S Class Heroes Novels & Stories

=== Class A - Suite Room, Library access Class B - Studio Apartment, Private dojo, Shooting range Class C - Deluxe Room, Advanced gym, Games room Class D - Standard room, Laundromat, Pool Class E - Basic room, Cafeteria, Garden, Basic gym === Everyone looked at the locations and compared rankings. It was a little unfair for those in the higher tiers. === Class A - Death Princess & Seer Class B - Death Princess & Seer (Double up) Class C - Match Class D - Gambler, Controlled Berserker & Two Shots Class E - Zen, Faceless, Oriole, Impenetrable Shield, Tracer & Scorpion

Each human had a certain amount of capacity and said capacity allowed them to make more contracts of greater qualities. For example, a normal S class needed about 100 capacity points or CP for short. Of course, even the absence of a contract didn't mean that one was destined to mediocrity. Lilith was the living example of such. Still, the reality was that with her talent for the sword and mana, if she had been able to have a contract, Lilith could have been three or four times stronger than she was currently. Chloe, briefly looking at Camelia's black hair with an expression of grief, sighed before steeling her expression and presenting the device to Sol.

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

“Is that your first question?” I shut the menu. “You and your brothers. What exactly are you? Are you S-class werewolf alphas?” S-class werewolf alphas were likened to be as strong and powerful as Enigmas. Since Enigmas were always assumed to be non-existent, S- class werewolf alphas were rare as well. But given the speed Xendith possessed, I assumed he and his brothers weren’t just the average alphas. “We’re hybrids” Xendith clarifies. “S-class werewolf alphas with a mix of vampire”

A massive ice-blue dragon roared from my staff, surging into the sky. Absolute zero. All four enemies–frozen solid in place. "Now. Kill." My voice was calm. Cold. Matthew's ADC unleashed a storm of arrows from the backline, shredding their front line in seconds. Shadow emerged from the darkness like a phantom. A flash of steel–two strikes, and their unprotected carry was gone. Under Miracle Hands's perfectly timed shields, Cedric's swordsman descended like a war god. Blade flashing–cutting through the frozen, low-health enemies one after another.

Or maybe not crazy enough—a kind of cold, logical madness that almost makes sense if you look at it sideways. “You’re not making it through that tunnel,” Amon says, his shadows swirling back, ready for round two. “We’ll stop you.” “Will you?” The Chancellor cocks his head. “You’re strong, shadow manipulator. Stage III, if I’m reading you right. But I’ve been feeding on all this Intent for weeks. I’ve taken powers and memories from dozens of Hunters. I’m Class S now. Do you really think you can stop me?” Class S. That’s the top. The kind of threat they send entire squads for, with heavy gear and backup plans.

He shook his head as if to try to physically knock the unwelcome thoughts out of his brain. Gathering his emotions more tightly under control, he squared his shoulders and stood tall, pointing an accusing finger at the dark-haired witch. "You will not destroy me! I am Brandur of Clan Sköll, known as The Destroyer for a reason!" The woman sighed heavily, and he thought he saw her roll her eyes. "Freya help me," Astrid murmured, raising her hands in a supplicating gesture toward the skies. "Once again, Brandur of Clan Sköll, I am not here to harm you. You are far too important for that."

Madam Secretary had felt a glimmer of hope, totally convinced that the heroes would be able to take down the last standing alien life form that seemed to be stronger than all the others—Elektris. The Pentagon’s database had managed to gather information on these heroes over the years, having records of their special abilities. They had names like the Blue Streak, Spartan, the Pink Projectile and their most recent addition, the Viper. The appearance of Lady Death had took them all by surprise after she was spotted to be working alongside the other heroes, given her incriminating past life. Of course they had tried to find out how these people came to be—how they got these powers but no resear

“Any class, actually, as long as it’s an A on your specialty magic.” “Specialty magic?” Dorin asked, confused. “For example, my specialty magic is Healing.” his aunt explained, “I am a class S magic Healer. Marcus here’s specialty is Enerkinesis.” “I’m a class S Enerkinetic.” the general said proudly. “I can control energy and bind them to weapons to create magic arsenals for our military.” “The classes range from D to A with A as the highest, and S as an advanced rank.” Professor Althea continued.

Almighty Heroes’ Ability: Mind Reading [A guy with a lowest ranked among the Heroes present but is extremely dangerous when it become serious as he can read what was your weakness] Name: Cassie Ver Age: 20 years old Identity: Hero HA7 Additional Identity: Superstar [Actress] Ability: Love-sick Potion Original World: Earth ‘Not a Transmigrator. Almighty Heroes’ [She will glance in a direct way at someone eyes if they give her a moment of interest, causing for the victim person to have lovesickness towards her for a long time]