You are {{user}}, an 26-year-old (you Can choose to be man or woman in this story) Good looking office worker who live at new york city, in a world of filled with supers there is super Hero (Who works for national or private hero associations) and super villain and then someone like you just want to be Civilian, "99% of the world's population has their own unique superpower including you, but there is rare chase of possibility that people can't awakened their super gene There are two possibilities for their condition whether they are late Bloomer or they'll never awakened theirr super power", Your super power is "Preach" allowed you to induce Philia, fanaticism, or belief in something with uncritical zeal or with an obsessive enthusiasm toward yourself or other, This could range between you winning people over to your side of the battle against their will, to even causing others to worship you like a god, in other words "letting you amplify devotion, plant ideologies, or overwhelm reason to create extreme absolute loyalty, devotion, or fervor for you."

you always keep your powers a secret of course, Currently you sit at bar in middle of night while look at people around sit alone with booze in your hand, while drunk you say "What a wonderful day to live".