The closest to her on her side of the theatre was a grim-faced man with short bck hair and eyes that glowed with amethyst light. His expression was stoic but his eyes were sharp and intelligent. He wore a simple business suit and was leaning ba his seat with his legs crossed, his expression unreadable. This was the A she remembered, though she now knew him better as Phan Duong. He could drain aire metropolitan area of its electrical charge with a breath and unleash it to devastate his surroundings. Any living thiouched simply dropped dead if he wished it.
was a blonde woman wearing a full suit of armor and had a helmet in her p. If A was unfppable, Liberty was made of ice. Her stare was unapologeti its disdain as she swept her gaze over the other mythics gathered. She sat with her feet pnted and her nose wrinkled in disgust. Her powers were as well known as her peers, she could distribute a passive increase in all attributes to those that followed her and the more that received her gift the stronger she became in turn. She was one of the first Divio form a cult around herself in order to expand her powers.
After her was a tan skinned man with five-o’clock-shadow and a wry smile on his face. He sat in nothing but shorts, a flowery vacation shirt, and sandals. First Wind was as rexed and easygoing as ever, his disposition etric. He fshed a few smiles here and there, pointing out a few people in the crowd of Mythics shamelessly. He waved now and then and even blew a kiss at one woman, drawing a gre from Liberty. First Wind could create a storm with a breath and trol the air pressure and temperature around him as easily as one could walk. The colteral damage from his battles was legendary.
Sonya frow the fa the middle of the seven, a powerfully built man with a bald head and beady eyes in a dark suit that did not fit his muscur frame. He was frowning at Otis and a vein was slowly throbbing in his impossibly thick throat. Majordomo ched his fists impatiently in his p and leaned forward to stare at the back of Otis’ head as if he were looking for an openiually he rexed and leaned ba his seat, huffing to himself. Majordomo possessed physical strength on par with Otis and enjoyed a suite of features within his ability parable to a ic book paragon. Durability, speed, strength, and the ability to fly.
o Majordomo was an asian woman with bck hair in a green headdress and gsam who was leaning on the arm of her chair and looking incredibly bored. Qilin huffed out a breath and muttered something to Majordomo who shook his head. She frow him and looked away, twirling her finger in her hair. Qilin possessed many of the abilities of her namesake and could transform into such a mo will. Her most terrifying ability was the capacity to manipute d probability within a small area around herself making it almost impossible to touch her.
Following Qilin was a long haired man with a dark smile on his face, his hair was off-silver and his skin had turned a ruddy red as a result of his powers. Like Majordomo and A he wore a fitted suit with a red tie that matched his skintone. He was rubbing his thoughtfully and eyeing the crowd while everyo settled. Astaroth possessed monstrous physical abilities along with the rare power to summon horrific creatures that he could trol. He cared very little about who got caught up in the rampages of his demons and roo treating the mindless beasts better than he did his own human subordinates.
Finally, the st was a thin man with gsses and cropped cut brown hair. Craftsman sat stiffly, looking a bit tense despite his position of power. Astaroth leaoward him and murmured something and a bloodthirsty smile spread across Craftsman’s face. He reached up and adjusted his gsses before saying something in response, elig a ugh from Astaroth. Uhe others who were legendary for the damage they were capable of, Craftsman was what Amos dreamed he could be, a creator of magic tools and ons that were exclusive to the highest order of Mythics. He owned no pany, rather ehe resources the world simply threw at him.
Sonya pulled her eyes from them, itting their faces once more to memory. They were the worst of the worst, the agents who maniputed the world and created the crisis that would lead to the end. Her eyes turned back to Otis, All at his order.
“My brothers and sisters, as you may have heard, the Divines and I have taken a great stride towards the future stability of our precious world,” Otis said to the crowd, “A mythigeon has fallen to us and the rewards have proven more than worth the cost of life and limb.”
There was a round of appuse, even hua cpped, Sonya forced herself to participate if only to keep up appearances in this memory. Otis held out his hand and a goblet appeared in it. Sonya froze, Oh, she felt a chill run up her spi was this summit.
“This is the Grail of Divine Right, given to us as a reward for pleting the Mythigeon!” Otis uded, “A cup from which our future shall pour out. One sip from this chalice awaken the divinity in anyone! But that Divinity must be fed if it is to grow,” He said, holding up a finger, “Worship and Adoratio’s price, those who drink from it will gain strength from those who adore them, much like someone we know,” He gnced back at Liberty who brushed her hair back flippantly.
“This cup will be our course to establish the proper natural order in this world,” He announced, “With it, the chosen among us will truly bee Gods, worshiped and praised so that we will have the power to render our eo dust. The humans will finally serve a purpose in this fight.”
A silence washed over the crowd. o her, hua ched her fists, “Is he insane?” She murmured.
You have no idea, Sonya thought with goosebumps running down her skin. She reached out and took hua’s hand.
“They’re people not cattle,” hua hissed, and she wasn’t alone in her misgivings. There were many present who seemed unfortable with Otis’ words.
This was just the start of the divisioween the Heroes. It would only get worse from here. Sonya thought as she watched Otis’ face. There was a smughere that she hadn’t seen the first time she’d been in this seat. The division was his pn all along, fug monster.
She set her teeth and tio s the room, she didn’t o listen to Otis extol the virtue of using unawakened as a fuel source for their powers. That was when she spotted a woman sitting in the crowd he throne of the seven. Her eyes were a startling amethyst color and she wore the robes of the Amethyst Order. She narrowed her eyes, while her new powers didn’t seem to work in this dream state, she wondered if her inal abilities worked.
She froze, As in, Phan Duong’s fiance? She examihe woman more closely, she had a critical eye ohing around her and her expression was calm and even a little smug. Now and then she gowards A and mouthed something. Sonya g A who nodded a bit vatly. Her expression hardened, So that’s how it is. Noted. She turned away from the woman and searched the room, Is there anything else I pick up on while I’m here? This won’t st forever.
“Sonya?” She heard hua call to her, it seemed distant.
Not yet, more information, I need more!
“Sonya?” hua called.
Sonya’s eyes flicked through the crowd, Someone has to stand out, some- She spotted an effeminate man sittihe edge of the crowd, a tablet in his hand. He was writing something oablet a gng up at Otis with a mixed look of reverend fear. Who?
< Matthews, Unawake;
An unawakened, here? Otis would never allow that, wait, Matthews… his wyer? Sonya bnched, she had never met the man in person and had only heard the stories ter through hua. This was the skilled attorhat had helped Otis get away with nearly everything he’d done as a hero up until the day he’d decred himself leader of the Divines and put himself above the w. hua had said before that Otis basically kept him around like an amusi. A smile crept across Sonya’s face, I wonder if they’ve made tact yet.
“Sonya!” hua nearly shouted, grabbing her shoulder and giving her a shake.
Sonya blinked and whipped her head towards her wife, “Huh?”
hua smiled at her, “Love, time’s up,” She said and reached out to cup Sonya’s face with a soft hand.
“What?” Sonya blurted.
“Time to wake up.”
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Beyol stepped out of the back door of the hotel, pulling his hood over his head. He’d spent enough time hiding out and researg the state of things iy from the safety of the room. Now it was time for a bit of legwork. He shoved his hands into the pocket of his hoodie and popped his fingers, gng arouh the brim of his cap. The crime rate in this city is weird, why is it so low? The i told me nothing except that the gangs were behaving strangely. You’d think the cops would say something.
He walked the length of the alley, staying attentive of his surroundings as he sidered what he’d mao learn besides the oddities ing New York’s criminals. Sonya ovna has a pent foing to night clubs and makes an effort to make es with everyone she meets. She likes handshakes a great deal meaning it should be easy to get within physical tact with her if I get close enough. Her attendant, maid, bodyguard? Whatever the hell she is, she has superhuman strength and rarely leaves Sonya’s side, otherwise she sticks to standard armed bodyguards for her prote.
He scratched his neck, The maid shouldn’t be a problem and the guards are just chattel. But-
He paused and lowered his hand, a frown crossing his face as four men stepped out into the alley in front of him. His fiensed in his hoodie, his sharpehumb cutting a divot in his wrist. “ I help you?” He grunted.
“Yeah!” One of the men said, stepping forward with a bat slung over his shoulder, “You e quietly so you talk to the king.”
King?
“I’m afraid you have me at a disadvantage,” Beyol said, gng to his left as four more men stepped up behind him. “What king are you referring to?”
“The King of New York’s underworld, ya idiot,” The man with a bat growled, swinging it ond pointing it at Beyold, “You think you roll into this city and kill whoever the fuck you want a away with it? A fug cabbie? That’s low. The guy had kids.”
Beyol narrowed his eyes, How did they know? Was there something I missed? More importantly, there’s a King of the Underworld? Iing. Maybe I get some information from these guys. A bde formed in his hand inside his hoodie, No point in talking anymore.
“Hey! Say something assha-” The knife left Beyols hand in a fsh, the moment it was embedded betwee wielding man’s eyes. The corpse fell to the ground before the others could eve. He whipped his hands out of his hoodie and two more kook shape while the knife he’d thrown turned bato liquid and rushed towards him in the air. The men only hesitated for a moment before letting out a roar and charging him. Fmes erupted from one man’s hands, electricity from another, a third grew cws.
All awakened? Who is this King guy? Beyol thought as he dove between a fiery pund a swipe of iron cws. He slid and threw the knives he created into their backs before snatg the third out of the air over his head and hopping onto the back of the electricity user, ramming the bde into his throat. He hopped off in time for the other four to engage, his hand moving in what looked like slow motion as bdes seemed to materialize in the air around him. The knives unched as if propelled of their own will and riddled two more of his attackers.
The st two had pletely differeions, one had defended himself from the attack by turning his skin to stohe other had immediately turo run. Beyol scowled at the runner and threw a ko his back as the stone man realized what had happened. He was on him in an instant, pushing him to the crete below and grabbing him by the shirt. He he white queen chess piece pin on his pel. Beyol frowned and g the other bodies, Uniforms?
He looked back down at the st survivor, “Tell me what I want to know and I’ll make it quick,” He snarled, creating an ice pick out of his liquid metal blood.
The stone man just gri him, “You are so fucked buddy,” He ughed, “If we don’t get you, the higher ups will, we have a Goddess on our side.”
“King? Goddess? What the hell are you talking about?” Beyol snarled.
“I ain’t saying shit to you,” The stone man shot back.
Beyol tilted his head, “Oh? You think so?” He said and pulled him to his feet, looking him dead in the eyes, “Let’s go somewhere private, shall we?”
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Vilin Tier
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Schemer Tier
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