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The Lost Asteroids

[Check out My new Novel, "Temporal Pearls"] Earth, the year 2063. Technology has stagnated after reaching a certain threshold. There were a lot of breakthroughs in innovation and inventions, but nothing groundbreaking enough that will send scientists crazy. In that situation, a strange phenomenon starts to appear from different parts of the world: Unique children born with Special Ability. And finally, Scientists went CRAZY like never before!!! *** Bala, our MC, was born bearing a Unique Ability. An ability that he did not completely understand. At the age of fifteen, he was first kidnapped by a group of Mysterious Witches. After he managed to escape, a few years later he was kidnapped again by one of the most Powerful Organisations in the world. In the Organisation's Research Facility, he met with others like him, with ability. From the Facility, Bala learned about an impending doom encroaching toward Earth. Unfortunately, for Bala, the World Authority (World Government) thinks he has one of the few Abilities require to stop the Calamity. And it might lead to their death to do so. To save his life, a game of chase began between him, and almost every Country and All-powerful Organisations in the world! If that is not enough a group of Ancient Sorcerers and Witches also wants a piece of him too! Will he be able to save himself from the terrible fate of being a sacrifice to save Earth? Maybe not!!!! ******************************* Discord https://discord.gg/CbfPyXgAuV

The_Celestial_King · Romance
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C 30. Null

As I was looking more I followed the path of one of the wires, the wires coiled around her shoulder and followed through her tibia. Passing the elbow, then through the radius.

Until it reaches her palm. As I followed with my gaze, my finger was following the path.

I opened her palm, and I rubbed the path the wire follows from her elbow joint to the palm.

I stopped right where the metal stopped at the middle of her palm. It makes a node around one tiny bone that pulses pressure with every heartbeat.

"You are such a thick, Heavy Red!" I commented before I turned around and left.

I want to eat. Yet they said I should wait till it was time for lunch.

I don't know why there were so many rules and ways of doing things in this facility, and I'm getting irritated by all this.

Suddenly, a screen pops in. Ordering me that Mary will take me to sector 7. Turning around, I saw her standing at the door.

"I'm hungry."

"You will have something to eat there. Please bear with us!" She said calmly.

One thing I realized about her is that she never shows any kind of emotion. She was always a person you can approach at the same time you feel the need to respect.

As we walk together, I ask her, "So what is your ability?"

"I'm something called NULL. That means I have the gene to develop Ability."

"Care to elaborate?"

"Any time from now till I die, there is a chance for me to develop ability. "

"Till you die? Getting old, or you have a short life span."

"We aged faster, sometimes slower. But in the end, our life can end at any time."

"You confuse me more, but I get the gist of it. How can you develop an ability then?"

"Two ways, to develop naturally or through transplanting someone else!"

"So you can have anyone's ability? Wait… it is said that there are rich people that can obtain ability from others, does that mean they need to be Null like you?"

"Yes and No. They can be Null like me, which makes things easier. Or they might not be Null, but if they can find Null, use it for their foundation to obtain the ability."

"Wow, so you are basically an ingredient for those that are not Null and want to have abilities!"

"Yes, that's how it's."

"If I gave you my ability, would you want it?"

She looked at me as if to read my face, but she saw I was grinning ear to ear.

"Your ability is too dangerous for me. Only you can handle it!"

Haha, I rub my hair erratically, "Because I'm becoming mad. And no longer act like a normal person." I jumped to touch the ceiling.

Then I remember, I used to tap the floors and walls of the facility. I was going to do it, and she stopped me.

"Please stop disturbing the facility with your gaze. And it's not because you are not feeling fine in the head now." She became silent, then continued.

"Because your nightmares are above the threshold a normal human can take. Only a few others like you can withstand something like that.

Anyone else, their mind will give in and go insane for real, and worst die."

"Oh! So, you too have nightmares?"

"Yes!"

"What do you see?"

"Telling you will provoke your memory! We are here."

Yes, we are in a place where she can't go on. I met the same doctor, and he began his usual chatter.

"How long will I endure these damn nightmares, or will it stop being terrifying and become a normal dream?"

"It will never be a normal dream. But you will understand eventually.

Your ability is in your sight, and because your eyes see things that can't be seen by others, you need a powerful cognitive ability to digest, understand, and comprehend what your eyes can see."

He pokes my head with his finger and said, "Your current brain can't handle it. Until it undergoes some improvement through training. And for that, think of your dream as a way of training it.

In truth, you see things that are not comprehended with normal methods, but you absorb pieces of it. And that gives you terror because you gaze at something beyond you and your normal imagination.

But you don't need to worry, gradually, you will adapt, and it will become norms!"

It somehow makes sense to me. I see spirit at home. Especially at midnight, but if I gazed too much at them, I froze and lost my mind for days.

My uncle warned me not to look at them directly because some will feel irritated and harm me.

And that is why I always gaze at the shadowy position they were in. Sometimes I hypnotized myself that it was just me hallucinating.

And I tell myself I make shapes out of the shadow because I want to remove the curiosity I felt and desire to see more.

Ah! I think it was one Psychiatrist Therapist who made me undergo that training to ignore them and make me think of them as just shapes my mind made in the shadows!

Another good example is here in this facility, no matter what I was feeling the moment I looked at Amina or Serena I had this desire to look more.

Because they have things that are worth watching. As if my eyes want to see all mysteries and hidden things.

"Don't think too much of it. The physical and the abstract world are composed of different things.

And our mind is made to see only the physical. But you on the other hand is being trained to see the other side." He pauses and I almost bump into him.

He dragged me close and said, "let me tell you a secret! Your suffering from a nightmare is a boon, not a bane in the long run.

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