The Bad, The Good, Then There's Us

Chaper 1

It was a beautiful, albeit partly cloudy, day in Tokyo, Japan in the year of 2241. The frame of a colossal man appears over the crest of a hill situated within the suburbs of the massive city. This mountain of a man was Jūrsai Tsuyoikara, a 28 year old bulky V-chested man, he stood at a height of 8 feet and was 4 and a half feet across at the shoulders. He had shoulder length white hair that ended with black tips, and golden or amber eyes, with two odd dark tattoos like shapes underneath both eyes; he was wearing, currently, a white T-shirt that was taut over the muscles underneath, a pale gray jacket over it, jeans that were tucked into black heavy-duty boots, all of it hiding—or at least attempting to—a muscular body, obtained through years of hark work. He had his hands in his pockets, a platinum necklace, made of small links, like those of a chain, it's pendant by hidden the jacket's collar, a light jingling sound emanated from beneath as the obstructed decoration bounced against his wide chest.

What a wonderful day in this blessed ridden city. Oh, what are blessed? I'm glad you asked, little voice in my head. To put it simply, they are individuals that have been endowed, as some would say, with enhanced abilities, the higher the rank the more powerful of abilities they have. Speaking of ranks, let me delve into that, for you undoubtedly confused listeners and or readers. These ranks can span from the most common of F to the almost mythic S and above.

On that topic, starting from the lowest on the totem pole; the F-rank, these make up 50% of the worldwide population, basically the average citizens of this blessed world, they don't have any extraordinary powers just the basic stuff: reflexes and all that. Next up, is the E-rank, who make up a grand total of 30% of the populace, these are your athletes to police officers, above regular civilians but still pretty weak. D-ranks are your soldiers, that's it, making up a whopping 10%, still no abnormal abilities though. Now, C-ranks are where the real fun begins! Though, they just have low level powers, barely small building level, they're starting to show actual superpowers, these upward are technically the "heroes" of the world, which is just a fancy way of saying police special forces, 5% of the population are at this level. B-ranks are C-ranks on steroids, they're faster, stronger and have more powerful abilities, 3%. A-ranks are a little rarer, and a lot more powerful, with at least large building level of destructive capabilities and two powers, a far cry from those within the C-rank, 2%. S-ranks really don't need any sort of explanation, three powers and city block worth of power, 1%. Then there's the SS ranking, which are basically living legends, with less than .01% of the world population are even capable of reaching that rank. Then there's the true stars of this shit show of a planet, the SS+ ranking which is so incredibly rare that the government has only a single hard drive for each one, there are less than 100 around the world, and when one of those guys go rouge a nationwide emergency is declared. That's how serious a threat they are.

Putting the ranking system aside, and moving onto the technology of this place, there ain't much. Sure there's a fully functional and distinguished space expedition fleet, owned by a big ass company, go figure, but nothing else on a major technological develop-ment scale. Well, unless you consider magic a technological advancement. There was also the discovery of the human subspecies, which isn't really an apt. description now as full humans went extinct in The War. It doesn't have a real name(if it did, it has been lost to time or completely forgotten), leaving it to just be referred to as "The War." During it, humans were either killed in battle, causalities of indiscriminate artillery, from both sides mind you, or mixed with the subspecies. Either way, they're dead. There are also Wishes, but that's a whole other can of worms.

But aside from all that, all I can think about is: if I'm going to order my usual at the café my friends invited me to meet at. I pulled one of my hands, a black fingerless glove covering most of it, out of my jacket and produced my phone from my pant's pocket to check if I was even going in the right direction. I was, but the location itself was in the city. A heavy and long sigh escapes from my lips as I feel a scowl show on my, usually stoic, face. "Why the city, again?" I thought out loud. I hated going into the city. Reason? To start off, there's either some self-proclaimed "hero" douchebag waving their status around like it's their damn birthright, which it technically is, but that's besides the point, fangirls and/or boys gushing over them, a villain attacking, or all three!