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The zenith of zephyr

a story about Zephyr, a character in a world filled with people possessing extraordinary powers. Despite having no powers of his own, Zephyr finds himself working as a janitor at a convenience store. Although, there's something, something within him, a supreme right to power, a craving for something deeper... expect a chapter every night before midnight!

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Zelis ??

As Zephyr wandered the city streets, the weight of the nurse's cruel words and the discrimination he had faced throughout his life pressed heavily upon him. He had always been an outcast in a society where power ratings were the measure of a person's worth, and this latest encounter had only deepened his sense of isolation.

Determined to prove that he could make a difference, even with his power rating of 1, Zephyr began to research his own abilities and the mysterious streak of bad luck that seemed to follow him. He delved into books, articles, and obscure sources, hoping to find any clue that would shed light on the enigmatic nature of his misfortune and the intricacies of the power system.

As days turned into weeks, Zephyr's research led him to a hidden world of individuals who possessed unconventional abilities, often dismissed or misunderstood by the mainstream society. These were the "Powerless" – those with power ratings of 1 or lower, but who had harnessed their unique talents in remarkable ways.

He discovered that the power system ranged from 1 to 13, with four distinct categories and three colors within each category. The categories represented the proficiency and strength of an individual's abilities, from the weakest in red to the strongest in white. However, there was one exceptional color that defied categorization: purple. Powers with a purple hue were extremely rare and had never been seen before, shrouded in mystery.

Zephyr learned that some of the Powerless were skilled in manipulating luck, bending the odds in their favor or against their adversaries. Their abilities weren't flashy or destructive, but they were subtle and powerful in their own right.

With newfound knowledge and a growing sense of purpose, Zephyr sought out the Powerless and began to train under their guidance. He practiced controlling his streak of bad luck, learning to bend it to his will rather than allowing it to dictate his life.

During his training, Zephyr discovered that his bad luck, when channeled properly, could have unexpected advantages. It allowed him to anticipate the actions of others and make strategic decisions that often took his opponents by surprise. His low power rating had initially been a source of shame, but now he saw it as a unique and valuable asset.

With his newfound skills and a growing network of like-minded individuals, Zephyr embarked on a mission to challenge the discrimination against the Powerless and prove that they could make a difference in a world dominated by those with higher power ratings. His journey was filled with challenges, but he was determined to overcome them and create a society where abilities were not the sole measure of a person's worth.

As Zephyr continued his research and training among the Powerless, he began to hear rumors about a remarkable individual named Zelis. Zelis was a Power 1, just like Zephyr, but his abilities were unlike any other. He was known as an extraordinary influencer in one of the towering structures of Frasia.

Zephyr was intrigued by the tales of Zelis. It was said that Zelis had the uncanny ability to sway the decisions of even the most powerful individuals in the city, regardless of their power ratings. He had amassed a following of loyal supporters who believed in his vision of a more equitable society, where abilities did not define a person's worth.

Determined to meet Zelis and learn from his experiences, Zephyr set out on a journey to the towering structure where Zelis was said to reside. However, as he approached the entrance, he was stopped by a stern security officer who demanded to see his permission ID.

Zephyr's heart sank as he explained that he was a Power 1 and didn't possess the authorization to enter the tower. The security officer crossed his arms and shook his head dismissively. "No ID, no entry. This place is for those deemed strong enough, not for the likes of you."

Zephyr was faced with a daunting obstacle. The tower's strict security measures meant that gaining access to Zelis and his knowledge would be a formidable challenge. He knew he had to find a way to prove himself or secure the necessary authorization if he wanted to meet the extraordinary influencer and join his mission.

With determination in his heart and a burning desire to learn from Zelis, Zephyr set out on a quest to navigate the complex bureaucracy and social hierarchy of Frasia

Theres gotta be a better way to get paint off your hands. i got paint on my hands and the door has a damn handprint now.

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