My Factory Meta-Ability!

This is also an original novel, even though I was thinking of doing a timeskip and letting the mc be in MHA world, it could swing either way, could be original, could be fanfic. Premise: Superpowers become a thing in the real world and our MC has an ability that turns him into a factory of different things. He has 2 Meta-abilities/quirks.

"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:

Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!'

Nothing besides those words remained. Round the decay

Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level sands stretch far away..." 

A petite, brunette girl read to a boy that held her. As she finished, she looked up and smiled at him, her eyes glowed with a kind light. Her dimples showing caused the boy to look down and crack out a smile in return. He rubbed her head before giving his thoughts on the poem,

"With the ravages of time, even the greatest empires fall huh?" the dark brown-haired boy sighed with a melancholy smile as he looked at the view from the roof of the building they were on. He glanced at his watch and noticed it was 8:50, nearly time for them to leave the rooftop view that they shared and return to their mundane lives.

*tick*

"Come on, snap out of it Sam, your mind always wanders to those big, ambitious pictures. Just...Just stay in the little things, the day-by-day things yano?" She said. Samuel rubbed her head a bit more before giving her a peck on the cheeks.

*tock*

"Of Course Jen, I'm with you till the end of time," Samuel replied before hugging her tighter, placing her head on his chest which caused her to close her eyes in comfort. 

*tick*

After a while of sitting on that roof, Jenna decided to get Samuel up on his feet. Pulling him towards the railings he towered about a head over her 5'4 stature, she placed her arms outwards and Samuel understood the titanic reference,

*tick*

"Okay, fineee," He giggled as he walked towards her and held her waist, placing his face to her neck. He rested his head on her shoulder for a few minutes, smiling like an idiot. She also stopped her posing and just leaned on the railing. 

"I need to tell you something Sam," She said, interrupting the peace. He then decided to let go of her, hearing her out.

  He grabbed the railing since he felt tired from standing too much.

*tock*

The railing vanished, disappearing from in front of them. 

*tick*

Samuel's heart stopped for a second as his eyes dilated to the extreme. Jenna didn't even register what had happened until she saw the ground expanding below her. Samuel reached, inching ever closer to grabbing her by the scruff of her collar.

*tock*

*Grab*

Samuel sighed in relief, he'd managed to grab her in time, 

"I've got you, Jenna, don't worry, I've got you..." 

She looked up with teary eyes as she rubbed them beginning to smile, 

"Sam...I...I love you" 

*Poof*

The Collar that Samuel was grabbing had also vanished causing Jenna's eyes to widen in terror. within the next second though she closed them, opened her arms wide and smiled at Samuel whispering two words,

"It's okay." 

A sharp thud pierced the ears of those nearby as a river of red began to form, streaming into the drain at the corner.

Samuel cried his heart out that afternoon as he began wailing and clenching at his hair, "Jenna...Jen..." 

He sniffled as his reddened eyes felt no longer able to produce tears, 

"We were going to start everything together next year, our company, our life...and eventually, our family..."

At that point, his bottom lip quivered before he bit it, A singular lone tear trickling down, past his nose. It slowly arced over his lip before dropping onto the concrete he knelt on.

...

"Don't worry Mr Wolfsburg, you're cleared of all charges," a Nottinghamshire policewoman spoke to Samuel as she passed him his belongings, " I'm sorry for your loss. I can't imagine who or what had pressured her that much to feel like taking her own life." 

Samuel throughout this entire ordeal was still trying to process what was going on, keeping his hands to himself from now on. He was lost, scared and didn't know what the hell had happened for him to now suddenly be able to make objects disappear.

He thanked the officer for her help before returning to his university accommodation. He needed to start writing, to at least express his current thoughts in some form of media so that he could start organising whatever shitshow his life had become.

...

Summary of the last two Days:

Awakened a Superpower as if I were a Marvel character

It allows me to make things disappear [So Far]

It ended up killing my loved one

No other superpowers have been recorded as of yet.

...

*splash*

"What the fuck am I?" Samuel sighed as he looked deep into his earthen brown eyes, "What the fuck have I become, a murderer, what's next?" 

In the mirror, nevertheless, his reflection seemed to have a twisted expression of disgust on its face,

"What a snot-nosed fucking weakling. Is this all that the great Samuel Wolfsburg is capable of? Crying over an accident...I'd be ashamed. No more thoughts of that girl, What is it that you actually need, that you've actually learned?" 

Samuel jolted up before snapping out of his thoughts, seeing his reflection cackling at his pathetic state, he nodded to himself, 

"Power...that is what I need, An Overwhelming, Everlasting Power that would support...an Eternal Empire, to make sure this never happens again. And just for your information...she wasn't a 'girl', she was the one I was going to spend my life with, you edgy bastard." 

Clenching his fist, Samuel crushed the mirror in his bathroom, and the broken reflection stopped laughing as soon as he left. It nodded with a satisfied smile as if its job were complete now.

...

On the same rooftop a week later, Samuel was focusing on using his ability, he'd learnt that his ability was similar to using a pocket space. He could place things into it and then pull them back out. However, soon enough, he felt a sharp ringing in his ears which knocked him to his knees. Afterwards, he felt as if the inside of his eyelids were being carved into with a burning scalpel. He couldn't help but shriek out in pain as he clutched his eye sockets.

He passed out and seemingly woke up a couple of hours later, the pain had subsided completely. As he kept his left eye closed, he noticed a golden interface floating above his left eye's Eigengrau, the natural darkness you see when closing your eyes. On this interface, he saw a few different things being highlighted. He opened his right eye and a lens was present in his vision. Focussing on a piece of furniture in his room with the lens, the data on his left eye's interface changed.

.......

Name: Wooden Desk 

Resources: Wood 18Kg

.......

"That's so weird for a meta-ability to work like that..." Samuel said before closing both his eyes, causing the interface to change again.

.......

Name: Samuel Wolfsburg

Meta-Abilities: 

Factory

Resource Management

Tier: 5, 5

Mastery: 1%

Description: An ambitious, cold-hearted young man with a self-imposed heavy burden.

........

Ignoring the description box, he focussed on the Meta-abilities section of the interface in front of him, a description popped up,'

.......

Meta-Ability: Factory

Tier: 5

Mastery: 1%

Description: The user's body has become a 'Factory', Resources can be 'inputted' into the factory, whether that be held in stock or in production. 2 resources can be combined during the production process. Products can then be 'outputted' from the user's body.

......

Meta-Ability: Resource Management

Tier: 5

Mastery: 3%

Description: The user can understand the resources they could acquire from individuals, objects and entities. Allows smoother control over the production process.

....

"Power to produce an eternal empire huh..." Samuel thought as he smiled at the interface in front of him. He thought for a while about what he was going to do, after all, he needed to figure out whether he was the only one. He got to his laptop and immediately began researching what had happened in the last 24 hours. 

'Light of a New Era? A Radiant Child has been born!' 

Reading through an article, Samuel found out that a baby had been born with a glowing yellow aura around it. A lot of people had already begun calling him God's Child among many other names. However, this confirmed one thing to Samuel, he wasn't unique. 

'I need to start stocking up resources...Imagine a 20,000Kg ball of Pressurised Iron being spawned on top of you like a spirit bomb...'

Firstly though, he began writing out potential circumstances of what was about to happen. 

Apocalypse Pending...Dungeons/Gates appear in the world.

Apocalypse Occurs...Demons come into the world.

God's need Avatars, could tie into the above.

Society breaks apart, Hierarchy of Abilities forms.

Aliens with 'Mana' have come to Earth.

Worlds collide and the barriers between realities break, allowing supernatural energy to soak Earth.

A video game could have merged with reality.

He concluded that even with all of his Knowledge of DC/Marvel and Anime, one thing was for certain...Society is going to crumble. No matter how much Governments plan and strategise to keep their 'order', someone is going to be strong enough to defy this strategy.

"So if everything is going to break down...why not just max everything out, after all, what are they going to do to a man with not just one but two meta-abilities..." Samuel grinned after flexing his hand. Getting his Credit card out, he began applying for a 1-month rental period for a one-floor factory space. After a week of sorting out what he'd need, he began manufacturing small batches of canned soup. 

'Just yano...in case of an apocalyptic follow-up' He thought after a week of seeing his single, factory line making canned soup.

BERG's Vegetable Soup. 

Simple, vibrant and strong branding. Going into the cellar of the factory, Samuel began picking up some weights in a renovated, gym-like room with a computer in the corner for work as well.

*Shwoom*

Soon enough he'd finished with the weights and absorbed them into his factory space. Closing his left eye, he opened the production tab on his interface and began to focus on materialising his two weights into a metal weapon with a plastic hilt. Sweat began to pour out of every orifice as he felt his energy being sapped noticeably. He held his arms out as if holding a two-handed weapon, 

*Shwoom*

A perfect black plastic hilted War-axe had appeared in his palms which caused him to smile. 

"Success...finally...a whole week of work 

and I've succeeded," Samuel smiled as he began going through some light exercises with his war axe, getting a feel for the weight and rhythm of the weapon.

Exhaling deeply an hour later, he focussed again on the war axe causing it to disappear again.

*Shwoom*

After a minute of deep focus, two weights reappeared in his hands and he returned them to their place.

"Time for lunch..." 

*sizzle*

"Hey Google, play Earth, Wind and Fire!" Samuel spoke from afar to his phone. Before long, a song began to play,

{Let this groove get you to move,

It's alright, alright, alright,

Let this groove set in your shoes,

So stand up, alright, alright}

Samuel's laptop was blasting out music as he shuffled across the small kitchen space, grabbing some spices and seasonings. He twirled back in front of the saucepan before sprinkling in some Cajun and Chives,

"Let this groove, light up your fuse, it's alriiiiiight!" Samuel sang along as he appreciated the fragrance of the seasoned minced meat. 

*pop*

He'd just placed his fajita in the microwave for a few seconds, adding some spicy Nando's black mixed with mayo on it afterwards. He always had a taste for spicier things.

"It's Aaaaalright..." He concluded with a melancholy smile, the perfect wrap in front of him. He smiled lightly before sitting at the table and breathing in its spicy, meat-infused scent. He licked his lips before indulging himself with the perfect fajita for him.

After his dinner, he heard a letter come through the door. Finishing his washing up after his meal, he wiped his hands before going to the door.

Picking it up, he noted its peculiar black enveloped, a bad feeling overcoming him.

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Dear Mr Wolfsburg, 

On Behalf of Mr. and Mrs Wilkes, we'd like to inform you that your presence at the funeral of Jenna Wilkes will not be welcomed. We have security on the site to ensure that Jenna may be put to rest peacefully. Please refrain from entering the proceedings to not upset the close family members of the deceased. 

Thank you for your understanding,

The Wilkes Family's Representative.

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As soon as Samuel finished reading the letter he crumpled the letter before squeezing it in his shaking, clenched fist. His eyes that were looking down looked up before he exhaled, releasing all the tension, 

"Come on Samuel...Let go of everything you fear to lose...after all, you've lost it already," He spoke to himself with his gaze lowered but a nagging thought in his head countered,

'Can't I at least have this much? Can't I just see her being put to rest?'

His eyes threatened to leak a tear before reminding himself why he was doing this. Sucking the tear back in, his eyes steeled before the image of himself in the mirror came to the front of his mind, 

"Only she could ever make me feel this...human. Haaaa Fuck. I'll let your family put you to rest in peace Jen, they deserve that much." 

He teared the letter up before throwing it in the bin,

"What a rollercoaster of a day...back to the factory anyway." 

For the rest of the day, he reviewed his production process, to see if he could make any more improvements to its efficiency. He did.

...

A Few Weeks later,

On a cloudy, autumn day, a group of dark-clothed people gathered around a cavity in the ground. The saddened expressions on their face reflected the heartbreaking occasion that was occurring. The priest spoke of Jenna's fortitude and kindness greatly as he invited others to speak as well. After a while, he concluded,

"...And her family spoke to me of her undying empathy for all, helping even the most helpless of people at times. Now, We put her to rest." 

Her mother, Emily Wilkes cried on her husband's, John's, shoulder as the casket lowered into the ground. John's face hardened as he watched the casket lowering, he had to be strong for his wife and...Jenna's sister, Lily, his daughter.

Lily began to cry as she held her dad and uncle's shoulder, whispering under her breath,

"That fucking bastard..." 

The funeral continued without disruption to the service. From afar though, a brown-haired man with earthen-coloured eyes leaned on the side of a large oak tree listening to the service. His eyes closed, and he simply sighed, 

"Thank you... for everything Jen. I'll see you again in the next life." 

Samuel opened his right eye as he gave a final glance over the people at the funeral. Information was being transmitted to his left eye which was now covered with a black eyepatch.

[Author/Note: I realise now he literally looks like Nick Fury. The original, white Nick Fury, Comic Book Style but make him a bit more tan.]

His eyes zoomed in on a certain individual though, his single pupil narrowing as a murderous intent overcame him. He turned around and left the funeral grounds, returning to the factory to plan.

........

Name: Daniel Wilkes

Age: 46

Resources: 

110Kg of Fat, Muscle and Bone.

Meta-ability: Influencer

Description: A decrepit paedophile who preys on his daughter currently and his other children formerly.

........

Name: Freya Wilkes

Age: 45

Resources: 

85Kg of Fat, Muscle and Bone.

Meta-ability: Amplifier

Description: An enabler of her husband, preying on their daughter.

........

A month later,

A one-eyed man wearing a black trench coat stood outside the house of a singular Daniel Wilkes. A solemn look on his face showed that today, a bloodbath would occur. A metal helmet adorned his head, built-in with certain effects. Due to the 'production process, sometimes 'undesirable' side products can be produced. Samuel had been grinding the production process for as long as he was awake the last month. He aimed for something like this. 

[Name: Resistor Helmet.

  Effects: +25% resistance to basic mental manipulation.]

Originally, he only got a 1% increase in resistance, allowing him to discover that his intentions also were factored into the production process. Afterwards, he continued inputting then receiving that helmet over and over again until he got to a satisfactory percentage.

'I am not above getting Justice, Justice is best Served, Full Stop. Not Stored away and forgotten about,' Samuel thought as he stepped towards the house. Holding a pure metal weight in his right hand, he checked the other two in his backpack in case he needed extras. With his preparation, he should be able to resist any influence that Daniel might exert on him. With the name of Freya's quirk, he thought he would definitely need some resistance.

He found an open window on the first floor and climbed into it. Their Yorkshire terrier noticed the intruder and before it could start barking, a light flashed and a head rolled. In Samuel's hands, a bastard sword was covered in blood. He looked around the kitchen before noticing that they had a pizza oven,

"They obviously used that for pizzas, totally not to get rid of evidence" Samuel sniggered at the structure before placing the dog in the oven and turning it to the maximum temperature.

"Hopefully there'll only be ashes by the time I'm finished, after all, there are still two more bodies to place in there," He laughed to himself.

Walking upstairs, his light footsteps didn't make a single sound as he inched closer to the door with moaning sounds reverberating out of it. Getting a Polaroid camera out of his bag, he walked into the room. 

The disgusting image in front of him reminded him of the most degenerate hentai one could find on the internet. It was an image of true filth. Everyone in the room was naked and this made Samuel even more disgusted as he hoped that his description ability was wrong about the mother. But even that was true.

*click*

The polaroid printed a photo as evidence that they were assaulting their daughter. The daughter's eyes seemed empty as she began to utter some words that absolutely broke Samuel's heart,

"Daddy, has this person come to play with us as well?" 

Daniel and Freya were frozen this whole time before Daniel struck his palm out at Samuel. Freya latched onto his shoulder as her saggy breasts wobbled, showing off her aged state. A surge of purple energy invigorated Daniel.

A wave of energy reverberated off of his palm as he began talking to Samuel with a lecherous smile,

"This is nothing more than a childish game...take off your clothes and join us...my wife has been missing a partner as well." 

Samuel's eyes seemed to turn vacant for a moment before regaining his clarity, he suddenly found himself walking towards the old hag wearing no clothes and his helmet removed.

A primal rage filled Samuel's being, he had been too careless, his preparation wasn't enough, and he had not been ready. Even though it was only a momentary lapse of consciousness, he could have probably done with a 30% resistance. 

He rushed towards the metal bar at the end of the bed before kicking it with his left leg, absorbing the metal bar. The production process didn't last long as the only thing he needed to do to it? Make a sharpened point on the bar. Holding his palm out, the spear was ejected and pierced through her vagina before the tip of the spear emerged from her mouth. He had Impaled the old hag. 

"The amount of lust you had, you should be thanking me for going out the way you did...you nearly fucking raped me, animals," Samuel said as he thought of an interesting idea. He placed his hands over the dead body of Freya as Daniel stood in shock. He was not used to being in a position of weakness.

*poof*

He had absorbed all of her 85Kg of resources but also...her meta-ability. This caused him to smile, he thought he looked too distasteful naked so immediately fashioned himself some clothing made of bone and flesh.

[A/N: Full-Bringer/Hollow Style armour from Bleach, a note on the darkness of this chapter at the end of the story.]

"Your turn now, for her, I may at least be able to salvage her mind..." He spoke to himself as he thought his words were wasted on these beasts. He placed his helmet back on. Approaching Daniel, the degenerate's eyes were filled with fear as he began releasing waves of his energy, speaking any words that may make Samuel desist. Unfortunately for Samuel, his one eye reflected the absolute killing intent he had, with purple energy surrounding him. His entire being was focused on one thing, 

*slice*

He absorbed Daniel's flesh as well as any blood specks that may have splashed in the house. He picked up the young girl before clothing her causing her to pout, 

"aren't we playing anymore?" 

Samuel's eyes subdued the fury he felt as his now greatest emotion was Sadness, a heartbroken sadness that felt worse than what had happened with Jenna.

He breathed slightly before closing both his eyes.

[Would you like to fuse the meta-abilities, Influencer and Amplifier? Beginner's Luck will be applied to the success rate.]

Samuel confirmed his choice, anything to help this young girl.

[Congratulations! Meta-Ability: Suppressor has been acquired!]

....

Meta-Ability: Suppressor

Tier: 4

Mastery: 5%

Description: The user can suppress an individual's memories, and generally, any mental opposition/apprehension to whatever the user speaks.

  ....

Samuel sighed as he used it on the young girl after confirming that he did nothing to her in his lapse of consciousness, bringing her back to a somewhat normal state, he would have to slowly reveal to her what happened in chunks. Otherwise, she'd probably die of shock from understanding everything.

"What a cruel, cruel world we live in Tilda," Samuel said as he looked up at the black sky in the garden with a saddened expression after sorting out Tilda. He sat hugging Tilda at the side, reassuring her everything was going to be alright.

"Why do you look sad, big bro Sam?" the young Tilda spoke as she couldn't understand why Samuel looked sad. He had accomplished his goals - saving the child and getting revenge for Jenna. At least now, he had a sliver of how it might have felt like for her to experience that. Still, he felt unworthy somehow before a massive sense of exhaustion fell on his shoulders. He had overdrawn all of his stamina to carry out this operation. 

"Pity, No stars. I hoped there'd be stars," Samuel replied as he fell backwards onto the floor. 

[A/N: So that's the end of the introductory mini-arc, I hope this was impactful enough and as you can see, Samuel isn't just a 2D character that embodies murder/death/conquering etc. He has a heart, just like any normal human would. Sometimes he'll get angry, sometimes he'll get sad and sometimes he'll feel loved. I wonder how Jenna's family will respond to learning that more of their family members have died, even if they were the scum of the earth?]

.....

The next morning, Tilda Wilkes called the local police after Samuel had left and informed them of her parents' sudden disappearance. The police ended up starting a full investigation but found no sign of damage as if her parents had just suddenly up and left. This caused the police to report the situation to the only living relative of the family, Lily Wilkes. 

"So Matilda, what you're saying is-" 

"It's just Tilda, Mr Doggo," Tilda replied to the dog-headed policeman. Within the last few weeks, a lot of meta-abilities had come to light and new legislation had been passed. Discrimination on grounds of someone's meta-ability had been formulated in the Equality Act 2010. This meant some public panic had been suppressed. After all, certain politicians with less-than-desirable meta-abilities would still want to keep their positions. As they waited for Lily to arrive at the police station, the policeman continued talking to the young girl, 

  "Mummy and daddy were here yesterday... and now they're not."

Lily arrived soon after and rushed to hug Tilda as soon as she saw her, 

"Are you alright Tilda?"

Tilda nodded cutely as she returned the hug, "yeaaah Lily, I'm okey dokey, what about you?"

Lily nodded with a quivering lip, flashing a smile, "Yeah, I'm okey dokey too."

The policeman seemingly wanted to talk to her alone which caused Lily to ask Tilda to stay where she was. Tilda nodded causing Lily to think that Tilda was a very obedient kid.

...

"I'm sure my colleagues have explained what's happened to you over the phone but yes...it seems like her parents have simply disappeared last night," the police officer explained, "we checked the cameras on the streets and had a search in a 1-mile radius, nothing turned up."

"So what you're saying is you think a meta-ability was involved?" Lily noted before the policeman nodded with an uncertain look. 

'Or someone has literally made them vanish from the face of the earth,' Lily thought, 'But that person would literally be a Death God if that were the case.'

(A/N: I Bet he felt like one yesterday xD)

Lily nodded before sighing, sorting out Tilda's papers would be a hassle but anything for her cute little cousin. After all, it's not like she couldn't take care of her, she was a 26-year-old civil engineer so she wasn't really lacking.

The policeman sighed in relief that the innocent child at least had someone to take care of her.

...

"So where are we going Big Sis," Tilda smiled as she ate the sweets Lily bought her from the shop. Her statement caused Lily to freeze up for a second but then smiled as she patted Tilda's head. 

"We're going to see my mum Tilda, then I'll drop you off at home before going to see dad," Lily replied, establishing their schedule for today.

"Mhm." Tilda nodded as she snacked on a jolly rancher.

...

Tilda had fallen asleep in Lily's relatively lean yet athletic arms. Lily held her mother's hand as a mechanical beep sounded in the hospital room. *Beep*

*Tshhhh*

Her mother's closed eyes reflected how deep of a sleep she was in, taking oxygen from the mask connected to her face,

"I hope you wake up soon mum, I miss you and dad a lot, I don't know if I can do all of this myself... But I'll try my best, after all, I'm a Wilkes. Isn't that what you always used to say?"

After a while of sitting in the hospital room, Lily said goodbye to her mother with a kiss on the cheek before walking towards her Mercedes, Tilda held onto her shoulders...

Kissing her new Sister's forehead, Lily placed her to bed before getting back into her car and driving towards another destination. Passing certain crimes and disruptions that were occurring in the streets, it was definitely becoming a more dangerous world by the minute,

"This place already feels like that Gotham city in the comics, I wonder if this'll be enough to keep us protected..." 

She sighed before flexing her fingers on the wheel causing arcs of electricity to jump between her fingers.

.....

In his factory space, Samuel had some goggles on as he held a soldering iron in his hand,

*Zappp*

"And that should be that fixed," He sighed as he noticed the signal from the tapped phone he had put in Tilda's pocket. It showed she was stationary on the map.

"So that's where Lily lives huh..." Samuel concluded after hearing the recordings of what just happened. He sighed as he hadn't expected to hear what was said at the end of the recordings, Lily had tried to explain to Tilda that her mother was 'eternally sleeping' and her dad went 'digging', just like Jenna.

"I feel like I owe her an explanation and...some help," He thought out loud as he began thinking of what he could give a well-off, middle-class girl. To awaken him from his thoughts though, he felt a bang from outside the metallic, garage-like door of the factory.

Samuel gritted his teeth, 

"These bastards are getting ballsier by the day." 

He opened the garage door, allowing the intruders in before they damaged it. He didn't know the next time he'd be absorbing a Door-Fixing quirk.

Three delinquent Teenagers, around 16-17 years old, came to a halt as they were surprised that Samuel opened the door for them. 

"Inviting us in to rob you yeah, big man?" The blonde-haired leader grinned as his hands suddenly became muscular. The one-eyed Samuel grinned as he scanned all of them and invited them in,

........

Name: Johnny Blinski

Age: 16

Resources: 

78Kg of Fat, Muscle and Bone.

Meta-ability: Power

Description: A child with great power. He has chosen to exploit those weaker than him using his power.

........

Name: Rajesh Ali

Age: 17

Resources: 

75Kg of Fat, Muscle and Bone.

Meta-ability: Glance

Description: A weaker kid with a useful quirk. Thinks it's not that bad to steal from people.

.....

Name: Jessica Tamil

Age: 16

Resources: 

67Kg of Fat, Muscle and Bone.

Meta-ability: Seamstress

Description: A girl who loves her boyfriend so much that she'd do anything for him.

...

After reading through all of their descriptions, he didn't feel any remorse for what he was about to do. Whispering under his breath,

"Still." 

Suddenly, they found themselves unable to move and began yelling...but no one heard them.

"Thank you guys for your generous donation, now let's see..."

His palm rushed out and grasped the leader's temple, colour draining from his face as he lost his power. This repeated itself three times.

[Gained Meta-Ability: Power]

[Gained Meta-Ability: Glance]

[Gained Meta-Ability: Seamstress]

"Now go somewhere far away...and be good people," Samuel said as he didn't care about these people anymore. He suppressed their criminal tendencies as he waved his hands which caused them to move out of the garage. 

....

Slamming the garage door closed, Samuel readied himself for leaving the house. As he drove towards the cemetery with a stolen vehicle, he looked over the abilities he had gained.

Power was a very simple, passive ability, it gave someone the strength of a peak-human individual, someone like Batman. It was called Power after all, not Super Power. 

Glance was an active ability, it allowed him to zoom in on whatever he wanted whether that be afar or up close. Samuel thought that this could be a very useful ability in future.

Seamstress was a...weird ability. It allows the user to produce clothing with defensive properties above their skin, using their own body fat. For example, the user can make flame-proof clothing, shock-resistant gauntlets, etc.

"I guess I could do with Glance currently?" Samuel pondered as he also activated the Glance ability. This caused a notification to pop up in his left eye.

[Warning! Resource: {Lifespan} will be shortened unnaturally if you keep 2 or more extra Meta-Abilities activated. Only 1 other is Recommended. The body can only accept so much strain on stamina from the different meta-abilities before it collapses. Current ability: Suppressor. Would you like to switch to Glance?]

Samuel confirmed his choice before feeling Suppressor being taken into the storage space within himself, within his 'internal factory'. Replacing it was something coming out of the storage area. 

Focussing greatly on the road in the distance, he could point out the criminals which seemed to be robbing a group of people before dragging them to an alleyway. 

"A useful ability...but not necessary..." He concluded before shelving it and reactivating Suppressor and continuing on the road. 

....

"Dad...It's been a few months. I think everything is going...alright for me. I've managed to go up the ladder at my job, and I'm living comfortably now. Hehe, I guess those nights I spent crying over some of my projects really paid off?" Lily Wilkes spoke to a gravestone as she placed a bouquet of flowers on it. 

From a nearby bench, Samuel listened to her words and waited for her to finish as he fed the birds. She had walked past him earlier and didn't even notice him,

'Did I really change that much? I guess I've definitely grown through my quirk by quite a bit...' 

Afterall, his hair had darkened a bit, his physique had changed from a dad-bod to a heavyweight boxer-esque form. His height had increased from 5'9 to roughly 6'4. Along with his eyepatch, it was understandable that she didn't recognise him, sometimes even he doesn't recognise himself in mornings sometimes.

After she finished, she seemed to acknowledge that the man wearing an eyepatch didn't intend to hurt her. Seeing that he was still feeding the birds, Lily went and sat next to him. She didn't know why or what drew her to you, but the image of a mature man peacefully feeding the birds during all of this chaos just seemed... peaceful.

Noticing that she was moving towards him, Samuel internally panicked for a moment but recollected himself easily, not showing any changes in his expression. Glancing at her quickly, he noted her profile.

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Name: Lily Wilkes

Age: 26

Resources: 

74Kg of Fat, Muscle and Bone.

Meta-ability: Conducing

Description: A strong-willed woman with a useful quirk. Wishes to look out for her family and survive in the changing world.

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Meta-Ability: Conductor

Tier: 3

Mastery: 10%

Description: The user generates a large amount of bio-electricity