Chapter 403: Happiness 2 (1/2)

Chapter 403: Happiness 2

Years passed

At seventeen, the boy became less a boy, but not quite a man A real man, his father often told hiive away a piece of yourself for someone else hat made man more than simple beast

Not just that

It reater than themselves

It made a man into a hero

And now, the boy had a chance to prove himself

"It's over" The boy said, his voice accented with a wheeze speckled with blood His hero costuood match of colorful and military with a meshweave black bodysuit balanced out with circuit-like streaks of glowing light, alnia of a three pointed shi+eld on his chest - the symbol he had chosen to represent hihly defaced with a s across it, almost as if so out The skin revealed by the line was red and raw, thoroughly burned and beaten through battle

"No No it's not" Another boy of the sae floated in the air, a dozen or so meters away He had on a plain black bodysuit One with no real flair to it, mass produced and soulless His face was by every definition the archetype of the golden era coth

But his eyes, his bright golden eyes that did not somirrors into a tortured soul

"Look around you, Seth" The boy anted to prove hi but sht sky with a pale moon that looked doith indifference, the same kind of indifference it must have had in the many millions of years it had seen disaster after disaster coo upon the surface of its host planet

"Blackwater's nothing but rubble Solomon Solar's been captured The rest of the Trident's been busted There is no great revolution There is no new Age of Villains

There's nothing left for you to fight for"

"But there is," said Seth Solar When he spoke, his breath distorted the air with heat waves His golden hair, once slicked back, now shi+ht, sunlit cracks traveled across his hands, his face, his entire body, like he was a porcelain doll ready to shatter into pieces at any ot to live happy lives, parading around in proper hero acadeood in this world

In this idiotic world thatto break it Burn it all down

Then, at least, there'll be peace"

"You don't want to do that," said the boy He put his hand out A round shi+eld of pale ed itself around his forearm It mimicked that of Minuteman, a proud hero who once stood as the current era's representative of Golden Era heroishter tomorrow

Minuteman had been the boy's teacher before an attack by the Trident ended the noble hero's life all too early Now, it was up to the boy to lift this shi+eld in honor of his teacher

In honor of everyone that he protected and loved

"Just…give up, h the air A collapsed roof slid over to the side, and beneath it, a irl behind hi boy nodded, s He knew deep down that his close friends, both trainee heroes like him, were not dead But it still war

But figured Adam was too stubborn to ever die And Elaine too ser at Seth "Nihilism is totally out of fashi+on, dude And itto

I promise you, there's a better alternative to fix your issues than burning everything down

Maybe therapy-,"

A blast of solar energy fro star

Adaained a chromatic luster as his skin turned into durable metametal in preparation to take the hit

Before the solar blast could hit, however, it unraveled, breaking apart into various strands that coiled around each other in an ever shrinking ball Eventually, the ball just disappeared out of existence