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A Heart of a Hero (A Young Justice/ SI)

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Magoose said:
I will try not to disappoint since I feel like everyone is at this moment in time.:oops:
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No one's blaming you for being new, generally though you should take note of existing discussions on the subject. For example, I've previously written against fics in YJ which just do the 'join team, rescue roquette' etc, because its been done thousands of times. Like those, the ROB here seemed silly because as a community we've moved past it. I mentioned Vexmaster's fic because its one of those is hilariously out of place on a site like SV and would be torn to shreds. Frontrunners like him codified many elements of the genre but as a fanfiction community certain things aren't in fashion. Like Buffy.
 
Kolarthecool said:
Not really. Unless your SI is going to suddenly start worshipping the Presense, the Endless and w.e that old guy behind the Source Wall is.

I'm mostly talking about all the SIs/isekais that end up in settings like Danmachi, HSDxD, Marvel or, like this one, DC. Despite suddenly finding out that higher powers do actually exist and, in some cases, are within walking distance, none of these characters ever seem to have a crisis of faith or even touch on the subject.
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Any Isekai into a fictional setting is pretty much proof that a ROB exists that is of greater power than whatever the local deities are. (Excluding stuff like Hiver's SI where the "real world" is a simulation, the MC is an AI and Star Trek is reality.)
 
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MrCogmor said:
Any Isekai into a fictional setting is pretty much proof that a ROB exists that is of greater power than whatever the local deities are. (Excluding stuff like Hiver's SI where the "real world" is a simulation, the MC is an AI and Star Trek is reality.)
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Which I agree with, yet very few of the story characters ever seem to consider what that means and how it changes their entire world view. Probably because it would make for a boring few paragraphs but still.

I for one would definitely suffer a bit of a crisis at proof of god not only being real but also: A) being a bit of an ass that wants to mess with me, B) thinking well enough about me to ask for my help in saving another world as the case often is, or C) being a dumb klutz that accidentally killed me and wants to sweep the problem under the proverbial rug.
 
MrCogmor said:
Any Isekai into a fictional setting is pretty much proof that a ROB exists that is of greater power than whatever the local deities are. (Excluding stuff like Hiver's SI where the "real world" is a simulation, the MC is an AI and Star Trek is reality.)
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An isekai into a fictional setting isn't proof of that though. Being isekai'd only confirms that alternate universes exist and it's possible to travel between them, anything more is making assumptions unless you directly meet a rob.
 
While there are plenty of questions that may be asked by our protagonist as they will not be asked, mostly because he's not interested in the whole idea of why he is there, only what he can do to make things better for his fellow man.

He has been granted a second chance in life when he should be dead and has been given power where he could help people.
 
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pancakes said:
An isekai into a fictional setting isn't proof of that though. Being isekai'd only confirms that alternate universes exist and it's possible to travel between them, anything more is making assumptions unless you directly meet a rob.
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It is pretty much the greatest proof of Intelligent Design you could ever get.
 
Magoose said:
The first one was a man that I could only describe as a Prussian cosplayer with red eyes. He had a long flowing black coat that draped over his body, with golden leaves on them, like a colonel. The red uniform and black pants he wore looked like they were part of an officers uniform… or at the very least a cadets uniform. His hat was… well, I didn't know how to describe his hat, an officer's one with a golden skull on it. His black hair was a mess hiding under his hat His red eyes also looked… mischievous, cunning, like he was planning something. To his side, there was a katana that his hand rested on.

The other man looked like the exact opposite of the first man. Between golden hair, striking, almost falcon like blue eyes, that looked more… driven than mischievous. The second man also had a white jacket, a black tank top, and white gloves, and instead of uniform pants, he wore blue jeans. To his side was a long sword with emeralds in the hilt.

However, both had one very distinct feature. Both had wings. The first one had black wings that were outstretched like a bird, while the second man was folded in, only showing just a little bit of his feathers over his back.
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So, Crowley and Azaraphel?
 
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Prologue Finale
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    • Prologue Finale

    "He has a right to know who we are, and what powers we bring to bear." Light stated as Dark clumsily laid down their new host on the rooftop.

    "And make him frightened by the mere thought of using our power?" Dark replied. "You know our duty is to assist him, not make him ignore our every word because of who we are."

    "And beginning our relationship on a lie is any better?" Light shot back.

    "Better a lie that will help him become a better person who will trust then the truth that makes him hate us," Dark replied. "We're not going to have another-"

    "He would understand." Light stated. "And you've felt his heart, and his spirit, it is nothing like him."

    "And if he doesn't? And if the truth stifles his own potential because of it?" Dark asked. "Or worse, turns him into a monster?"

    Light flinched, clenching his teeth, before letting out a sigh. A weary one that was far older than any on the planet, save one. "Fine. We'll do it your way. But we must tell him the truth. Sooner rather than later."

    Dark nodded. "And we will. Just not now. I'm not basing my future off of your intuition. Not again."

    Light nodded and frowned. "I know."
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    I awoke on a rooftop. I then noticed that my clothes had changed. Gone was my restaurant uniform, now I was wearing a red shirt, black sweatpants, and a jacket. The jacket was very interesting because it was a double-sided, the interior could be the exterior and vise versa. The black side is more of a sweatshirt, while the inside a raincoat.

    "Uh… what am I wearing?" I said quietly to myself.

    "Well, you were lacking in style and practical clothes," Dark stated as he stood over me. "So I, in my infinite wisdom, stole some clothes for you so you don't look like a homeless vagabond with a work shirt and torn up pants."

    Oh no. "Than we need to return this stuff!"

    I turned to see Light sitting on the wall, his hand firmly on his face as he shook his head. "We didn't steal anything, he's just messing with you."

    I relaxed slightly before I noticed the rooftop. "How did I get here?"

    "Took your body for a bit of a spin. Dreadfully hard to do by the way, with you being unconscious after all, and us relying on you to...well get around." Dark replied.

    I turned to Light. "What does he mean?"

    Light sighed. "Hello, Simon." He said your name with reverence. "We are the two angels of Darkness and Light, bound to your soul."

    Angels? "Like Gabrial and Michel?" I asked.

    Dark laughed. "Nah, not like those two, we're more… hands on. And stuck with you."

    "Why?" I asked.

    "Don't know, the Presence just said we're helping you in your second chance at life, and give you the power to help the people who need it in this world," Dark replied. "And in his words might I add 'No take backs on the powers.'"

    "And what power is that?" I asked again. "Because I don't feel anything different about myself, besides hearing you two."

    Light stood up. "Actually, we are the difference. When I said we were bound to your soul, we meant it. We are now part of your very being. It leads to some… very interesting perks."

    Dark was grinning. "Oh, can I go first?! Please please please!" He was acting like a child in a candy store… and Light was trying to indulge him.

    "Ah yes… Well, we might as well get it over with so it won't be a surprise later. Light sighed. "Follow my instructions, please. Ready Dark?"

    Dark smiled. "Let's burn this town to the ground!" he shouted. Light frowned, and I looked on at the Dark Angel with horror on my face. "I'm kidding. Relax, take a joke sometimes." He gave a small laugh.

    I looked at Light. "So what do I do?"

    Light gazed at Dark for a moment before looking back at you. "You know Latin?" He asked.

    I nodded yes. "Kinda… I mean, I've read Caesar's Commentaries."

    Light sighed. "Beggars can't be choosers." He whispered, knowing full well I could hear him. "Good, say moon in Latin, and you should feel it."

    "Will it hurt?" I asked.

    "No, it shouldn't hurt." Light replied.

    Alright. "Luna." I said the word and then I felt it. My body ached and burned, but somehow I was still standing. A fire burned in my veins, and bones cracked as I felt something on my back slowly grow out of my back, somehow going through the clothes on my back. My hair grew longer, and I could see the long black locks covered my eyes before somehow moving over to the side. On my side, was Dark's Katana.

    I took a deep breath and felt Dark's presence in my mind. "Finally." I felt my hand move on its own and draw the blade.

    The steel shimmered in the sunlight and I held it like a master, my fingers wrapping around the hilt in a way that made the blade feel comfortable in my hands.

    "Wow," I whispered, feeling my body move on its own as Dark laughed. "How is this possible?"

    "Dark's spirit has melded with your own, and your body underwent a transformation that will assist you in helping people." Light replied. "Saying the word is a bit of a code phrase so to speak. We both have one. Luna is Darks, and Sol is mine."

    "The sun." I translated instinctively as if I was getting asked for the English translation in a classroom. "Um…" the wings on my back flapped. "How do I control these?"

    Light sighed as if what I was asking was stupid. "Just think of them as still and then they'll stop."

    I tried to do that, and the wings stopped, and they folded behind me. "So… Do I have any powers that you give me?"

    Lights eyes narrowed slightly. "Besides a healing factor, the ability to fly, enchanted scenes, master swordsman abilities and above average strength than an average human? No."

    There was a tenseness in his voice, as Light's teeth clattered shut, and his hand clenched, but I didn't really think of it.

    "So your both interchangeable?" I asked.

    "No… Dark is a much better swordsman and warrior than I am, and I am a much better… strategist and a people person. We help you, with our wisdom and training that melds with your own, while you control your body." Light replied.

    "How do I become me again?" I asked. "When the stuff is all over?"

    "Say hominum." Dark said in my head.

    Human… "Hominum." I whispered and the burning sensation happened again. The wings retreated into my body, and the sword disappeared. My hair changed back to it's buzzed brown original form, and I felt… lessor. I did not notice the power that was in my veins before this moment, and now that it was gone, I felt empty.

    "Well, how did you like it?" Dark asked as he walked back into my view.

    "That was awesome." I stated.

    Light gave a small smile. "I'm glad you feel that way. But we're going to need to work on a few things with you, once we have a place to settle down."

    I nodded. "Yeah. Thank you."

    Dark than hummed. "Hey, Superman is flying over again."

    Wait what?

    Looking up to the sky, it was not a bird, not a plane… It was a man. A flying man in a blue costume with a red cape flowing behind him.

    Oh… "Oh."

    I was in the DC Universe. A universe full of superheroes and supervillains, where the Earth was under constant threat from alien invasions, global destroying events and evil tyrants that had superpowers.

    A place where even superpowers did not mean safety.

    "Oh Fuck."

    AN: And here we go.
     
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    • Now light and darkness-themed powersets are definitely interesting to see--and this particular powerset looks interesting, to say the least.

    I'd recommend editing the Chapter, though--there were a few spelling errors scattered through it.
     
    Good chapter.
    Question, this Dark and Light characters, are they canon DC or something else?
    Cause the way they interact they remained me of the asshole gods in RWBY.

    Also, since your SI now knows he is in DC, please tell me that he at least knows one of the Formulas.
     
    edboy49 said:
    Good chapter.
    Question, this Dark and Light characters, are they canon DC or something else?
    Cause the way they interact they remained me of the asshole gods in RWBY
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    They're Biblical angels and important ones at that. That is all I will say on the subject.
    edboy49 said:
    Also, since your SI now knows he is in DC, please tell me that he at least knows one of the Formulas
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    You mean like the anti life equation or the life equation?

    No he does not.
     
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    Magoose said:
    They're Biblical angels and important ones at that. That is all I will say on the subject.
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    Im going with the Big Two, Lucifer Morningstar and Michael Demiurgos since those are the only ones mindbreakingly powerful enough to scare the si into not using them that might be asaociated with day and night while also fitting the angel and devil roles.
     
    Astrobot said:
    Im going with the Big Two, Lucifer Morningstar and Michael Demiurgos since those are the only ones mindbreakingly powerful enough to scare the si into not using them that might be asaociated with day and night while also fitting the angel and devil roles.
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    He asked that and they said no. Probably the angles that gaurded adam or something. Not a theologian.
     
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