[participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge]

Utopia. People all around the world thought this place was the best. It made sense. This was the district where 80% of superheroes came from, and they were usually the best of the best. For that reason, Liam had been terrified when he'd come here.

Now?

Now he knew better.

This place was insane, supers acted like they were humans, and humans acted like they were equal. Liam couldn't wrap his head around it, even after months of living in this damn place.

Even after the day came when he could get a superpower.

People his age were coddled and treated like children, and the adults were barely any better. It made them so weak-minded that it got to the point where they seriously thought they weren't weapons of mass destruction…

His life had been too different before this. People kept each other close, but their guns closer. In a district where death wasn't the worst thing that could happen to your corpse, there really wasn't an alternative.

There was so little violence now, and even supers, (Supers!) got scared off if he mentioned where he'd come from. He couldn't even carry a gun, in a place where half the damn people surrounding him were bulletproof.

...It was all just too much.

His mom had fought tooth and nail to get him here, to give him a chance to become a hero, but what kind of hero would someone like him become?

Especially now that he knew his powers were much more dangerous than he thought?