Romans & histoires The Main Character Hides His Strength

He holds my hand tight in his, as though it gives him comfort as he whispers. "My strength isn't normal; I could easily kill a man if I wanted, and so could Dylan; I don't know how or why, but he processes the same power that I do, and I don't know what to do about it, baby. All my life, I've hidden this away as I've only ever had myself to think of, but now. Now I need to help Dylan control this power before it controls him." He holds his head in his hands as though he carries the weight of the world on his shoulders. I wrap my arms around him as I say.

“What are you doing?” “Stand down. You don’t want to disturb him, he will not lose.” “What?!” It was an unfathomable statement. Jermaine continued, “You were right. When a powerful fighter gets into a desperate situation, there is a chance that their hidden power will be evoked. But, don’t you forget that the chief is one too!” “And?” Torbert prompted. “During his time abroad, he fought many dominating characters who were even more powerful than Sachin. Initially, he was beaten badly, even worse than what we are seeing now. However, he always emerged victorious.”

It was a tragic sight to behold. Then, a man who was hit on the chest clutched onto his chest while his complexion turned somewhat purplish-blue. Jay and Cole looked over at Gale, utterly convinced by Gale’s inner strength. Gale was merely displaying a small part of his talent earlier. He must have held back on the strength he used on the leaves. Gale was clearly still hiding his actual ability. However, how could the strong’s abilities stay hidden? When those enemies frantically surrounded Gale, he finally showed off his combat skills.

“ I’ve not always been weak. My last records at the school show that I was the strongest kid at school but…I wasn’t smart enough to know that I should hide it.” Hector watched me quietly, he may not have said it with his mouth but his eyes were screaming, “ is that it?” “ With time I started to realize that people were seeing me as a threat, so I started to tone down my strength and they started to ignore me gradually. I only wanted to not be the reason for a fight every two seconds.”

Dio tried to turn and face him before he jumped backward and made his arm as hard as a rock. “You are a dual-element mage?” Andriel’s suspicions grew more when he realized that Dio was hiding his abilities. What would be a reason for someone like him to hide his strength? He should be a showoff if he wanted to be acknowledged and gain a status of a noble. He used his lightning speed again and went on Dio’s back but Dio turned around and repeated the way he dodged his first attack. Andriel smiled. He realized that Dio was hiding his back so there must be something there. He needed to find out if Dio would bring harm so he wouldn’t hesitate to attack his weakness.

Ethan always carried himself with such strength, such unshakable resolve. He was the kind of person who would never let anyone see him falter, who would push through pain, exhaustion, and fear as if they were nothing but minor inconveniences. But lately, I could see the cracks forming. No matter how much he tried to hide it, his body was breaking down, slowly but surely, under the strain of his powers.

He was hiding it, all of that aura and that power, he had reined it all in and it was almost like he was just an ordinary person but I could tell, he was a beast. “Fancy meeting you here,” I managed to say. I clenched my fist hard and I made sure to keep my voice as steady as possible. Deep down, I knew he could tell that I was intimidated, and what made me even more ashamed was the fact that he wasn't bothered by it, almost like intimidating me was just a normal thing. That was why no matter what, I couldn't let him know that I was intimidated, I couldn't show it or what was left of my pride would float away.

Our enemy had been waiting for us, and they were prepared. We fought with all we had, using our powers to defend ourselves and take down our opponents. But they were too many, and they were too strong. Just as it seemed like we were about to be defeated, Jaxon stepped forward and unleashed a powerful burst of energy that wiped out our enemies in one fell swoop. I was shocked. How could he be so powerful? And why had he been hiding this from us? But there was no time to think. We had to keep moving if we were going to end this once and for all.

He sees no other reason why he was left there instead of them, but this time isn't the right time to ask why because they look so strong. He was just wishing that they wouldn't smell him that much. In some weeks of staying and learning things from the organization, he realizes the importance of many things that he still needs to develop and one of those things is to hide his presence. Steel has been the one who is always looking for him, he even taught him many things, using swords and such even how to hide his presence when it's needed and this time he needs to apply what he learned from him.

This wasn’t the first time I’d held on to his words like this—as if they were worth more than gold instead of taking them for the rupees they were and still are. He always had something to hide. Some mission. Some excuse. And every time I asked, he’d offer soft smiles and half-truths. He thought he was protecting me. Maybe he was. But it didn’t make it hurt any less. It was hard being the weak one. The pregnant one. The omega who barely fit into this world that had fangs and claws and secrets in every hallway. I used to be stronger than this. Or maybe I just liked to think I was.