In a world of super-powered beings, I won the lottery. I'm strong, fast, and nearly untouchable. In other words, I'm everything one could ever want to be and more. So why does it feel like I'm the puppet here?
Why are my nightmares getting worse, my enemies getting stronger, and my secrets coming closer and closer to being revealed? I suppose one can't have everything. It certainly won't stop me from trying.
Author Blytzbyrn