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Zack Ryan was an average man! He went to work, but he also helped others! In fact that's one of the things he strived to do, to help. Zack was different from others, he was strong, he was powerful even. And he knew that he had to use that strength to help those around him, and so he did. But eventually all things must come to an end, whether they be good or bad. And this great HERO, faced a tragedy! He died whilst doing what he loved, saving others. ------------------------------------------------------------------- I don't own anything other than my own work. I don't own anything DC related or Marvel if it gets added. Hope you enjoy this Fan-Fic centered around the DC mostly, with slight changes. Real quick though, I'm bad at updating honestly but I will try my best to update frequently. P.S I got a discord: discord.gg/W98q3Fp8JW

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Chapter 1Living?

What would you consider living? Take a moment and think about it, how do you live?

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Now that you've thought about it hone in on what it is you do, do you go to work, cook, play sports maybe? Well for me, I strive for greatness, I aim for the top and will always push to become better! Because whether it be in my world or yours the only thing that matters is power! Be it political, financial or pure strength its all that matters. And that is why I'll never give up and always rise up to the challenge.

And with great power comes great responsibility!

That great responsibility, I would gladly shoulder it, I will gladly sacrifice myself to save others! Why? Because that's what people with any semblance of power should do! You should always strive to better those around you if not the whole world.

Of course just listening to my rant on how you should always strive to better things won't get you to believe it, so let me tell you some of the things I have done!

I've helped a lady get her purse back from a purse snatcher!

I've helped an Old person cross the road!

I have saved an entire bus of people!

I helped save people from a burning building!

I've helped an entire country!

I have killed corrupt politicians!

I've killed the president!

I've killed thousands of people!

I'd kill you without a thought!

*sigh*

Life is so boorish.

Nothing poses a challenge anymore.

Perhaps its because there's no longer anyone stronger than me.

I am alone in this world, I am surrounded by several billion people that I could kill so easily.

How boring!

All I want is a FIGHT! Just a good fight! Or maybe an insanely strong opponent that I can always strive to beat!

How exciting that would be!

But alas, we cant always get what we want. Its fine though, I have my day job to keep me distracted from my boorish life. And as a plus I get to trick people with my O so kind personality.

Anyways...

Living a fulfilling life is something that everyone strives for! Including me, although I spend most my time working and saving others I still have interests ya know. Just like anyone else, I enjoy playing sports and enjoy various forms of media! I mean you probably like playing sports or watching TV right? Well so do I its just that I don't have much time to be enjoying my hobbies

Enough about that though lets talk a bit about my life!

*Old man voice*

"Once upon time, many years ago. There lived a happy family, there was a mother and a father, and of course our main character but at that time he was but a young boy."

"You see in this world there are almost literally no differences compared to your own."

*ahem*

"Back to the young boy and his family. The happy family went on living for many a year but sadly nothing can ever stay as one would hope."

"And on one fateful night there was but an accident, an accident that would forever break apart this happy little family."

"Sadly the boy would never be able to see his parents again, for they are truly gone while he will forever walk his lonesome path never truly living again."

"But fret not for this young man is not alone! No, he was taken to an orphanage and there he found purpose."

"Or rather purpose found the young boy, it found in him the usefulness that it needed."

"It found a potential, a potential that if trained properly can create an amazing killer."

"And so on an average Wednesday morning the boy found but a way to possibly live a new way!"

"A new way to find happiness, a new way to better his life, and a new way to truly LIVE!"

*sniff*

"It, it is truly heart warming when you think of it! This lost young boy has found but a new reason to live on! To not be broken! He shall live on for purpose! He shall truly only live to kill!"

"And so. The story goes on! The young boy blossomed into a fine young man! He truly started to live! He finally became something, something alive! He became the best killer there was! Ah, truly a beautiful life!"

"This old man gets so tearful when thinking of it! That young broken boy who grew into the best killer! Then into the worlds strongest! What truly makes this old man proud though, is that he forever remains uncaught!"

"When I gaze at that man now, I see that young boy standing in front of the sun. Truly Beautiful!"

*Cough* *Cough*

*ahem*

Sorry, doing an old man voice for so long annoys my throat.

*slurp*

*RESUME* (But more tearful)

"Yet once again! NOTHING! Nothing can ever truly last! Nothing can forever stay the same!"

"For that once shining star. Has but all have completely faded now! Why? Because he has lost his will! His will to continue on!"

"For he is but another lost soul in this world now!"

"WHY MUST HE BE FORSAKEN THIS WAY!"

"Why! WHY! Must he be the strongest man!"

"It is truly a heart breaking sight when such a bright star begins to dwindle as he has."

"And now... I will never be able to see that once bright star .. again."

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Yes I know, my old man voice is impeccable. And I must say so is yours, though not as good as mine haha!

But yes, that is my story kinda...

And told by an old man at that, perhaps I am a great hero! Ah or maybe I'm in a fairytale! Nah, probably just a Fanfic.

Anyways. Enough with the introduction. Time to get onto the main story yes?

~~~~Present time~~~~

"Oh no! Oh my! Someone please! Save my chiilddd! I cannot! Why? Because I am not fast enough! I am totally not the closest person to them! AHhhhhH!"

*rush of wind*

"Fret not citizens! For I am here!"

"Omg its some other random citizen!"

"Whoa, I know him! I just saw him walking on the street!"

"Oh wow he's gonna save that child even though we're closer!"

*CrashhHH*

And with that I have completed the necessary requirement of meeting ROB yes? I have to save some random, then die how they were supposed to!

"It was worth it though! Because even though I had to sacrifice myself to save just one person, I'd gladly do it again!"

'Hehehe, if a ROB is listening to what I am saying and somehow can't read my mind I am totally gonna get reincarnated!'

'I'm surprised I made it to that kid though, I was like the furthest person from him.'

'Well, time to sit in a crazy dark area for billions of years now. Why? Due to an Omnipresent being forgetting about me being there of course!"

Well, goodbye for now those who are reading this! I look forward to the day that I may see you again! I will appear before you once again in a few billion years probably! Bye!

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(L: Yo, hope the story interests you. Ah, and this guy is crazy so be careful! He may do random things....randomly.)

(Z: Its rude to talk behind my back L, seriously.)

(R: This Author is insane)

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