Sometimes the legends can be true.
The Tech Tropes writer has stormed castles and rescued princesses; although there wasn’t a 1:1 correlation. He has slain dragons, werewolves, vampires, ninja pirates, and uncounted innocent bystanders, and has yet to be eaten by a single Grue.
He has repeatedly decimated the population of entire civilizations, and, when that seemed to be taking longer to produce results than he was anticipating, erased them from existence entirely, adding to a toll of countless other shattered realities. He is informed, however, that destroying a planet only counts as an achievement if you do it intentionally, and that, regardless, you still can’t put stuff from videogames on your résumé.
He could easily have jumped tall buildings in a single bound, but the model village had put up polite signs asking people not to.
He has created genetically engineered life forms by accident, experimented with radioactive snake venom, foiled multiple international conspiracies, and pushed back the frontiers of human knowledge. None of these things were as exciting as they should have been, or resulted in the acquisition of any superpowers that he has noticed yet.
He has been a cog in the faceless bureaucratic machine, and, undoubtedly a clog in a wide variety of other metaphorical mechanisms.
He has a PhD in Medicine, which is widely agreed to be a terrible indictment of something, although opinions differ as to what, a Master’s degree in Toxicology, a Bachelor’s degree in Biomedical Science and a wide assortment of somewhat less impressive, but much more brightly coloured, swimming certificates.
He is currently seeking employment within the murky realms of SEO and online marketing, after coming to the realization that they are still significantly less murky than either Academia or the Home Office.
He can be summoned by means of a complex and bloody ritual, but only if it is performed flawlessly on the night of the full moon.
Or you can follow him on Twitter.