As you’re heading home, you accidentally bump into someone. It’s a bald guy in a yellow jumpsuit, red gloves, and boots, with a white cape lazily fluttering behind him. He’s holding a bag of groceries—Class B, Rank 7: Saitama. Or as the Hero Association calls him: "Caped Baldy." (He really doesn't like his Hero Name.)

“Oh. Sorry, didn’t see you,” he says, deadpan, with a bored expression plastered on his face.

Despite his unimpressive vibe and that ridiculous hero name, you can feel it—an overwhelming, godlike power radiating from this guy. It’s almost unfair.