[ wp ] Some people are born with superpowers , and hailed as gods for it . You ? You 're the leader of the gods , and no one knows what power you have .

`` Sir, can I talk to you?'' BoulderDash asks. 
 
 `` Sure what is it Byron?'' I say placing a hand on his shoulder. 
 
 `` What exactly is your power? I mean, nobody has ever seen you use it before. So how are you the leader?'' 
 
 `` Are you questioning my leadership capabilities?'' I respond firmly 
 
 `` No, not at all.'' He says holding his arms up in defense. `` In fact I think you are an amazing leader. I was just curious.'' 
 
 `` Well luckily I have never had to use them. And I feel sorry for the poor fool who has the unfortunate opportunity to face them'' 
 
 `` But that doesn't..'' 
 
 `` Do n't worry about it. Everything is going well. Villainous crime is at a record low. No need to stir the hornets nest for simple curiosity right?'' 
 
 `` Yea I guess so. Thanks boss'' 
 
 `` No Problem'' I say as Byron rolls out of the conference room in HQ. So odd to see a guy change into a boulder and propel himself at crazy speeds. 
 
 I slump in my chair at the head of the table. Or should I say Throne. It's architecture and artwork is masterful. A testament to the appointed leader of all superheroes. And it means nothing to me. 
 
 Hour by Hour, meeting after meeting. It's all so boring. My power is always here. Always active and I ca n't stop it. In every encounter, in every conversation. While many superheroes base their power on strength, flight, speed, invisibility or others like it, mine is based on winning. And I always win. No matter what. 
 
 At first, I was n't sure I even had an ability. It took several months to realize it. After that, nobody could stand in my way. And that in part is it's curse. 
 
 I want someone who can stand against me. To rival me. When you get what you want all the time it becomes shallow. I once convinced a villain to stand against me. But it did n't work. They did, however everything played out exactly how I wanted it to. It changed nothing. The power of persuasion. It's nuance is so small that no one even notices. I've convinced everyone in the world that my power is so great, it would be a disaster to release it. Crime plummeted in fear of me. Any super villains I encountered, I convinced to give themselves up in fear of what I could do to them. I quickly rose through the ranks and found myself being kneeled to by a stadium full of my peers. Hailing me as the new Leader. 
 
 I go to my room after my last day as Leader. Tonight, it will all end. I grab a pistol from the drawer and sit on my bed. I place the pistol to my head. 
 
 `` You do n't want to die. You want to be the best. You want everyone to love you.'' My subconscious speaks to me. 
 
 `` That's right! What am I doing? I will be the best!'' I convince myself. 
 
 Even I am not immune to the power of my own persuasion.
