1 The ugly duckling

Johan wanted to live his life like a saint.

He wanted to help anyone and everyone. This led to him gaining strength as he wished to help the strong, wisdom as he wished to help the intelligent, fame as he wished to help those in high positions.

He helped how he could, though sometimes not in the ways expected.

He dominated gangs to put them on the right path. He took down the people in power for their mistaken decisions. He hunted down illegal businesses and made the workers find alternatives.

If anyone refused?

He beats them within an inch of their life.

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Johan woke up to find that he was floating above the clouds. There were golden gates in front of him. Behind him was the abyss. He had gentle smile on his face as he remembered his last moments.

He had been surrounded by half the population of his world. The evil half. The half that had gathered all the sinners just to get at him.

They could have been on the side of justice had they won.

They didn't.

Johan had a bomb connected to his heart should it ever stop beating. Not that he needed it as he had stormed the base and met with the ringleader. The only thing stopping was that...

The ringleader was his fiance.

The perfect, untouchable princess had gathered them all just for him. Everything was saved just for him.

So he embraced her...

And stopped his own heart.

That day hell was flipped on its head.

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Within a cavern full of molten magma and screams of anguish there are many separate tunnels and openings. Some areas are used as places of residence.

A family of five lived in one of these areas. A mother, father, two sons and a daughter. Each with a horn on their head and the usual magical red or blue skin native to the area.

Except that the second son had white fur when he was born.