DOMINION LEAGUE TRAINING: PART 1
The concrete chamber was silent.
Golden Bro Herc stood alone beneath a stark industrial light, the only sound a low hum vibrating off the walls. The air was heavy—charged, electric. His head bowed, cap pulled low, shadows slicing across his face. The gold chains around his neck glinted like signals from the gods.
He didn’t move.
Not yet.
The match against Neon Flux loomed just days away. They were fast. They were tech. They were precision incarnate. But Herc didn’t fear them. He was built for this. Forged, layer by golden layer, into something beyond human.
Something divine.
He took one breath.
Then flexed.
Muscle erupted with definition. Arms like sculpted marble coiled into form—bulging, dense, perfect. Every fiber of his frame responded, activated. His golden sneakers reflected his glow onto the polished floor. The transformation wasn’t just internal. The room responded. The air itself shimmered. A low pulse throbbed around him.
The aura emerged.
It began as a soft glint around his shoulders. Then it burned. Gold poured from his chest, his eyes, his wings—massive and metallic—spread from his back like a war banner unfurling. Each feather a blade of glory. The glow widened, illuminating every brick, every surface, until the chamber was no longer grey.
It was golden.
Herc raised his head slowly, eyes still veiled by his cap.
No more doubt.
No more hesitation.
“Let them come,” he muttered, voice thick, deep. “Let Neon Flux see what golden power feels like.”
He turned toward the door. Light pooled beneath his steps as he walked.
Each step thundered like a drumbeat.
Each step brought victory closer.
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