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.
"Jaime, what are you doing? Are you going to bathe in the middle of the living room?" I heard Nadia's voice and tears streamed down my face. I wished to hear her beautiful voice again.
"Jaime?" Nadia's voice called again. "You're soaking Michelle's carpet; have you gone mad?" Nadia's voice sounded so clear.
'Yes, I am mad because of you, my love. My heart ached.'
The liquid in the bottle finally emptied, and I let the empty bottle drop. As my eyes opened, intending to look at Nadia one last time, I saw her sitting in front of me. I wiped my eyes. It seemed the chemical had affected my vision. I blinked a few times and looked again, and there was Nadia, staring at me strangely.
"Jaime! You splashed me too!" said Nadia, noticing her wet body.
Is she real?