The Suited Hero

IN A DARK ALLEY AT NIGHT

"PLEASE STOP!"

Screamed two women in the dark alley as a group of big and ugly men pounced on the women.

"What a beautiful scream, it really makes me excited."

Said one of the men as he made a disgusting face.

"PLEASE SOMEONE."

Said the other woman in fear.

"Nobody is coming to save yo-"

Said the man before he was hit with a white metallic brick.

The brick hit his face, completely broke his jaw, and sent him flying.

"See I told. Here is like a mob zone."

Said Aiden as he was scratching his face with a smile.

At this moment, Aiden was wearing jeans complimenting his muscled legs, paired with a black shirt and a terrifying white mask. 

Aiden wore a mysterious mask, a creation as mysterious and otherworldly as Aetherian Radiance's pattern.

The mask covered only the upper part of his face, leaving his mouth and jaw exposed. Its design featured hollowed-out eyes with an unsettling emptiness, and a twisted, jagged mouth formed a haunting grin.

The surface displayed stark lines and curves, creating an aggressive and menacing impression. This hideous visage hinted at a primal force within Aiden, adding an aura of dark power to his presence.

FLASHBACK

Aria knelt before a makeshift grave, her eyes blurred by tears as she delicately placed a bouquet of wildflowers on the mound of soil. Beside her was a small, handcrafted gravestone that read "SNUGGLEBUG – A Loyal Friend." The atmosphere was heavy with grief, and the soft wind carried the faint scent of the flowers she had chosen.

Aiden observed from a distance, silently witnessing Aria's heartfelt farewell to Snugglebug. Her shoulders shook with each suppressed sob, and her hand trembled as she gently traced the engraved letters on the gravestone. The once-lively and vibrant Snugglebug had become a cherished memory, and Aria's tears were a testament to the bond they had shared.

Aiden approached, offering a comforting presence. He didn't say anything, understanding that sometimes words couldn't mend the pain. Aria looked up, her eyes meeting Aiden's, and she whispered a heartfelt goodbye to her departed companion.

At that moment, the weight of loss lingered in the air, and the two shared a silent acknowledgment of Snugglebug's impact on their journey.

Aria's connection with Snugglebug is traced back to her childhood, a painting of a tale of companionship and comfort. As a young girl, Aria faced the harsh realities of life after losing her mother at an early age. Her mother, in a final act of love and foresight, bestowed upon her a small, fluffy creature named Snugglebug.

The adorable creature quickly became Aria's confidant and source of comfort, offering solace in times of loneliness and a playful presence during moments of joy.

Snugglebug, with his adorable tricks and unwavering loyalty, became more than just a pet – he was a cherished friend, a silent pet in Aria's journey through life.

Aria, determined to return the love she received from Snugglebug, dedicated herself to his well-being. From feeding and grooming to late-night cuddles, she provided him with the care and attention he deserved. Their bond deepened over the years, creating a connection that transcended the boundaries between human and pet.

As the years went by, Aria faced the challenges of life with Snugglebug by her side. The fluffy creature became a symbol of resilience and enduring love, a testament to the enduring strength that can be found in the unspoken bond between a person and their loyal pet.

'I will never forget you Snugglebug until the day I die.'

Said Aria in her mind.

'YOU ARE MY SPECIAL- *cough**cough* I mean I hope you reincarnate in an low quality NTR manga, you disgusting f*ck'

Said Aiden in his mind with a smile on his face.

Aria rose from her place, wiping away the tears that had stained her cheeks. With a determined look, she turned to Aiden.

"I'm okay now. Let's focus on our training,"

She said, a resolute gleam in her eyes.

"What are you talking about?"

Aiden asked. Aria looked at him, a hint of confusion in her eyes as she listened.

"You said that you would help me become stronger like a hero, right? Now it's time to test my abilities,"

Aiden declared, a confident smile playing on his face.

AFTER A FEW HOURS

Aiden was roaming around a shady part of the city with Aetherian Radiance (the sword) in his hands.

"I don't know what this ghetto is but it doesn't seems like-"

Said Aria, who was currently in the sword, before she was cut off by a would scream.

"PLEASE SOMEONE HELP"

Aiden was ready to spring into action, and as the feminine voice screamed in the distance, he felt a surge of determination. His flaming mana exploded, covering his entire body in a vibrant aura.

"Well, it seems like I was right,"

Aiden said confidently, the flames dancing around him as he prepared to intervene. The shady part of the city was about to witness the power of Aiden and Aetherian Radiance.

But before Aiden began his sprint towards the distressed voice, he swiftly transformed Aetherian Radiance into a peculiar combination – a mask and a brick.

END OF FLASHBACK

"What a bad boys you are,"

Aiden remarked with a wry smile, addressing the apparent troublemakers.

Lifting his right hand with an open palm, Aiden summoned his control over the transformed brick. In the next moment, the white brick, now stained with blood, obediently soared back towards Aiden.

With a swift motion, Aiden effortlessly caught the flying brick in his grasp, showcasing a surprising proficiency in manipulating the transformed object.

"Holy crap, he's a cultivator!"

Exclaimed one of the thugs, a hint of fear in his voice as he realized that he courted death.

"My brick doesn't do that (•̀⤙•́ )"

Grumbled another thug, puffing out his cheeks in frustration.

Aiden chuckled, his eyes gleaming with a newfound confidence.

"Let's see what else we can do,"

Aiden said.

In the next moment, Aiden covered his body in mana and dashed towards the men with his brick.

"]Unnamed Technique: INFINITE BRICKS["

Screamed Aiden as he started throwing his brick from a short distance.

With every throw, the clothes of the thugs became torn and dirty.

A heroic theme song starts playing.

Someone could perceive this scene as a young blood, throwing bricks at homeless people for fun.

But the two girls only saw a hero who helped them in a terrible situation.

"He looks so cool,"

One of the girls remarked with a slight blush, captivated by the perceived heroism displayed by Aiden.

Even the intimidating mask that covered part of his face couldn't obscure the recognition of his striking features.

Aiden could see that the girls were going head over heels for him.

'He he, I really am co-'

Aiden said in his mind as he gained a lot of confidence but was cut off.

"uhh he looks 5'4 feet tall."

The theme song stopped.

"WHY DOES THAT MATTER?"

Asked Aiden as he lost all of his newly acquired confidence.

"Lets go I wanna go home."

Said the other girl with empty eyes as she realized that Aiden was 5'4.

Unfazed by the hero's diminished stature, the other girl, her initial admiration replaced by indifference, suggested leaving. With an air of disappointment, she expressed her desire to go home, leaving Aiden to ponder the whimsical turn of events as the theme song faded away.

Aiden looked at the girls, his expression shifting from surprise to a sinister and menacing glare.

He then turned around, fixing the thugs with a look that sent shivers down their spines, a gaze so dark and intimidating that it surpassed any fear they had experienced before.

AFTER FEW MOMENTS

"*sigh* It went easier than expected,"

Aiden remarked as he watched the thugs with broken limbs.

"But... It's not enough,"

Aiden continued with a determined look in his eyes.

"Not enough?"

Questioned Aria, still residing in the sword.

"When heroes beat up criminals, they usually call the police. However, if the criminals have connections, they'll likely get out of prison swiftly and pose a threat to more people. We need a more 'permanent' solution,"

Aiden explained.

"What do you mean?"

Asked Aria.

"Aria, transform into scissors. ( • ̀ω•́ )✧"

Aiden instructed with a wide smile.

Aria promptly transformed as directed.

Aiden then grabbed Aetherian Radiance, which was now shaped like scissors.

"]Unnamed Technique: PIPE TRANSCENDER["

The thugs, realizing the impending threat, screamed in terror.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

IN THE SANTA MANSION

"Fuck I thought that being hero would be easier."

Said Aiden as he remembered about the autistic naked crackheads that tried to steal nitrogen from Costco.

"Fuck you legs why couldn't you be more long."

Aiden complained to his muscular legs, wiping away the tears that threatened to escape. The comments from the girls had clearly struck a nerve.

Aria, sensing Aiden's distress, appeared outside of the sword. Her cheeks were crimson red as she spoke with sincerity.

"Master."

Said Aria as she teleported outside of the sword.

"Master, I saw how you helped so many people without asking anything in return."

Said Aria with crimson red cheeks as she put her hands on her massive chest.

"I know that next time, people will be thankful for your heroism and see you just as I see you, a hero."

Aria reassured him, genuinely moved by Aiden's actions. She thought that if Aiden had been there when she was young, she would have had a better childhood if Aiden had been a part of it – a friend or maybe even something more.

"Thanks, Aria. But you know, the world will catch up to my awesomeness sooner than later,"

Said Aiden as he pulled out a phone from his pockets.

Aiden recorded every single act of kindness he did today.

Connecting his phone to his laptop, he transferred each video and began working on a special project. Typing with a purpose, he navigated to a website, its design reflecting the distinctive pattern of Aetherian Radiance.

The site was a personalized creation crafted by one of his father's employees at Aiden's request. As the pages loaded, Aiden continued to input information, enhancing the user interface for an optimal viewing experience. The site was a testament to Aiden's commitment to his newfound heroism.

Every rescue, every act of bravery was documented on the site, creating a digital record of Aiden's exploits. It served not only as a personal journal but also as a platform to showcase his heroism to the world. Aiden was determined to let the world see the hero he aspired to be.

*beep**beep**beep**beep**beep**beep**beep**beep*

After an hour, Aiden already received tons of comments on his videos.

"Alredy?"

Said Aiden with a slight blush on his cheeks.

He opened his laptop and navigated to his video's comments.

Aiden scrolled through the comments with a mix of anticipation and curiosity.

"So corny😭yo think you are spiderman?"

"What is this embarasing costume and mask?"

"Why are you even going for ladies late at night?"

"Definetly 5'3 its alredy over for you."

"Go get a real job, lil bro."

Aiden's frustration boiled over, and he couldn't contain his anger at the negative comments.

"FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK"