King of All Superhumans
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.
Ghost
"Alright, Nadia will treat us since it was her birthday yesterday," Gris said, glancing at Nadia who immediately understood the hint.
"Hey, it's getting pretty late," Angelina interjected hastily.
Gris quickly pulled Angelina back to her room to change, "It's only 7:40 PM."
"And that bartender is working tonight," Nadia added with a smirk.
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As usual, I stood behind the bar counter, doing whatever I could to pass the time while looking busy. The image of a bartender is someone who stands and cleans all their drinkware until it shines, looking cool and always ready with an empty glass in hand, not someone who seems idle and only stands up when called to pour a drink. Perhaps that's why I hardly ever sit down when working as a bartender due to job demands.
"Cringg..." The door opened.