Orphan-turned-bartender Jaime, believed to be ordinary despite a superhuman-creating event, is the most powerful among them, able to mimic and amplify superpowers. With Armageddon approaching, he is destined to be the Superhuman King, standing at the crossroads of a celestial war. Armed with immense powers, he must choose his allegiance between angels or demons, his decision bearing the weight of the universe's fate.
"Tertt…. Terttt…Treet…" The sound of a patrol car siren is heard outside my house, making me wonder when was the last time a patrol car stopped in front of my house.
Never!
I could see the terrified look on Lily's face and the weary expression of Xian. Quickly, I left the dining table, ran to the front, and opened the door to see two people in full BtP uniforms sitting in a car on the asphalt road in front of my house. Daniel and another man I didn't recognize. I stepped out and closed the door behind me, walking towards them.
"Hey, servant," Daniel called out, having addressed me as a 'servant' for the past three years.
"Sir Daniel, how can I assist you?" I looked at Daniel and then bowed my head in respect to the other BtP member. "Sir," I greeted.
"Have you seen an old man and a little girl around here?"