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Rise of the Crusader

After the acid rainfall, which killed about a quarter of the world's population. Mankind was still recovering from that horrible incident when superpowers gave rise to society. With about sixty percent of mankind possesses various abilities from manipulation of elements, invulnerability, super strength, shape-shifting, acid generation, etcetera. The world soon stepped into the era of the supernatural. In the new supernatural community, flocking around with heroes who deemed themselves as the guardian of the society, and villains who wanted to rebuild the world in their way, humans without superpowers are being discriminated against and looked down on. Raphael, a teenager from one of the undeveloped communities in the world, turned out to be a genius among geniuses. Apart from being born with the power to induce decay on anything whether the target was organic or not, he also had an extraordinary talent in the field of technology and mechanics, and he could build technological advancement, enhancement, and weaponry. Once enrolled in the infamous academy for villains, watch as Raphael bends the world to his will and finally brings peace and stability to the supernatural world. This time around, it will be a new world… A world of truth, not lies. ******* Disclaimer: This work is purely fiction, I have no intention of offending any kind of group, any resemblance to actual people, places, events, and even business are either coincidental or used fictitiously.

KCharmee · Fantasía
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The heavy panting followed by a cold and decisive voice rang out inside Raphael's room.

Raphael was on the floor with his hand stretched apart and legs also spread wide. He lowered his chest, almost touching the floor, and with his hands, he lifted his body back up.

The sequence had started for quite some time and Raphael didn't stop nor did he consider stopping until he reached the required amount. The target was a thousand push up and once those figures were attained, Raphael stood and picked up the battle ropes that were beside him.

Heaving a deep breath and then gathering enough strength in both of his hands, Raphael swung the ropes continuously. His mouth opened slightly as he worked on the training, and he was soaked in his sweats.

Inside the room wasn't just Raphael, but there was also a woman. She was wearing orange blue and blue ripped jeans. Her black hair was packed to the front, and she had a book in her hand.