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.
"Destroy the liberation group?"
The air feels cold and Vito's face seemed serious. The sounds of nocturnal animals were clearly breaking the silence of the night.
I raised an eyebrow. "Why?"
"It's not about any personal vendetta," said Vito, leaning back in his chair, "Their group is too brutal and is making my business increasingly difficult to run, especially with the tightening government oversight. Lately, they've become more high-handed and no longer listen to collective decisions."
"Why don't you and your group just destroy them? It would surely be easier."
Vito laughed, slapping his thigh. "And spark an even bigger commotion? Before long, all BtP members from all countries will be partying in Melodistria. Young man, I don't want any such commotion. Besides, there's no reason for me to start a war with them directly."