S-Rank Superhumans

As I scanned the room, my eyes darting from one corner to the next, I couldn't shake the feeling that it resembled a prison cell. But not just any prison cell—this one had an alien design, sleek and far more modern than anything I'd ever seen on Earth. The walls were smooth, almost metallic, and etched with strange symbols that glowed faintly, casting an eerie light across the space. The atmosphere felt cold and impersonal, heightening the unsettling vibe. Yet, despite its sterile, almost clinical nature, there was an undeniable beauty to the room—a strange, otherworldly elegance—but it still felt like a cage.

There were about eight of us inside this cell—seven superhumans and me.