Oliver sat in his dimly lit apartment, surrounded by scattered sheets of paper. His mind was racing with possibilities. If he was going to bring manga to this world, he needed a hero—someone who would captivate readers, inspire them, and feel larger than life.
But it couldn't be just anyone. This hero had to fit into the world of shinobi yet stand out as something unique. He needed to create someone with elements of the legends he grew up with on Earth while still making them his own.
He tapped his pen against the desk. Marvel and DC had countless heroes, but he needed one that resonated with him, one that shared his elemental affinities—fire, wind, and lightning.
Then it clicked.
A hero like Superman—but raised from childhood, discovering his power gradually rather than being all-powerful from the start. A character who could be a beacon of hope yet struggle with his abilities, his place in the world, and the expectations placed upon him.
"Clarke Kent," Oliver murmured to himself, writing the name down. He smirked. A nod to the Man of Steel, but this Clarke wouldn't be the same. He wouldn't be an alien—he would be born right here, in a world of shinobi.
Oliver leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling. "Alright… how do I build him?"
The Character Concept
Clarke Kent would be born into an ordinary family in a small, peaceful village. He would have no special bloodline, no legendary clan backing him. Just a normal child—until the day his powers began to awaken.
At first, it would be small—his body stronger than most kids his age, his endurance higher, his reflexes sharper. But as he grew older, things would escalate.
His fire affinity would awaken during a moment of intense emotion—perhaps defending a friend or loved one. The flames would explode outward, uncontrolled, overwhelming.
His wind affinity would develop as he learned to control his movements—allowing him to move faster than the human eye could track, nearly flying, like a gust of wind.
And then, when the time was right, his lightning would come—the raw, untamed force of nature crackling through his veins, making him one of the fastest and most powerful warriors in existence.
But power would not come without struggle. He wouldn't master it instantly. Each step of his journey would be met with hardship, failures, and growth.
Stronger opponents would always be waiting. Clarke wouldn't just be stronger than everyone else from the start—he would have to earn it. Every battle would push him to his limits, forcing him to learn new strategies, adapt, and evolve.
He wouldn't just rely on brute strength. He would have to use his brain.
Oliver thought about all the heroes he had seen—Batman, Iron Man, Spider-Man, and the most brilliant tacticians of Marvel and DC. Clarke would be like them, analyzing his enemies, figuring out their weaknesses, and adapting on the fly. He wouldn't just rush in; he would outthink his opponents.
And then, there was speed.
Oliver smirked. He had always liked Quicksilver, especially the way he could move faster than anyone could react. That ability—the feeling of moving through time differently than everyone else—was something he wanted for Clarke.
His lightning affinity wouldn't just be about raw power. It would grant him speed beyond human comprehension. A level of movement that made the world seem slower to him, letting him react before anyone even realized he had moved.
The Core of the Story
Oliver tapped his pen against the desk, deep in thought. What was the heart of Clarke's story?
Then, he smiled. It was about identity. About finding one's place in the world.
Would Clarke be feared for his power? Would he struggle with being different? Would he see himself as a protector, or would the world try to use him for war?
Would he choose to become a hero?
Oliver knew the answer already.
"Yeah," he whispered to himself. "This could work."
With newfound determination, he picked up his pen and started sketching. The first page of history was about to be written.