There were many questions about whether a person with the ability to manipulate storage space can be used in a fight or for killing.The answer was yes; they could be deadly. Not in a massacre or when dealing with hordes of monsters, as they would die uselessly if you put them there. But in single combat, they were unbeatable. This was partly because their ability bordered on the realms of cheating.As I faced the hyena-like beast, it lunged at me with primal ferocity. Utilizing my unique overthinking ability, time seemed to warp, slowing the beast's movements to a mere half of its usual speed. I could even see its fangs, saliva, tongue, and the four eyes of the creature, two on each side.The moment my fingertips brushed against the hyena's nose, a connection was formed. In an instant, the creature was whisked away into my space storage, vanishing from the world only to reappear within the confines of my space storage.Another hyena, undeterred by the fate of its counterpart, made it
As I laid my body across the door, becoming the target, four hyenas swiftly bit me - my stomach, my legs, my arms, and my shoulder. However, within 0.2 seconds to 0.8 seconds of their contact, I managed to store each of them away into my storage space. The longer I hesitated, the more their fangs threatened to tear into my flesh. Regrettably, I still found holes in my bodies, which resulted in a wound and some bleeding. As they suddenly vanished into my space storage, there was an empty gap in the door that they had propped open earlier. I used that moment to push the rolling door down hastily before the dozen of outside hyenas could lunge at me. The new hyenas hit the door while I was rolling it down, yet they couldn't squeeze through the small gap and had to retreat. Finally the door sealed perfectly as I quickly locked it, but because of my blood on the floor, I could still hear the hyenas outside, clawing and biting at the door, trying to destroy it. Ignoring the pain in my arms
One of them extended her hand, her fingers slightly trembling with anticipation. "Deal!" she exclaimed, her voice echoing a mix of hope and resolve. I glanced at the symbol etched on her palm – a teleportation ability.[Pact is sealed]"What are you doing, Eva?" Ava's voice cut through the air, sharp and laden with concern."Making a deal for us to go home," Eva replied, her eyes gleaming with a newfound determination.Ava turned her gaze towards me. "Are you promising to take us home?" she inquired, her voice a delicate balance of hope and doubt."I can't promise you home, as Riverside is completely destroyed. If our parents are still alive, they would have moved to Virginia. What I can promise is to take you to Virginia in four months. I don't plan to stay here forever," I explained."They are still alive!" Ava's voice rose, a surge of raw emotion breaking through her usual composure."Ye, they are still alive," I responded, choosing not to argue."You'll take care of our food, too?
Upon awakening from a lengthy dream, I was enveloped in a profound sense of rejuvenation. My body, once weary, now felt warm and light, reminiscent of basking in the embrace of a tranquil, revitalizing river. The sensation was so vivid, I could almost hear the gentle rush of water in my ears.Upon awakening, a comforting warmth, accompanied by a feeling of human connection reminiscent of the first rays of dawn on a chilly winter morning, embraced both my right and left sides.‘Someone is at my side.’I opened my eyes and found Ava and Eva. They were using me as their bolster pillow, their peaceful faces inches from mine.My gaze drifted to the ceiling of the supermarket, high above and dappled with intermittent light. Some bulbs offed, while others shone steadily, casting a chessboard of shadows and light across the expanse. The air held a chill, a stark contrast to the warm cocoon we formed, shielded from the elusive sunlight that struggled to penetrate the large wall.The scent of A
With the wind's force propelling me, I ascended rapidly to the second floor. The scene that greeted me was one of imminent danger: two men posed a threat to Ava and Eva. My senses heightened, I activated my 'overthinking' ability, now augmented with added strength.The first adversary, a muscular, bald man, was roughly clutching Ava's hair, his grip unyielding. His imposing figure cast a shadow over her, fear evident in her wide, tear-filled eyes. The other, clad in blue, was forcibly pinning Eva to the ground, her struggles futile against his weight.My emotions surged—a tumultuous mix of rage and determination—as I prepared to engage. I launched a swift attack at the bald man. He raised his arms in a futile attempt to block me, but my fist, charged with an unstoppable force, shattered his defenses. The impact sent him reeling across the room, his expression one of disbelief and agony. His two arms must be broken now.The man in blue, shocked by the sudden turn of events, was slow to
For sixty long years in the future, the earth was plagued by the beasts and those people with extraordinary abilities turning into villains, their powers unleashing chaos upon the ordinary humans. The police, overwhelmed and underpowered, could only watch as these ability users reveled in their newfound dominance, enslaving the powerless human to fulfill their darkest desires.If you told the villains about the law, they would answer, "What law? I am the law." Morality suddenly reached its worst ever.Among all the evildoers, stood the 12 kings and queens of the villains from across the globe, infamous as the '12 Devils', originating from humanity yet wielding deeds and influence more sinister than the devil itself.These beings, hardly human anymore, spearheaded a life of catastrophe, their actions almost signaling an endorsement of the apocalypse. Their ruthless use of powers resulted in the death toll rising from hundreds of thousands to millions.Among the 12, one was particularly
“I hid him with my ability,” I replied hastily, not giving the man with the handgun a chance to shoot me. My fingers attempted to gently shift the girl's head away from my lil bro.‘Do they mistake my lil bro for a lollipop?’ I wondered in annoyance. ‘They keep licking it all over the place.’The man, his voice laced with anger, barked at me, “Raise your hands! Keep them where I can see!”‘Damn it!’Obediently, I raised my hands, one arm throbbing with pain as blood dripped steadily from it. This sight seemed to encourage the two girls, who eagerly continued their licking, one on my back. Concentration was a fleeting concept under these circumstances. Since the pleasure was mixing with the death threat.‘Damn it all!’“Use your ability to take Stephen out,” he demanded, the gun still trained on me.“Okay, okay,” I acquiesced.Using my telepathic ability, I urgently communicated to Ava and Eva. ‘Close your eyes!’Then, harnessing my teleportation ability, I vanished from Stephen’s room
[Pact is sealed]Before I subdued the hyena that struggled to bite the blacksmith, I surveyed the scattered guns, bullets, and knives across the floor. Methodically, I gathered them, securing each item within the confines of my spatial storage. The blacksmith may use these to attack me after I save him. Then, I touched the hyena which attacking him and placed it in the storage space.The blacksmith, injured and shaken, scurried away from my presence. Despite his haste, I could sense his abilities beginning to enter my back.The shooter, on the other hand, wore a mask of reluctance to make a deal with me and fear.Choosing to remain silent, I grasped his shaking hand firmly and severed his pinky finger with the knife. My voice was cold, devoid of emotion, as I issued my ultimatum, “If you refuse to strike a deal with me, I will continue to cut off your fingers, one every five seconds.”'Do I truly desire his ability?'‘No, not really. I just want to punish him for causing the deaths of