Man, I Talk Alot!

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[0.12%]

"See that?" A young man, pointed directly In front of his eyes, to the extremely small panel showing those numbers. Yeah, I have no idea what it is, but honestly, it's a pretty cool thing.

*Meow?*

A small baby cat, with black fur, meowed curiously as it stared at its owner. "Yeah, I know, it's weird..." Anyways, it goes up by 0.01 every year and it's been there since birth, so guess how old I am?

Maybe it's telling me, I'll be 1000 years old? "Haha..." The room was clean aside from the bed which the teen slept on, his face rather stoic or it would be if there wasn't a cat constantly trying to climb on him.

...

The house was a normal one, albeit very small, and was an apartment aside from the fact it had a second floor, and despite the fact it was early on a school night, it was still clean, as if no one was there.

The teen eventually got up, the cat was now on his excessive hair, with its black fur against his black hair, it was perfect camouflage. Their bathroom was small, as the bathtub was just a tub...

Brushing your teeth is an activity most people probably don't get happy at, but it seems even now, his face had this...calmness. A stoic face, that always seemed to be happy and smiling yet there was no such sign. 

*Meow?*

The cat seemed to be dissatisfied with its current home, "Hmm? What now?...Shower? *sigh* I wish I could just have super shower powers or something...make living a lot easier", there was no hot water.

With his face still in a bizarre state, the teen walked out...nude. 

After a showing, that had to be omitted, he walked downstairs, in clothes luckily. "Goodbye, house, see ya later" and with that, a casual day was repeated over and over.

[Auther: 'The Teen' is the protagonist]

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Smallville High School

In the small county? Town? Whatever, Smallville is, it has an elementary and high school, just it only has one of each, so everyone knows each other.

I go to this place, I'm just...invisible, it's a secret skill of mine, to be able to be unrecognizable from your everyday student and not have my name known to anyone.

...I'm not lonely.

A wonderful place where students can come and learn, and grow to become dependable adults and...I'm getting tired of the BS honestly.

'Is there something special here? Nah, just a bunch of hormonal teens...aside from that idiot' the teen looks across at the sight of a stereotypical event or is it a natural one?

It was the nerdy guy getting bullied by the jock or in this case, Whitney Fordman bullying the 'super' Clark Joseph Kent.

Clark Joseph Kent, adopted son of the Kent family, his birth or adoption was around the time of the meteor shower, not suspicious at all, by the way.

He's nothing special right now but considering that Whitney Fordman is just a jealous teen since Clark's been...trying to cuck him, I guess?

"Hey! Break it up! Otherwise, I'll kick both of you off!" The teacher eventually stepped in and stopped it. Not stopping verbal fights though.

"Lucky Clark, lucky, would've made you miss this trip, if you understand..." Whitney gave Clark a deadly side-eye. And with that, here comes the nature of his...naivety, as Clark says nothing and accepts it.

But those clenched knuckles suggest he is mad...I think. I mean, he'd

said something, isn't that what most irrational teens would do?

'Am I one to complain? Would I have fought? No, I couldn't have brought myself to hit a normal person, it'd be inhumane...guess we're the same then.' The teen walked inside the bus, where it'd head into a lake, headfirst.

...

'Smallville, where I live experienced a meteor shower like...13 years ago and since that day, we've been having weird situations, mostly rumors but all of them are true or true to some extent' the teen sat in the bus, pretending to sleep.

'Basically, the storm that the meteor brought has been steadily growing, making new people with superpowers and stuff, but that's the issue right now...'

"So, do you like colors and stuff...?" the voice of a young, insecure child was prominent, this child was of course.

|Clark Joseph Kent|

'How do I answer him? Agree? But the problem here is, Clark has come to me because I'm...quiet, unnoticeable by normal people but he's lonely and a loser, honestly, so he wishes to remedy that by talking to me.' the teen slowly turned his head and gave the most sincere smile he could.

*sMiLe*

"...H-hello, to you as well...what's your name again?" Clark asked maintaining the politest smile he could muster.

'Alright, you got this...just say your name and be cool about it'.

"Well, sadly it seems, you sat next to me without even knowing my name, pretty rude huh? It's Arsene, don't forget it." I gave an inner sigh but at least this time, I didn't directly insult him. 

"Oh, that's a unique name, mine Clark, though you probably knew that, also do you know where we're going?" his face was that of a kind person

The School was planning on going somewhere boring, however, due to a mistake of mine, it seem we got a lucky Trip to a Lex-Corp recreational center. It's not fun for me but at least, I won't appear that weird to them.

"No idea, but I've been rather tired. Do you mind if I nod off a bit?" I wasn't tired but social anxiety caused me to run away.

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When I sleep, I don't sleep, my brain is too hyperactive for proper sleep, so what's happening is my body functions slow down to achieve rest, but I'm stuck in this lucid dream. 

Arsene, is a unique name, more so, when it's a single name, because I have no parents. Not dead, non-existent, again not dead, because they never existed. How do I know this?

Because my eyes were open as a child, as if I was meant to see, thus I was sure, I was not human or if I am, a human who was made with a specific purpose.

[0.12%] 

That number, what does it mean? I believe it means my age, since I am twelve at this moment, however, the problem lies here.

Will I live to 10,000?!

That'd be cool as heck, but sadly though, I'm sure it isn't that, because I'm also not human in order aspects, more importantly in one ability that terrifies me.

Adjust To All Phenomena.

Aka, Adaption, it's a terrifying ability, but I've confirmed it, I was once out in the woods and drowned, no kidding, my lungs filled with water, I was dying.

But I then woke up, with my lungs heating themselves and filtering water into my stomach, as if my whole body was a fish or something.

So, I thought, am I a merman or something? Then once in the winter, I stopped feeling cold or hot, I could feel it before, but it was less, but now? Nothing.

My skin now, acts like insulation and I'm becoming immune, so I've learned how this works.

[Something Happens -> Adaption Cycle Begins -> Complete -> Further Exposure -> ??? -> Further Exposure -> Counter -> ???]

Yeah...the issue is, I'm literally almost bulletproof and have almost figured out how to run without cracking the ground. So, I have no idea, what can cause enough danger or urgency for me to need to adjust to life.

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Blinking my eyes open, I wondered why I was feeling less O2 and then I realized, I was about to die because the Bus I was in was, filling with water.

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[Auther: Sup, I listened to some advice and rewrote the story, still trying to find the best writing style, so make sure to show some care and tell me what sucked and was good]

MC is not human.

MC truly has no parents.

FMC is *your choice*.

MC is constantly talking to himself, so no, he doesn't know you're here.

MC's true nature is obvious to you because he says how he feels and acts based off of his "freedom".

[Auther: That's my 5 answers for today, on my plan, I have two stories coming up.

Anime: I'm Truly An MC Parasite.

JJK: The Strongest Fraud Of Today].

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