Chapter 2: The Heroes
Zayn had never been more aware of his own mediocrity than in this moment.
As the four heroes descended the grand marble staircase, their presence was almost overwhelming.
Their steps carried an unnatural weight, as if the very air around them had thickened.
Every soldier in the room stood at attention, eyes filled with awe, admiration, and hope.
Zayn?
He was still stuck on the fact that these guys were from Earth — just like him.
Cedric Alstein. The golden boy. The hero amongst all the heroes here.
The pastor's son who probably spent his childhood being the perfect choir boy, learning how to preach about love and righteousness.
He looked the part, too.
With his flawless blond hair, a jawline sharp enough to cut glass, and a divine aura shimmering faintly around him, he radiated the kind of protagonist energy that made Zayn sick.
Ragnar Helstrom. The brute.