This is sort of a mini story, made in a rhyming poem. Tell me how it is.
I'm painting this image before your eyes/
Before I start, don't dart, for someone dies/
I won't spoil the surprise, but you may guess/
The demons singled this day to bless/
As he was being shot, not by a glock, but by a ray of lightning/
From a death~machine, his breath~regimes kept his way of fighting/
On the lips he is biting/ A man, who thought he can/ They named him Hero/
The chance to win was almost in a bin, they named it zero/
Powerless, as he crashed through the towerless skyscraper/
She shot another another blast, his barely scraped her/
The building collapsed, two seconds elapsed and he was in the deepest rubble/
Seeping into trouble, which the became double/
As a man in dark~blue, sparked~blue and shot another thunder/
To make the rubble move asunder, and plunder the hero into excruciating~pain/
The man was tired of waiting~for~his~gain/
The Hero did not wish to rise~again/
Size~of~his~win never looked slimmer/
When thunder hit, he wanted to quit/
Wishing to be normal for a bit/
He stood up, pushing through the wall of pain/
A wall of rain made the pain worse/
Hero trashed and dashed like a crazy horse/
He was a shattered beast, with nothing left but his fist/
Hero was the only protection~of~humanity/
He had to land this punch, even at the cost of his connection to sanity/
He felt relief, beyond belief his punch landed/
He could barely stand~it/
His greatest friend, had met an end/
By the Hero's own hand/
“We could have had it all, you didn't have to fall” the woman spoke/
Hero's voice chocked, eyes watered/
The pain speared his heart, and then tears start to fall/
He had, and had to lose it all/
“We could have destroyed the Earth!” yelled the woman who would soon give birth/
From him, “Why did you throw my love in a bin?!”/
“Because! This isn't our choice!” - boomed Hero's voice/
“We are not the gods that end their fable”/
“And yet you're able, to end your best friends fable?!”
In that moment/ She wasn't his beloved, she was an opponent/
He flew across the sky, across the rain/
To try again/
They traded blows and eye beams/
So loud it seemed, the sky had screamed/
“You killed all the Gods just for them, you traitor!”
She loved him only yesterday/
Who could have guessed this way/
Her strength rose greater, as they broke another skyscraper/
Her punches so fierce, she wanted to pierce his heart/
“I was the starting reason, I'll be the finishing”/
Hero's godly powers diminishing, he put it all into one/
“Think about your son!” She shrieked, but it was already done/
She was split by the blast and turned to none/
... Humans saved... but what of the cost... He fell onto the ground.../
...Lost, and never to be found/
... It's strange, what a fallen god and stolen odds can do.../
...Just to save people, like me and you.../
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