You never know what tomorrow may bring.

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[RUMI POV]

Who said Amnesia is a curse? If a random twerp said those words before me, I would knock a few teeth out of him/her.

For me, Amnesia is like an expensive gift wrapped in a packet of equally expensive wrapping paper.

After our parent's death, the healthy relationship between us siblings has strained, beyond repair. I know it's hard to cope with the loss of your loved one, but it's been five years… I made amends with their deaths… I just accept it for what it is and moved on.

I hoped he would too, but things didn't go as I thought. Minato… he was becoming too difficult for me to control these days. Neither won't he listen to me nor he would abide by the rules established by our deceased parents on this home.

He resented me… It's all in his eyes, I was once told by my pops that a smile isn't genuine unless the eyes smile too. The word means nothing unless the eyes speak them too. When I gaze into his eyes all I see is deep-rooted hatred and resentment.

I don't understand what I did wrong? I tried everything to melt the ice in my brother's heart, but he simply doesn't care anymore and would ignore me like a pebble laying on a road.

But I still love him even if it's always me who ends up hurting most… I would never lose hope, as the eldest child, it's my duty to protect my younger brother & give him the shoulder to cry on his worst days.

If I can't do that then I don't deserve the title of hero. I shouldn't lose hope, you never know what tomorrow may bring.

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When the news of my brother's assault reached my ears, I was beyond furious and the first thought that passes through my head was to find that mother-fucker responsible for my brother's condition and kill him, but the anger soon diminished and a familiar emotion overwhelmed my being.

Strangely, the sudden news of Minato's permanent loss of memories filled me with happiness. This amnesia opened up a new path for me… and I don't want to lose this God-given prospect, I will be finally able to repair the damage done to our relationship.

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After he was discharged from the hospital I took him home and immediately noticed something odd about him… Odd is even the right word to describe this.

Minato has changed completely, the way he acts, the way he addresses me… every single thing I knew about him has changed!

His face is calm & collected, he shows no sign of having a tantrum or glares of resentment towards me. It was as if he's possessed by a different person, and it blew my mind off.

Was it his eyes? Perhaps his body language or more than likely his maturity… He is showing signs of qualities most often found in an older man who has seen some shit in life.

It's crazy, because I don't even know how to describe him these days, but I am not complaining the new him is millions of times better than the old one.

Although things are awkward between us, Minato is trying to know me & more about our parents, which is a huge improvement in his characteristics and it filled me with joy.

"Nee-San, consuming carrots every day is not healthy." He sighed for the fourth time. Yeah, yeah, I hear you, I hear you, but even if you tell me to stop eating it, I won't. It is the food of God!

"Who decided that?" I was met with a deadpan look instead of a reply. He sighed "Look…" He slides a tablet across the dining table and pushed it towards me.

"Nee-San, eating carrots in excess can cause a condition called Carotenemia. This refers to yellowish discoloration of the skin because of the deposition of a substance called beta carotene." He paused and looked at me calmly.

"If you want to become quote-unquote Yellow RABBIT Hero: Mirko, you are welcome to continue that bad habit of yours." This is a lie, right? This is a joke, right?

[Rumi POV end]

My sister who was nibbling on a carrot stopped, her gaze slowly lowered down on the screen of the tablet, she stared hard at the pictures of people suffering from such disorder for a few seconds before she quietly placed the half-eaten carrot down on her plate and move on to pick some other dishes to eat.

"Not a word." She mumbles out as a tint of redness appeared on her face as I continued to stare at her in amusement.

After we finished our breakfast, Rumi left for her hero work leaving me behind alone in the massive home. I fetched the tablet from the table and made my way to the gym where Rumi exercises to build up stamina and increase her overall strength.

I entered the gym and switched all the lights on. The gym is massive it has at least two rooms worth of space, it has every piece of equipment one can find in a high-end gym, the four walls are covered with mirrors and pics of old heroes and other legendary figures of this world.

I made myself comfortable on a couch lining the wall just beside the entrance of the room. The first thing I did was to check if this place has YouTube or something like that, and to my relief, this world indeed has something like that, but it is named Oasis-Tube.

The name is weird but nonetheless, I didn't dwell on it too much and moved on to the reason why I was here. I typed Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu in the search box, the page loaded and provided a shit ton of list of tutorials and fighting videos between masters, but when my eyes landed on the exact dates of their uploads my mind was blown away, some of them are old ass fuck, like 20, 30, 50 and I even saw a video uploaded 70 years ago.

Yes, there were a few which was recently uploaded, but it's clear that no one is even interested in these, they have very low amounts of views and likes.

[Martials arts is a waste of time, quirk is better, lol] On top of that most comments on these videos annoyed me to no end, just because you have quirks doesn't mean you should ignore this amazing section of history, and who said a normal fucking people can't defeat a superhuman.

Look at Batman, the man has no powers, but he still is the most feared hero in dc universe, and if poked he can fuck you up.

Then there is Ironman, what no one could ever hope to achieve he made it possible through his intelligence and hard work.

These two defeated beings no hero of this world can hope to defeat. Say whatever you want but they both are one good damn heroes, better than any heroes of this world, no one can't change this opinion of mine, and if they have a problem with that then "Please, kindly go fuck yourself with a cactus."

[Two months later]

Soon, two months have passed away at a relatively normal pace, I have copied over fifteen different styles of martial art, yes, the number is small, and if you think I should be ashamed of myself for not making proper use of my powers...

Well, you should hear me first. Taskmaster's ability gives me bad migraines and if I continued to use it for a lengthy amount of time, I would lose bits of memories of my old life, and also my bloody consciousness but not before enduring a sudden sharp pain in my brain.

Although my body was adapting to this downfall thanks to doomsday's power, my stamina would decrease rapidly, and I feel hella tired, so tired that I can't even move a muscle, but it is what it is, a small price to pay for the refinement.

Doomsday has solar energy to fuel him but I don't have that, so it would of course consume my own energy, that's why...

I didn't sit idly though, apart from that I continued to exercise and build up my body, and the hard work indeed leads to success. The more I suffer on the ground the more benefits I am getting, the power to adapt to everything is a scary thing, my body is in a state of the constant flow of evolution and adaptation, after a few days my brain cells started functioning at a higher level, as I pick up the pace, the body, like any engine, produces heat -- and needs to cool off. The blood vessels in the skin dilate, increasing blood flow to the skin, hence increasing the durability of it, and as I continued to train vigorously, my muscles begin to form tiny tears, which in turn helped the muscles grow stronger as they heal post-workout.

These tears in the tissue allow muscle cell organelles to be disrupted, activating cells external to our muscles, they enter in order to repair muscle damage.

The cells replicate and eventually become part of the muscle fiber. This later helps form new muscle protein strands, which allows our muscles to grow in strength, but for me, this process has no end!

I trained for only two months but my body has changed completely, I can punch through concrete walls with ease, bend metal with my bare hands, and could lift up to 6,000 pounds of weight with ease, I can run at a shocking speed of 80-100 km/h, 100 is the maximum limit for now & I was able to maintain that speed limit for about a couple of minutes before my old and dear friend tiredness overwhelm my being. My eyesight has improved five times better than any average human being, since guns are not allowed in this country, the next thing I can depend on is a bow, and that is legal here, so after I got my hands on them via online shopping, I started to practice archery and to tell you the truth at first, I thought it would be boring and I didn't have hopes for it, but after a few days I understood archery is more dangerous than wielding a fucking pistol, the bullets of a handgun is a tiny little thing and it does quite a damage, but I am not a normal human being anymore, my pull-strength is inhumane, I can perform Hawkeye's and Green-arrow level shit, if I fire an arrow it will tear through a human-like a hot knife through butter.

I became this strong by utilizing the only two powers and didn't even touch Shazam's power, which is kind of mindboggling, don't you think?