1 Alex Luthor's Back Story

"...Ord, My Lord!" A voice screamed through my ears waking me immediately. I shot up immediately activating my Internal Core (IC) to find a maids lifeless body on the ground missing a limb. I spun around trying to find out what was going on before seeing the city I once called home up in flames. A shivering sensation was sent down my spine as I instinctively circulated my IC's power to my fist. In a matter of milliseconds my fist was radiating a deep red colour like the sun. The shivering was getting stronger and stronger as I felt a killing intent from behind me, I could tell it was aiming at me from just the sheer fear it brought me. My mind screamed at me to just run away but I knew I couldn't do that. I was a King, not a criminal. The earth was vibrating as I felt a wave of heat fly past my ear snapping me out of my daze. As I quickly manoeuvred my way through bodies of maids, guards and politicians I set my eyes on my opponent, instantly wishing I hadn't as I felt an insatiable fear while the air in my lungs was squeezed out.

I was a warrior of the nuclear stage yet I was scared? I quickly rid myself of those thoughts while I carefully examined my enemy. He was obviously a warrior from the thin long sword which glowed a deep purple in his hands. His hair shone a deep shade of charcoal black and his skin beige. I shut away all emotions and had set a goal for the battle, kill him at any costs. My feet began to move towards the enemy as he began to move as well. The killing intent from both sides would've made bystanders fall unconscious in a second. As I readied my fist in my mind I wished I had brought my sword with me. Strategies began to run through my head as I directed the Nuclear Energy from my IC to my legs. My body became a blur as I ripped through the sound barrier. Instantly I arrived at the enemy, or where I thought he was. My head told me to duck as I let my instincts take over. Mid duck my blonde hair was cut in half.

My head laced with fear and killing intent raced as I recalled the near death scenario. I rolled forward before jumping 100 meters in the air via my body brimming with Nuclear Energy. The enemy followed suit chasing me through the air at the speed of sound while slicing buildings the size of Mt Fuji clean in half. I grabbed the enemies arm with my left hand and sent my hand infused both internally and externally reinforced with a red flame conjured by Nuclear Energy into his solar plexus. I roared as I thought I had won. Suddenly feeling my body became lighter where my left hand was I turned to look at the hand which was once attached to my body slowly falling to the ground. My face contorted into a pigs face as a pain I never imagined existed flowed from where my hand had been. My enemy let out a smirk as he raised his sword.

Oblivious to his raised sword I stared at where my hand had been. The enemy faltered as he began to feel the slightest amount of dread in his mind as my right hand pushed through his right lung. A brief smirk lit up on my face as I pulled my hand out of his body covered in blood. His sword swung down at me faster than the speed of light as I dodged at the same speed. Back on the ground now due to our injuries, he finally spoke. "King Alex of Rece, I have come here to give you the pleasure of dying by my hand yet you dare fight back!" he roared. My head ringing from the pain of where me left hand had been and his voice I questioned him for his motive. "Why have you come hear soldier? I do not believe I have aggravated any countries within the last two years." I stated while in pain. The enemy soldier flinched at my words raising a red flag in my mind.

The final words I ever heard in this world was "King Alex," he stated in a tone that made me shiver. "10 Years ago at your King crowning ceremony you publicly executed dozens of my people. I have come to seek revenge and kill you today so that their souls may rest in peace." Upon hearing those words I understood the need for his revenge. "I see," I stated in a solemn tone. I had regretted doing that and had second thoughts before it but the action of publicly executing 100's of people from lots of different continents proved my loyalty to the masses. As I looked up to meet his gaze to apologise I felt a searing pain in my gut. My gut was on fire and poison spreading through my body. I dropped onto my hand and knees before the sword that was piercing my stomach and small intestine was retrieved. My vision blurring and my consciousness fading I had wished that I hadn't been so bent on being King. I remembered why I wanted to become king as memories of my little sister being ruthlessly killed just because she contained some foreigner blood and was an orphan like me. I wanted to make a world where people didn't get killed cause of status or race. If I had a choice of being King and defending my nation for the people or living with my family and having a peaceful life I chose the latter.

As everything went black I remembered the longing for a mother, father and sister until I met Jasmine (as we were not blood related.) White dots began to gather like the rumoured 'stars' creating a path for me to follow. Sounds of yelling and a blinding light exploded into my eyes as I realised what had just happened. I opened my eyes and tried to move my arms to find the tiny arms of a baby moving instead. I couldn't believe it. I had been reincarnated.