Neuro, now a green hulking reptilian abomination, walked around the streets with his sharp teeth bared while people around him evaded looking at him, ashamed of him. Neuro is horrified by his own look in the reflection of the building’s window. “Tch…“ said Neuro. “My real name… is not Neuro… It is Stefan… of Grimville…” he narrated along the lines of his own madness. “My whole life, I was bullied for my appearance, so I lied to my village, telling them I had a girlfriend and a family… They saw through my lies… beat me… banished me… I was a laughingstock… I met the Superhero team of Miguel Azral… The Knights. They humiliated me when I decided to become a Rogue… I lied about having a bomb, and they cruelly bathed me with the Splooge… as I fell in a cage full of Chameleons… Turned into this reptilian monstrosity… After I was beaten a couple of times… I was turned into this… By Eradicator… Made me… Broke me so much that I became… Unbreakable… People say I was the one that got myself shot that day and had the Splooge sploosh all over me… That may be true… BUT I DON’T AGREE… WITH… TRUTH!!! I will shatter truth… Just as truth shattered me… I… AM… NO LONGER NEURO THE NEUROTIC… I AM… STEFAN THE UNBREAKABLE!!!” he roared, as a diaper full of fecal matter that was flown by the wind was slapped into his face.

  Stefan, after cleaning himself with the mud. enters the store and takes out a gun from the pocket in his brown trench coat. He is soaking wet from all the rain, depressed, and moist. “GIMME ALL YOUR BEER!!!” roared Stefan.

  The store owner laughs. “Okay… Okay…”

  Stefan pulls the trigger. It won’t shoot.

  “Safety’s on, you dumb fuck…” The store owner pushes Stefan, but he stumbles himself. “Don’t make me call the cops. You’re Infected, aren’t you? One of those dumbass Rogues from Miguel Azral’s gallery… I heard you were Neuro… You keep making silly one-off plans that embarrass other villains. I’ll be scared when A REAL villain comes… Like Undying.”

  Stefan’s eye twitches.

  “What? HAHAHA!!! Did that hurt yo feewings?”

  Stefan stares at the man. His eyes glow red, as he blasts heat vision from his eyes that melts the store owners head. Stefan is shocked by his newfound power.

  “NO!!! JAMES!!!” sobbed the woman, holding his body. “NO!!! NOOOOO!!!” She shakes as she grabs for her holopuck to call the police. Her hand is too shaky and she drops the phone a few times. She can’t even keep still. Her senses tell them to run.

  Stefan says a flimsy apology. “I’m sorry… Hey… I’m sorry… I’m-...” But a dark thought enters Stefan’s mind. “Is this it…? The beauty…? Liberty…? Is this what it means to be a hero…? Destroying the brutalities of truth and reality. And freeing them from said truths… Master Beatle… did tell such truths…”

  Stefan the Unbreakable… as a child… saw Beatle once… preaching in the street…

  Stefan of Grimville was indeed a loser, but he was taught by Beatle the idea of idealism… And that peace and autonomy can only be achieved through sacrifice… Stefan saw him… as he was pushed around by the crowd who bumped into him. But, on a stage merely made of haybales, Beatle preached the Word of God in his own understanding, telling them the classic story of the Scropion and the Spider.

  Stefan smiled, seeing Beatle, as he pushes into the crowd and manages to reach Beatle.

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  Stefan then trips on Beatle’s leg, who immediately helps him up.

  “Hahaha! I can’t believe you stumbled upon me! They say fate is like gravity! Destiny is like gravity!” smiled Beatle. “Didn’t I tell you guys that? Stefan, right?”

  Stefan’s eyes sparkled, realizing Beatle knew his name without being told. “I always wanted to be a hero like you…”

  “These people fear Superheroes… So Shush… But y’know… I always believed in the original heroes… The ones who still believed… Believe, boy…”

  “What do I believe in…? How do you achieve peace and autonomy…?”

  Now, Stefan smiles lovingly as he crushes the woman’s hand, who screams in horror and pain. “‘By bringing people to their Fate…’” he mouthed Beatle’s words before melting her face as she could be heard gargling with blood while screaming. “Y’know…” he spoke with their bodies. “Beatle shot me… once… Because I was being evil… Doing things out of revenge… But now, I’ve been enlightened…” His eyes are insane… twisted… twisting Beatle’s words into his own. “Like he said… For peace… autonomy… for all humanity…” He turns to see two children crying in horror. “For ALL humanity…” his eyes glowed red.

  Miguel, masked once more, is a bit rusty, but gets ready to fight, landing in the middle of the street doing a bit of a superhero landing compared to his clumsy landings before. Miguel senses something wrong with his newfound Probability Sense. He instinctively activates Diwata State. “Aight… LET’S DO THIS THING!!!” Miguel smells the area, only to puke upon the smell alone… It is as if the smell significantly has a deadly form of Usog brewing from it. He opens the store, and only sees puddles of grossly-colored slop and liquid. It smells atrocious, like something died long ago.

  Miguel sighs as a caped figure lands behind him. Miguel immediately sensed who he was, and was fairly annoyed.. Miguel knows this figure has a “U” on his chest and wore the colors of the American flag, showcasing the true meaning of liberty. “Neuro!? I don’t have time for you… I’m busy trying to find a new-...” Miguel senses… something… He smells Stefan’s pheromones… They smell different… As if every part of his bodily senses are telling him not to fight… But to run.

  “Yo…” said Miguel. “Did you do this!?”

  Stefan smiles. “Miguel!” He smiled, with insane eyes, as he then pridefully and brotherly hugs Miguel. “I did it! I saved them, Miguel! I’m a hero now!!!”

  “Uh… Good…” said Miguel, his eyes going blank once more.

  Myrmex smells something while flying around. “Oh no…”

  Myrmex lands before Unbreakable. Myrmex senses nothing but danger from him. “Miguel… Run…”

  Miguel’s instincts tell him to run. His heart tells him to stay. “Easy… Stefan’s a good guy now… He’s helping me find out who killed those people.”

  “Really-?” Myrmex smells Stefan’s hand… She smells… Iron. “Miguel… He…”

  Miguel’s eyes turn angry. “Just as I thought…” Miguel slams his fist into Stefan’s face, yelling, “HELL FIST… OF THE GODS!!!” His current most powerful attack, using Wrathful Faith immediately… His most powerful form… Alas…

  Stefan stood unfazed and slowly gave a lovingteeth-showing grin.

  “What-?” asked Miguel.

  “Don’t you know WHO I AM!?!?” asked Stefan, speaking like an atrocious deeper-voiced Waluigi. “I AM UNBREAKABLE!!!” He can be heard breathing through his mouth as he hastily slammed his fist into Miguel’s chest, causing him to vomit blood, and his hair changes back to black… He is knocked out. “Sheesh! Nice sparring session!” smiled Stefan.

  Myrmex sees that Miguel had vomited most of his needed blood supply. Myrmex sees he’s not regenerating because of this… or at least… He’s healing slower.

  “MIGUEL!!! C’mon, dude! WE GOTTA-!!!”

  Stefan laughs and walks away. “LA LA LA LA LA LA LA!!!” He skipped like a child.

  “HEY!!! YOU’LL PAY FOR THIS!!!”

  Stefan turns to her. “I will… I will achieve… salvation… I will be… the new… Messiah… This is my power… My truth… MY LOVE!!!”

  Myrmex changes to a stance showcasing physical strength, flexing her muscles, pushing her fists toward the ground, and staring at him, and Stefan smiles.

  “Do you wish for salvation as well?” asked Stefan, as Myrmex grabs Miguel instinctively, crying, panicking, and running away. “Poor unfortunate Soul… I’ll save you, dear child… One day…” He smiled, lovingly, before flying away and causing a tower to crash to pieces.

  Myrmex smelled all the death and destruction.