It's been a long time since it happened. Far too long. The event that changed my life. I'm still debating on if it changed for the better or the worst. But I do know one thing. If it wasn't for the Ultra Explosion, I may not be the man that I am today.
It started out as a normal day, people were being themselves and all that. But then there was this loud noise, then I remember seeing a bright light. It was blinding, but it was beautiful. I thought I saw someone in the distance, inside the light. I must've been hallucinating.
Then everything went black.
When I came to, my house was torn apart, bodies were everywhere, and my family? Gone. Either dead or disappeared. I mourned for their deaths, but their deaths encouraged me, to become something, New, something more.
Their deaths inspired me to become a hero