ADAM POV:

Adam has had a long day, he was nagged by his boss, nagged by his wife on the phone to go buy groceries, nagged by his co-workers, and the customers.

Nagged.

Nagged.

Nagged.

Nagged.

Finally, when he got off work he thought everything was going better, there wasn’t much traffic, his car was a beautiful new model imported from Mars, the see-through ceiling showed a beautiful starry night sky, little did he know it would be the last one he’d ever enjoy.

When he turned onto his house’s street, he was feeling refreshed. The kids were staying overnight at one of their friends’ houses, so his plan went like this:

Fucking get home.

Fuck being hungry so eat.

Fuck the elf.

Fuck the wife.

Fucking sleep.

He was snapped out of his daydream as he turned into their driveway. He happily jumped out of the car and ran up the steps, not noticing the evil aura that pervaded the nice two story house. Opening the door he spoke out.

“Honey? I’m hom-” His shout was cut short by an emerald green hand that grabbed his shoulder and another that punched at his throat with the strength of three normal humans. Barely dodging he was greeted with another fist.

“WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!”

ALAN POV:

Alan was surprised, he had guessed that the man would be able to dodge but not that quick. He was only surprised though, his plan accounted for that so he wasn’t flustered.

As the man tried to run back out of the doorway Alan grabbed the rug he had laid down with a bunch of oil to make it slippery and yanking it hard, caused the man to be thrown against the frame of the door by his own momentum. Taking the chance, Alan pulled out a knife and leapt forward, over the streak of oil left by the rug, and towards the man. Just as the knife was about to slide inside his ribcage the man activated his gift and a purple light covered him, with what seemed to be impossible he shoved off the ground and flew forwards nearly twenty feet out the door, however he was still cut by the blade which left a long jagged scar on his left side.

Alan spat out in frustration as he activated {Restricted Fire Control} and threw out a long flaming rope that at record-breaking speeds wrapped around Adam and dragged him back inside the house before he could scream for help. As he was being dragged back, an emerald green light enveloped him, causing his purple aura to be drained quickly. Before Adam could do anything he was spun around and a fist covered in green light once again rushed towards his neck, but unlike last time, it didn’t miss.

CRACK! Went his neck.

After planning and preparing for a bit was the final part of his revenge, killing the man that had tormented his mother and him for so long. It was such a satisfying feeling. To have a ringing crack noise sound out from the neck of the man who you hate most, and for it to be because of a punch that came from you.

“Heheheh, so satisfying. Hm, this is interesting...”

Looking in surprise at the notification windows, he noticed something peculiar.

Notification: Gained 25 exp

Notification: 1 Curse point for killing tormentor ‘Adam’

Notification: Level up!

Notification: Gained gift,

[Lightweight] - Gravity type

A gravity type? A rare class 3 power was given to that slob? No wonder he was valued so much by his employers… If he could pass on a gravity gift to one of his children that would be huge… Alan deduced silently.

See, Gifts are an interesting conundrum. They are decided half through the gods gifting them and half through genetics. Or more truthfully, the gods used the lineage of a child to decide which gift they get. And gifts were broken up into categories:

Class 1: The lowest, basically useless gifts. Alan’s mother who had [Water Heating] would be in this one

Class 2: The stronger and most common, Elizabeth’s [Fire Toss] would be in this category.

Class 3: The more powerful, these would be common nobles and powerful company CEOs, etc.

Class 4: The truly abnormal, strong and powerful, beloved of the gods, Alan’s {Restricted Fire Control} goes in this category.

Class 5 and up: The most incredible and truly powerful, The ones who the gods deem worthy to be one of them.

And the pattern for manipulation type gifts goes as follows:

Restricted Control: allows for manipulation outside the body, such as weapons.

Control: Allows for armor crafting and weapons.

Restricted Manipulation: Allows for creation of living creatures that feed off your power, As well as the creation of armor and weapons.

True Manipulation: Allows for creation of living animals with stronger abilities, creation of armor and weapons, and you can change your body on the inside to become almost a living being made from the element you can control.

Now back to the story.

Alan sat down on the floor next to the pile of ashes that was left from burning Adam’s corpse. Not sure where he should next, he just kept thinking.

The adrenaline was gone.

The pride at winning was gone.

The excitement of finally having powers was gone.

He just felt empty, all his drive and hunger was dead, he just sat there staring at the embers of the man he killed. Searching for something to keep him going.

What am I supposed to do now…. He wondered in a depressed mood. The Pluto Law Enforcement would find out about this in a few days and then he would be caught… Unless he was strong enough...

A wicked glint sparked in his eyes. “In that moment when I saw my mother being tortured, I might not have noticed, but I had chosen right then to fight back. I had chosen to follow the path of killing, I had chosen to fight back, I had chosen to curse both Earths, I had chosen to become the nightmare for the United Earths Reality Dominion Council, I had chosen to curse all those who oppose me!!!” Alan cackled madly. “I will make them regret their corrupted society!!!”

He didn’t stop laughing until a thought struck him, what better way to take revenge than by killing and stealing the gift of everyone on Pluto?

As soon as he thought of this he heard a ding! Noise and was greeted by a sweet, amazing, wonderful, addictive notification window. Because, who doesn’t love blue boxes that tell you you’ve become more badass?

Notification: The first scale of [The Ouroboros] has been unlocked due to your overwhelming desire for destruction.

You gained: Reward system.

First Reward:

Beserk level 1

Berserk: Each level dramatically raises all attributes, including health and mana, for a short duration.

Level 1: x2

Level 2: x4

Level 3: x8

Level 4: x16

Level 5: x32

Cost: 15 Curse Points