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Speed Villain: The Fugitive from the Stars

The dark chains around his wrists burned with a cruel, pulsating energy, a constant reminder that he was nothing but a slave. On Zypheron-5, a brutal planet ruled by warlords, Kael-X was bred for war—an experiment, a weapon, a tool. The Zypherian overlords had created him, pushing his body to its limit, granting him speed that defied light and strength that could shatter mountains.

But Kael-X was never meant to be free.

For years, he was forced to fight in the Colosseum of Zorrak, where champions from across the galaxy were pitted against him—gladiators, alien beasts, even machines designed to counter his power. None survived. He was undefeated. Yet, with every battle, he knew he was still a prisoner. A trophy killer for the Zypherian Empire.

Until one day… he ran.

The Great Escape

It was during the Blood Eclipse, when the twin moons of Zypheron aligned, momentarily disrupting the energy field of the Colosseum. The warlords never suspected that even the slightest disturbance in their technology would give Kael-X his opportunity.

With a surge of power, he shattered his restraints and ran—faster than any creature had ever moved. The guards didn’t even have time to react before he was a blur, a ghost vanishing from the arena. The city around him became a streak of neon lights and steel towers as he dashed toward the only thing that could get him off this cursed planet: The Warp Gate.

Blasting through legions of soldiers, Kael-X leapt into the glowing portal, feeling his body stretch and twist as he was hurled through the cosmos.

Arrival on Earth

He crash-landed in a place unlike any he had ever seen. Earth.

A city of towering skyscrapers, vehicles that crawled instead of flew, and people who were fragile beyond belief. They called this place New York City. He emerged from the wreckage of his impact, his body steaming from the atmospheric entry.

Within moments, sirens filled the air. Earth’s warriors—men in blue uniforms with primitive weapons—surrounded him. They shouted commands, telling him to stay down. But Kael-X had spent his life being ordered around, being chained and controlled. He wouldn’t allow it again.

He moved.

Faster than bullets, he dismantled their weapons before they could even pull the trigger. To them, he was a phantom, a force of nature. They fired at where he had been seconds ago, but he was already behind them, disarming, dodging, vanishing into the city’s shadows.

A Villain or a Hero?

News spread fast. Reports of a "super-powered fugitive" tearing through the city filled the broadcasts. People called him a menace, a threat, a villain.

Kael-X didn’t care.

All his life, he had been forced to fight, to kill for the amusement of others. Now, he was free—but the world feared him. Governments sought to capture him, scientists wanted to study him, and those in power wished to control him.

But no one would ever control him again.

He became a legend. They called him Speed Villain, the man who could outrun lightning and strike with the force of a meteor.

Some saw him as a savior—taking down criminals in the blink of an eye. Others saw him as a nightmare—a force too powerful to exist unchecked.

But Kael-X had one mission: To never be a slave again.

And anyone who tried to stop him… would learn what true speed really was.

To Be Continued…

SPEED VILLIAN:The fugitive from the stars

The world had never seen destruction at this speed before.

The city was a ghost town—silent, lifeless, abandoned.

Humans had fled for their lives, escaping the unstoppable force that was Kael-X.

They had seen him fight. They had witnessed his inhuman speed, his earth-shattering strength. They knew this was a battle they could never survive.

> The world belongs to the fast now.

Kael-X stood in the middle of an empty intersection, his silver hair covering his eyes, his body still humming with the unstable energy of Compound-X. His fists clenched as he faced the only opponent who had ever matched his speed—The Speed Phantom.

The Speed Phantom cracked his neck, a grin forming on his face.

"You thought you were fast," he said. "But you've only been racing against humans. You've never faced a true speedster before."

Kael-X's muscles tensed. This wasn't arrogance. This was the truth.

For the first time, he had been hit first.

For the first time, he wasn't sure if he was the fastest.

Kael-X exhaled slowly. "I don't care who you are," he said, voice low and dangerous. "I only care about who's left standing at the end."

The Speed Phantom's grin widened. "Then let's find out."

No—time itself struggled to keep up.

Kael-X and the Speed Phantom moved at speeds that bent reality, leaving behind afterimages that flickered in and out of existence.

Buildings shattered as they raced past. The wind itself screamed.

Each punch was a shockwave, each step left craters in the earth.

Kael-X ducked under a strike, spun mid-air, and slammed his fist into the Speed Phantom's chest.

The shockwave ripped through six skyscrapers behind them, sending debris flying into the sky like meteor showers.

But the Speed Phantom barely flinched.

Kael-X disappeared again, his speed tearing apart the asphalt beneath him. He rewrote his own movements, bending time so he appeared behind the Speed Phantom in an instant—

But the Speed Phantom was already waiting.

A knee to the gut sent Kael-X soaring backward, crashing through an abandoned subway station. The entire structure collapsed around him.

For a moment, everything was still.

A burst of blue lightning exploded from the rubble.

His breathing was heavy. His body ached.

> He's not just fast. He's precise. He's calculating my movements before I even make them.

If this guy thought he was going to win—

His cells were absorbing every moment of battle, every hit he had taken.

The energy of Compound-X surged within him, sparking around his body in arcs of electric-blue lightning.

Kael-X's heart slammed against his ribs.

The Speed Phantom tilted his head. "What's this?"

> Not forward. Not backward. Not sideways.

> Kael-X moved in a direction the Speed Phantom had never seen before.

For the first time, Speed Phantom's face twisted in shock.

Kael-X reappeared behind him, his fist already in motion.

The impact was like a nuclear detonation.

The entire city block exploded, sending shockwaves that shattered every window for miles.

The Speed Phantom went flying, his body bouncing off skyscrapers like a ragdoll, before finally crashing into the remains of a fallen building.

His body still crackled with power.

For the first time in his life, he had used Compound-X at full power.

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