DESTINY GAMES

He asked, "How come Icon can wield the power of so many classes with his robots?"

Wrath replied, "Icon had a lot of abilities that enhanced his bond with robots, but the most important reason he was so powerful was because he had the help of a lot of people."

Wrath continued with a wistful tone, "You see, from level 91 onwards, you fight other champions from other worlds. That's why it is called the Champions League. That meant the champions of Earth-11 had to go through the champions of other earths for us to create a demigod. This was very difficult."

"It was so difficult that most champions died at level 91. Things became so bad that Icon became the only champion from Earth-11 in the Champions League to ever reach level 92. So everyone became of one accord to support him so that he wouldn't die."

"Different people from different ways of life supported him. Even Raijin supported him. With the help of so many people, he was able to achieve things that a single person shouldn't be able to."

Kelvin chuckled and asked, "The leader of the Justice League supported him? I didn't expect that. "

Wrath nodded. "Back then, there was no justice league. The Justice League was created after Icon betrayed everyone's expectations. Most of the people that supported him took back their help and even joined the Justice League to get rid of him."

Kelvin shook his head. "Was their hatred for him so much?"

"There was hatred, but the major reason why they hunted him was for the ring of the paragon. They hated him enough to kill him if they had the chance, but not enough to chase him all over the earth. But they wanted to undo what he did, so they came after him."

"Unfortunately, Icon couldn't give them the ring even if he wanted to. That and the hatred they had for him caused him to be hunted until he died."

Kelvin exclaimed, "Wow. What a world we live in."

Wrath reminded him, "It is a world where the Justice League will hunt you if they catch any trace of the current wielder of the ring of paragon."

"Right." He thought of something, so he asked Wrath, "I am not Icon though. Can't I work with them?"

"No, you can't. You will need to kill some of them to acquire the other rings so they automatically don't like you. Even the ones that you don't have to kill prefer to gain control of the ring themselves for power, trust issues, and other selfish reasons. And there are the ones that are not selfish but don't want a paragon to exist at all so that such a being won't have power over everyone."

Kelvin sighed and said, "It is Icon's decision all over again. I can't satisfy everyone, even if I try. Someone will hate me or consider me a threat."

Wrath agreed and advised, "That's why you should prioritize your own satisfaction. And unlike Icon, you don't need everyone's help. You are good on your own."

He continued his research on abilities, which made him learn that Icon was not the strongest demigod in the history of Earth-11. It turned out that the strongest demigod of Earth-11 is a weapon-class super called Manhattan.

Both he and Icon are the most popular demigods in history. What he read about this Manhattan increased his interest in the weapon class. After all, it couldn't be a coincidence that the first and most powerful demigods are weapon-class supers.

This increased his anticipation for his next mission since gang wars are placed where one can see many different abilities. If they are using guns, then it is likely that a gun super would show up.

He finished his research quickly. Then he returned to District 666 for his new mission after he updated his knowledge on abilities.

The terminal had provided a location and time for him to go to in order to meet up with his employer. He went there directly after signing up for the mission.

He went there with the face and body of an ordinary person from the web. He was dressed in new clothes. It was a simple jeans and shirt. Something he wouldn't mind losing in a heartbeat.

The location was in a bar. There was nothing special about the bar to him. It had plenty of screens on its walls showing one form of entertainment or the other. It had holographic advertisements in front of it.

It was just one of the many places for relaxation present in this part of the district. There were other establishments in the skyscraper it was located in. The only thing of note was that it was full of people.

It was so full that he couldn't find a seat when he got there. He had to stand at the back with the many others who came late. The fact that he was young and didn't wear a mask also made him stand out figuratively from the others. Maybe people gave him more than a glance.

He didn't stare back at them. He simply looked at the front of the bar, waiting for his employer to show up. But someone decided to have a go at him.

A lady whistled at him and asked, "Aren't you a little too young for this?"

He asked in return, "Aren't you a little too old for this?"

He didn't take her jab without retaliating because he was taught that was the best way to deal with bullies. His father had told him that most bullies were hyenas. They would only attack the weak and vulnerable.

He had to stand up for himself and prove that he wouldn't be an easy mark. If that doesn't work, then he must deal enough damage to the bully so as to make the fun they will get out of him come with a price. That price will make them rethink bullying him a second time.