PROLOGUE
Rain fell upon the now condemned building, as if the sky itself mourned over the events that had transpired. A monster stood triumphant, leaving a once grate hero amidst the towers rubble. For the hero the screams of those who were once sheltered by him seemed as though faint whispers. He laid broken, helpless, void of the hope he once gave others. As death approached his last moments gave a chance for reflection. Time slowed, the world blurred, but the pain he felt within his soul only worsened. The lessons of his uncle rippled through his mind
" If you can do good things for other people, you have a moral obligation to do those things."
Towering over him a man could be seen but only through words, soon to be forgotten and a promise, unkempt. A ghost of his past that appearing merely to remind him of his guilt before everything faded away…
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"Power…"
A word spoken amidst the darkness. The screams of the city once again started to shatter the silence.
"The Power To Save Them…"
His eyes opened to see a darkness begin to consume him.
"Take It, The Power That Could Have Saved Her…"
Unable to move he struggled in vain to stop what he could not explain.
"The Power That Can Save Her"
Though at that moment this promise seemed almost impossible for the slightest glimmer of hope he relinquished whatever hold he had against the darkness.
"Now We Are One"
"Now We Are Venom!"