a beard of a clean dress cut, acute. But pleasant metal eyes, wearing an gold and Red Army suit, he had a dagger in his hand and a shield in the other with the Utopias symbol of Unity on it. The real symbol is an all gold, base of a circle and three petals that are in the position of a triangle overlapping each other. He stood tall and mighty compared to Zaro who was pale, hunched back and no light in his soul.