Miguel Soldero: El Volador

Welcome back to another wonderful snippet into the Arkadi-Verse,  Heroes! I pray that your day has been absolutely astonishing as it is productive!

I truly pray that you are all doing great and that all is well, and those that are feeling down… Well, I pray that this temporary storm is lifted from your life, that your strength is manifested to help yourself up and others.

It's not over until you are accomplished. The choice is yours! Don’t get bogged down with things that are beyond our control. 

What would you do, if you found a shiny, jeweled helmet and a strange metallic disc? Would you put on that helmet? Would you use that disc to play fetch with your pet? Would you leave that helmet alone, especially if you saw something oozing from it? 

Well… Let me introduce you all to Miguel Soldero, he was just a hardworking blue collar guy. Trying to survive his nine to five, making ends meet, and after the events that occurred in Arkadium, he stumbled upon a helmet being trapped under the debris. Miguel was searching for a way out, but the events added to his actual problems in life. He thought that his day couldn't get any worse, but finding this helmet seemed like a beacon of hope.  

This helmet is shiny, silvery in nature, with a ruby like jewel in the center of a golden mount, and there are ornate engravings on it. Miguel decides to pick it up, after clawing his way to freedom, he inspects it, and thinks that he can pawn it at a local shop for some extra dough.

Now, you are probably wondering what has happened to him? Why isn’t he concerned with his surroundings, and why is he so focused on this helmet? He could have been smothered by the debris, or worse. The thoughts of a bad day at work, his bad fortune starts to consume him, his thoughts from complicated relationships arise, his financial problems itch at his core, and he figures that this helmet may serve as an answer to his burning questions. However, something compels him to put on the helm, and all of a sudden… 

A blackened ooze seeps from the helm, taking grip into the exposed flesh of Miguel, and seering itself symbiotically into his mind. The ooze begins to communicate to Miguel’s mind in a foreign tongue, and he then slowly begins to comprehend as they become one. With a bright burst of radiant light, a silvery flash confronts him face-to-face, and what lay before him suspended in mid-air?

Is a metallic disc. A disc that will allow him to fly, and other wonders, as this is the birth of…

El Volador! 

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