A shadowy spike zooms towards Godfrey's chest as soon as he opens the main door.
Godfrey merely slaps it away and looks at his assailant. A group of seniors walk towards him and a tall lanky teenager steps out of the group.
" I am Lucas, the year 2 number 1. I heard talk of a large monster making its way into the campus. Tell me. What do you think a hero should do to monsters? Heh."
Godfrey merely looks at him and walks away. Lucas's face morphs into one of intense anger and he bellows.
"I asked you a question you ingrate!!"
Lucas then commands the shadows around himself to restrain Godfrey. They clamp down on Godfrey's ankles and wrists as they anchor themselves to the ground.
Godfrey looks once more to Lucas and finally speaks.
"I don't see a hero in front of me. I simply see an insecure little boy. Cease at once, lest you become injured."
Lucas screams in fury as he commands his lackeys to attack Godfrey.
"Beat him up until he can't walk!! Then let's see him continue being arrogant."
Godfrey raises a brow and wreaths himself in lightning. He breaks the shadowy chains and reaches for the sky.
Lightning bolts strikes his hand as he floats higher and stares at Lucas. Godfrey grabs a lightning bolt and throws it as if it were a spear.
It flies at mind numbing speeds and impacts a dark shadowy barrier that shatters. Lucas is then thrown out with electrical burns marring his skin.
"AAAHHHH DAMN YOU!!"
As Lucas flies through the air, Godfrey turns to his lackeys and dives down. He smashes a fist towards the ground and a shockwave obliterates the surrounding earth, sending the minions sprawling and out of the battle.
Godfrey surveys the situation and notes the increasing number of bystanders.
'I am getting hungry, and the stares annoy me.'
He turns to Lucas and sees him struggling to get up. Godfrey quickly walks towards him and lifts Lucas by the arm. With a brutal blow, he sends Lucas down into the ground.
Lucas' breath weakens and his consciousness fades as he is knocked out. Godfrey regards him for a second and leaves.
Godfrey heads off to find the cafeteria and spends the better part of 20 minutes navigating the campus grounds, but still he does not find it.
Godfrey is about to give up and head home when he sees Sylphaera sitting on a bench. He goes over and waves. She smiles and pats for him to sit next to her. As soon as he does, his stomach decides to make itself known.
*~gRuuUuUuuu~*
Sylphaera laughs at Godfrey's plight as he explains his apparent direction disability. She directs him to the cafeteria and the once bustling venue quiets down. Whispers immediately sound out, but they may as well be spoken next to Godfrey's ears.
"Did you hear? He beat down the ever arrogant Lucas!"
"On the first day? He's making enemies already. His cousin is the first place for the 4th years."
"I heard it was started by Lucas?"
"Since when did that matter? Lucas starts things, Trevor finishes it."
Godfrey ignores the gossip and orders enough food to feed a dinosaur. He quickly devours his meal as well as his packed lunch and bids farewell to Sylphaera.
He quickly finds the assembly hall as the pulsing green light is still present on the ground. After stepping over the still unconscious bodies of his peers, who appear to have been treated, Godfrey grabs his bag and exits the campus.
He looks to the sky and realises that it is almost evening. With a flex of his legs, Godfrey shoots into the air and breaks the sound barrier.
On the way home, he spots an ongoing hostage situation. A hero and a squad of police officers face off against a villain.
The villain is standing behind a scared kneeling man, and laughs as fire appears on his fingers. The hero tries to rush him but fails.
The villain shoots out condensed blasts of fire that severely burns the hero and sends him flying into a light pole. The villain cackles and turns to the rest of the police force, ready to unleash his malice.
Suddenly, a lightning bolt smashes into his chest and sends him skipping along the floor and into the side of a wall. The wall collapses and the villain slumps down, out cold.
Godfrey smirks victoriously as he watches the police secure the hostage and look around for the mystery saviour. He takes to the skies once more and heads home.
He arrives home in 5 minutes and his parents are there waiting for him. Ambrose hugs the boy as he eagerly asks for details.
"My boy!! How was your first day at the academy?"
Godfrey deadpans at his parents and they have the decency to look sheepish.
"It was...eventful. A little warning would have been appreciated."
Ambrose simply laughs and pats Godfrey's shoulders.
"That would have ruined the surprise ahaha. Knowing you, you'd dominate either way."
Calanthe caresses Godfrey's hair as she asks.
"Have you made any friends my sweet boy?"
Godfrey puffs out his muscular chest and proudly declares.
"I have made 2 friends. They are the second and third place of this year."
Calanthe claps and whoops in joy as her fears that Godfrey would be too awkward to make friends are dashed.
Godfrey contemplates about mentioning the hostage situation but decides against it as he thinks to himself.
'They would probably reprimand my recklessness. I don't need to show off anyway.'
The boy excuses himself and goes to his room for a little while. He meditates on his bed and focuses on his lightning, as it flows through his body in a chaotic manner. After a few minutes, he extends his hand and lightning condenses into a vague shape of a blade.
Godfrey comends himself and ponders on the applications of this new skill.
'As a god, I never thought of innovating. All my moves were based on raw power and speed. However, that was as a god. I am human and therefore my body is not yet as powerful. I need to conserve and condense my energy in order to stay effective for longer.'
Godfrey stands and moves to his window. He opens it and zooms upwards into the clouds. He hovers, hidden and free to do what he intends.
He closes his eyes and tenses his body. Clouds gather and darken as he exerts his will upon them.
'Do not simply use lightning. I must become it.'
Lightning strikes Godfrey and he contains that energy deep in his heart. The strikes do not stop as wind speed picks up and clouds swirl around him.
'I feel it. What I was missing as a god.'
More and more lightning accumulates in his heart and spreads through every vein and artery. It empowers his muscles and nerves and he feels as if he is in the cusp of something great.
Then the energy violently exits Godfrey's body as a beam of focused energy that, for a split second, creates a small hole through the planet's atmosphere. He catches a glimpse of the great beyond and is reminded of how small he is.
He is also reminded of how much pain he is currently in.
"AAAARRRRGGGHHHH!"
Godfrey catches himself in the air, but is shakily flying at best. He checks the condition of his body and realises that his organs have become far more resilient and energy conducive. The previous pain melts away as a newfound sense of harmony settles in his body.
"This is incre-aaahhhkk"
*BOOOOOOOOOM
Godfrey is cut off as an incredibly heavy fist sends him hurtling uncontrollably through the air. He tries to correct himself but it's no use as the residual force overwhelms him.
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A peaceful city
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A shooting star catches the eye of a little girl and she hurriedly makes a wish. After a minute, she looks up and realises that the star seems to be coming closer.
Other people look up and smile at the rare sight. A patrolling hero, however, feels the incoming danger and screams out.
"EVERYONE GET DOWN!!!"
The "shooting star" pierces through building after building and slams hard into the center of the city. A massive shockwave obliterates the surroundings, as a crater is formed.
Fires break out and aftershocks cripple the reaction time of first responders.
Godfrey lay helplessly on the floor, unable to get up. His insides feel like mush and they most definitely are. He hears the screams of countless victims and moves to stand.
"Bluuuurgh"
However, he expels blood and organ bits from his mouth and his body does its best to repair the damage. He pushes his body to kneel. Then a *thud* draws his attention.
In front of him is the number 2 hero group in the Aesir Alliance, just below his parents in effectiveness. Danger Girl and Tidal. Danger Girl sees Godfrey and worriedly exclaims as she runs towards him.
"Are you ok?? What the hell just happened? Which hero are you?"
Godfrey tries to answer but his eyes catch a shadow rapidly closing in. He shoves Danger Girl as she reaches him and she flies backwards. He looks up and catches a clawed hand piercing towards his face.
Godfrey pushes back, and is overpowered as the clawed hand instead pierces his shoulder. Godfrey closes his eyes and screams in pain as his shoulder is dislocated.
"GAAAAAAHHHHH!! DAMN YOU!"
The owner of the hand lifts Godfrey up by the hole in his shoulder and tosses him towards Tidal. Tidal creates a wall of water to cushion the impact but Godfrey pierces right through.
The boy feels something crunch against his body and his eyes snap open. He looks down and finds Tidal's vacant eyes staring at him. His spine is folded in half, as his chest is flattened by the force of the throw. Danger Girl's scream snaps him out of his daze.
"I'M GONNA KILL YOU, MONSTER!!"
She creates a mini gun out of thin air and rapidly rains hell on the creature. It shrugs them off as if it was rain instead of bullets. Danger girl switches to an RPG and fires.
*BOOOOOOOM*
Danger Girl breathes out heavily and looks towards Tidal's broken form. Suddenly she has tears coming out of her eyes as her head slowly separates from her body.
Godfrey's eyes widen as he finally sees what the monster looks like.
It has antlers on top of its head that only has a mouth instead of a face. It is much larger than Godfrey at 4 meters. Its dark skin looks to be peeling off, and it only has 1 massive clawed hand.
Godfrey stands and lightning pours down from the heavens to strike his body. He grabs his shoulder and pops it back into place as his eyes glow with immeasurable hatred. He snarls as he finally recognizes what this creature is.
"DEMON!!!!!"
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