25 Another Gift
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"Are you sure about it?" Forge asked cautiously.
"Yes, it will work without a problem, but it has to be just us" came the confident response.
"Okay, I spoke with Klaue, and he said we can meet him at an underground fight club in France."
"When?"
"One week from now."
"Good, I need you to learn the thing I sent you."
"Why?"
"The elders will like it," Theon vaguely mentioned.
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As Theon wandered around the mansion, he stumbled upon Bobby, deeply absorbed in his thoughts.
"Hey, Bobby, what's up?" Theon greeted him.
"Uh? Hi, Theon... I've been wondering, do you think it's safe for us metahumans to stay here?" Bobby expressed his concern.
"What do you mean?" Theon inquired.
"Well, we face discrimination, and I'm worried it'll continue for a long time. I'm thinking, could we build a base on the moon exclusively for metahumans?" Bobby shared his thoughts.
'Sadly, that space is already occupied, and they're not fond of us Earthlings.' Theon pondered, referring to the moon's current inhabitants.
"I understand your concerns, Bobby," Theon responded thoughtfully. "But I don't think leaving is the answer. Xavier didn't just build this school on a whim. He created it for people like us, to provide a safe space where we can learn and grow without fear of persecution."
Bobby's interest was piqued. "But what if things never change? What if we keep facing discrimination?"
Theon leaned against the wall, choosing his words carefully. "Xavier believes in a future where mutants and humans can live together in peace. This school isn't just a place to learn; it's a beacon of hope for a better future."
Bobby seemed uncertain. "But what if that future never happens? What if this is all there is?"
Theon's expression softened, understanding Bobby's concern. "Even if change takes time, this school is our sanctuary. It's where we're not alone, where we support each other. And maybe, just maybe, it could be the starting point for a world where differences aren't feared but celebrated."
Bobby took a moment to consider Theon's words. "Do you really believe Xavier's dream can come true?"
"I do," Theon affirmed, determination flickering in his eyes.
'Actually, I don't. Humans fear the unknown, and we're no different,' Theon thought. But he didn't want to dampen Bobby's spirits.
Bobby nodded, a mix of contemplation and newfound hope on his face. "Thanks, Theon. I needed to hear that."
Theon offered a reassuring smile. "Anytime, Bobby. We're all in this together."
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Outside, leaning against a tree, Theon called for an audience.
"Father, I wish to speak with you."
In a matter of moments, Theon found himself in the limbo once again, but this time, there was no man—only an ever-changing object. It morphed from a black cube to a yellow triangle, a pink circle, a blue prism, and more.
"What the...?"
"Language, Theon," a voice echoed.
"Father? Why this form?" Theon asked, puzzled.
"Well, it's my normal form."
"Cool... I wanted to ask, how many things did you put in this universe?"
"That's for you to discover," TOAA responded. "Just don't die out there."
'That's a hint... Galactus here?'
"He's technically in every universe, but I won't tell you if he'll attack Earth."
"Can I at least know how many midichlorians I have? I've run all sorts of tests but found nothing except for the abnormal physique you gave me."
"You don't use midichlorians, but if you did, they'd be in the range of trillions, maybe even more."
"Isn't that too much?" Theon asked incredulously.
"I nerfed your growth rate; you'll need actual skill and knowledge to use the power properly."
"I have two last questions: what would be my ability name? And did the other higher beings notice my existence?"
"I won't reveal the name. As for the second question, they already know of the existence of the Force, but they'll never be able to use it. They also don't know that you can. Now, I'm ending the talk, but before that, I have something for you, which I forgot to give last time."
Theon smirked, knowing that GOD could not possibly forget something.
"No system, but I gave you a [Status] to keep track of your progress and achievements."
"Oh, thank you. It will be very useful."
"You already have a gist of how these things work, so I'm going to leave you. I have to have a little talk with TOBA" TOAA said before returning Theon to the earthly plane.
'Let me guess [Status]?'
As soon Theon tought about that phrase a transpatent blue screen appeared in front of his eyes:
Theon Helix
12 years old, 6 months, 3 days, 14 hours, 5 mins and 45 seconds
Ability:♤~|{}$¥₩○
Title: Stupid Genius ,Battle Maniac?, The ^€^&%&€, TOAA favourite
Capabilities: Cutting-edge Technologist ,Biological Specialist, Advanced Programmer, Tactical combatant
Lightsaber style:
Form 1 [High-Perfect]
Vaapad [Intermediate]
Form 3 [Low intermediate]
Skills:
Telekinesis [Low-Intermediate]
Mech-Deru [Intermediate-High]
Telepathy [Low-Intrrmediate]
Force rage [Low]
Force sight [Low]
Comment: What are you doing? You are NOT Tony Stark
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Power: [Boundless Inner world]
(God)
Users possesses an absolute, perfect and limitless world within themselves that is infinitely filled with great knowledge and grand potential which can be use for any given advantage or circumstances. This inner reality is by nature an endless plane that resides within the users which can bestow them a more truer status of omnipotence within their worlds that can make them extremely powerful if not the most powerful beings in such inner existence.
