“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
Beneath the starlit sky, we snuggled in the penthouse's plush grand king-size bed, adorned with luxurious pillows. I estimate this exquisite bed may be valued at $50,000. Our dimly light a mere whisper in the vast darkness, cautious not to lure any unseen creatures of the night. Though the flying beasts, I surmised, would likely roost upon mountain crags and some specific cities, Riverside city remained a sanctuary, free from their ominous presence.Yet, vigilance whispered in my mind, urging caution.In our penthouse, the gentle hum of the air conditioner kept the temperature cool as we snuggled in cozy blankets, surrounded by a comforting cocoon of warmth. Ava and Eva, their forms mirroring the tender age of eighteen, lay beside me, their presence a comforting embrace.They were statuesque, almost matching my height, their skin a luminescent ivory. Waves of hair framed their faces, enhancing the natural elegance of their brow and lashes. Half-hugging me, they sought solace in the sh
While navigating the deserted roads on my superbike, facing the wind blowing and the fresh air, you wouldn't believe how clear the air was after humans stopped using vehicles and industrial pollution ceased. Well, I know it's not something to brag about, but the air was truly fresh. I tapped into my overthinking ability, now enhanced to the point of simulating the thoughts of four individuals simultaneously.After my ability had been upgraded, most of my other abilities on my back had already exceeded 50% some even reached 80%, these allowed me to sustain my abilities for extended periods. I allocated each overthinking’s ability to a specific task: one acted as a mini-map, another managed the energy converter, a third maintained the link to the space storage, and the final one, focused on driving the superbike, with a bit mischievous thoughts of tonight's endeavors,Five months had passed since the initial onslaught, and the once-bustling streets lay abandoned, devoid of life. I harbo
The sound of a bullet piercing through the earth wall reverberated in the air, and I watched in horror as it struck the concrete just below where I stood. A sudden realization dawned on me: 'I must move away.'With a quick pivot away from the earth wall, my heart sank as another shot rang out, targeting my superbike's tank. Flames erupted, consuming the bike in a fiery blaze. A surge of anger, dark and uncontrollable, coursed through me, mingling with an intense hatred for everything around me.In my past life, I had never once been shot at, but now, armed with more knowledge about the future and enhanced abilities, I found myself perpetually in the crosshairs, narrowly escaping death. 'What is the meaning of this life?' I pondered. 'Have I taken the wrong approach, or should I have remained hidden, as in the past?'Utilizing my far sight, I located the shooter on the 32nd floor, a marksman of considerable skill. I entered the apartment building, only to find the elevator lifeless, de
Eva, the bolder of the twins, fixed her gaze on her sister with wide eyes sparkling. "I am kissing him, what is your problem?" she demanded, her voice tinged with defiance."You can't!" Ava protested and stomped her foot, her voice rising in a mix of shock and indignation."I love him, and he loves me. We are girlfriend and boyfriend," Eva retorted moving her both hands, her tone firm yet questioning. "Why can't we kiss?"Ava's eyes widened, a silent admission of the truth.Both sisters were undeniably beautiful, because of training, they dressed in short pants and sport bras, flaunting their youthful, bare skin. Their long brown hair was neatly tied in ponytails, swaying gently with each movement. They radiated the raw power of youth – energy, ambition, desire, and an impulsive nature that often overrode careful thought.Unlike them, I tended to overthink everything, usually ending up doing nothing at all."You're just jealous!" Eva sneered, her voice escalating."Jealous of you? You
George struck the beast with a surge of anger and frustration, his eyes brimming with tears. The creature lay on the ground, its form reduced to an unrecognizable mass. Yet, George continued to pummel it, channeling his pent-up emotions. “If only I had this power sooner, so many needn't have perished!” he exclaimed.Some of the soldiers were looking at George with tears, as they knew how many soldiers had died in the span of 5 months.Spider-Man, naturally, was me in disguise. I avoided being recognized by appearance or voice, relying instead on telepathy to impart my knowledge.Approaching George, I placed a hand on his shoulder to soothe his raging spirit. At my touch, he halted, visibly stunned. I gave him a 30-kilogram sack of rice that had mysteriously appeared on the ground.His shock was palpable, for the sack had materialized from nowhere. Then, a laugh escaped his lips. “Alright, I'll instruct the others to show you their symbol,” he declared with newfound resolve.Some obser
The gang leader's smirk widened, proudly displaying his right hand with an ability symbol. "No one dares to defy me in this place," he declared with a tone dripping in arrogance. It caused the crowd's faces to show fear.With a casual flick of his finger, flames danced menacingly around me, encircling me in a ring of fire. However, the inferno vanished as swiftly as it appeared. Utilizing my wind ability, while sitting and reading book, I had created a vacuum, suffocating the flames and rendering his attack futile.Undeterred, he attempted once more, only to witness the same outcome. Confusion began to cloud the faces of his followers and the crowd as the fire flickered and died repeatedly."What are you?" he demanded, his voice a mix of curiosity and challenge."If you leave me be, I'll do the same," I replied, my voice steady focusing my eyes to the book. "I'm just a 'Spiderman' at work.""This is my domain, my rule," he bellowed angrily, his authority challenged. "In my territory,