It has been four hundred years (400) since Maine's rule and no one is yet born that is more powerful than Maine although there have been some other powerful humans but none of them have been able to defeat Maine in battle.
Yeah since Maine began to rule he started out a new rule that whoever that wants to take over as the lord of the realm from him must be able to defeat him in combat. And as you can guess no one has ever won.
Two hundred years after the weak and the strong Homo Abel were separated a weak scientist created a virus known as Berserk and as you guessed this virus made it's victims forgets their memories go totally berserk. One can get infected by this virus if it gets into the blood stream through any means and it takes four (4) hours for the virus to kick in.
Over the years a lot of homo abel died due to the virus some even killed each other but a group of powerful homo Abel were summoned by the lord of the realm (Maine) and was tasked with the job of eliminating the infected homo abel this group of people were known as " The Gens ". A warrior known as Hazard Famous for his indestructibility was the appointed the head of the The Gens.
Twenty years since The Gens were founded a new academy to train new Homo Abel. After some years the The Gens increased from twelve (12) to forty-seven (47) and the numbers only grew more and more and suddenly they were groups and The Gens became known as heros to the world.
I was from the Sixth colony where I stayed with my father, We had a nice relationship he taught me a lot of skills which his father taught him and some other things but I never knew what my ability was until my father's contacted the virus. " I am proud of you and the man you have become..." He said as he coughed out a handful of blood " I knew you always wondered why you never had powers like your peers well that's because you have never killed a meta before " He winced in pain and he slowly takes off his clothes and saw his usual ball like tattoos that I had always wondered why they where so many and why they were off the same markings.
" Each ball represents a life that I, your father and the one before him has taken, each life has it's own abilities and you can access them all only if you kill me " my father smiled as he spoke " no I can't " I cried but he held my hand tight and said " it is an honor for a father to die at his hands of his son rather than to lose it to the virus " my father cried along as he brought out a special dagger made of pure sliver with some markings on it, he always carried it around with him at all times and handed it to me.
As I held the dagger, my hands shoke but I could see my father's life drain away while his aura changed and it became more deadly as his blue colored pupils suddenly disappears and he suddenly made a swift move towards me but he fled into the range of the dagger and got stabbed right in his chest his pupils suddenly appeared.
He grins ans spoke in a dieing tone ".....everybody in our family... has their own ability pass down to their.... kin my..... father gave me... total... fire control.... i....hope you gain immorality from me..." That was my old man's last words and surprisingly I actually got the ability of immorality from him.
The next I felt was intensive pain as all the stupid ball tattoos on his body engraved into mine and I totally passed out.