He fought El Rompe in the heart of the city. Punches that cratered streets. Blood from his own nose mixing with rain. At the climax, he had a choice—let the villain fall onto an elementary school, or redirect him into an evacuated warehouse. The warehouse would collapse. An old homeless man had refused to leave.
“Being strong isn’t the hard part,” his father said, showing a scarred palm. “Deciding who to save, and who to sacrifice—that’s the weight.” He fought El Rompe in the heart of the city
“Does it get easier?” Leo asked.
That night, Leo learned the truth: his powers weren’t from an accident or alien lineage. They were inherited from a father who had once led a team of heroes—and who had secretly let a villain die to save a city. At the climax, he had a choice—let the