The Throne Of Atlantis: the beginning of the end saga

Everyone wishes for power. Good or Evil we all wish for power.

To fly in the air. To breath fire. Heal any wound. Bullet proof skin. Read minds. To be able to shape the world or anything around us.

Its no use lying to yourselves. We all wish and make that wish Once a day. Be you a school girl hiding from your tormentors. Or, A school boy's wish for inhumane strength to fight your pursuers.

But no one stops to think about it. The one question everyone overlooks when make that wish. When your desire is fulfilled what will you turn into. What will you inspire. Over all, What is the cost for your power?

Fear? Hope? Or something else.

Power can do wonders to someone. They might be hooked on the fear that's instilled in others. Or, fear themselves.

My story is different. I lose my parents. I am taken care of by loyal friends. I wake up with the powers of a god. Inhuman powers that no one can explain. Abilities that instill everlasting fear. But my story doesn't start there. No, it starts from fear of discovery. Years later. Actions that define me as a notorious villain wrapped in shadows. An existence that no one know about. Pulling the strings for my own amusement.

I am Ares storm Bloodbourne! Only one of my kind. Feared by all in my shadow.

That is... Until the day I met them. People like me. But completely opposite.

I think they are called heroes.