Author's Note: This story has been very successful by my standards, in less than 24 hours I've gotten 20 Favorites, 30 Followers and 10 positive reviews.

Responses to Comments:

Hankton: Pocket money (Toaruverse) (100), grants its owner $1,000,000 per month, a fairly substantial sum for a normal person, but for a technological hero it won't be enough.

JanessaVR: I don't think the character is really above all, he has the basics to become a real power within Worm, but need time to gain experience and everything necessary to show what he is capable of. Plus the Celestial Forge makes any user OP, the fun is seeing how they react and what those people do.

Ouroboros Gate: Thank you so much for the compliments, I put a lot of effort into writing this story, it's nice to see someone appreciate my work.

Kaiya Azure: I love the movie of V, one of my favorite characters, your comment made me decide to take a more dramatic approach in this chapter.

Acaykath: You're right I got it wrong, Harold Holmes-Hebert shouldn't have the name Hebert, but honestly I always thought Hebert was Annette's family name. Danny always struck me as the submissive husband who takes his wife's last name.

MysteriousCharacter: The school will be empty, but there will be a very nice explosion, followed by threats and many consequences. I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Golden Gil: Not all references are hard to understand, Fate Stay and Majutsu no Index are very popular series in my opinion, although I have to admit that the Taxxi film series is more famous in France and neighboring countries than internationally.

Is the trio strong? The trio are teenage girls with big heads who think they are untouchable queens, in reality they are normal girls all their power is based on the popularity of a high school, a high school that Harold does not attend.

Plus only Sophia/Shadow Stalker is the only one who can throw a punch, the other two are helpless in a fist fight.

The characters are OCC may be, each person to their own interpretation of the characters, I think I keep the characters in their patterns. But seriously, fanfiction we change the personalities so much, increasing the flaws or good qualities of the characters, not to mention all the times when Taylor turns out to be bisexual and gets Amy as a lover, that OCC and AU stuff and

Zerak: You made a comment that resonated with me. So here's how we do it from now on:

Every 5 chapters we change the pace.

Chapter 1 through 5, let's go fast: 100 CP for 500 words. With each Favor/Following I get 10 CP.

Chapter 6 to 10, let's go normal: 100 CP for 1000 words. With each Favor/Follower obtained I receive 20 CP.

Chapter 11 to 15, let's go slow: 100 CP for 2000 words. With each Favor/Seguace obtained I get 30 CP.

Then we repeat the cycle so the story becomes more dynamic.

Notice: I still haven't decided on Harold Holmes-Hebert's superhero name. If you want you can vote, because I can't decide at the moment.

A) Omicron-23. Original name based on a character Harold invented before he was dumped in Worm. A techno-magic hero who does everything in his own eccentric style, more focused on his work and his art.

B) Iron-Star. Name inspired by Ironman, Harold's favorite superhero. A more public and helpful hero with strong ambitions and business ideas that will be put into action.

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Chapter 4: Do we throw Winslow High School into the air ? Part 2.

I pulled the cosmic key from my pockets, embedded in the lock, and opened the door.

Instead of entering the hotel room where Taylor is sleeping, I entered a white and empty hallway, with a strange podium at the end that reminds me of ancient Greek architecture and on the wall there are drawn the outlines of a door, strangely enough in the wall there is a kind of special lock.

The first door leads to my Garage, the podium is something new and I'm sure it is connected to the upgrade I just received to the cosmic key.

Now, thanks to that gift I can close the door leading to my personal reality and remove the cosmic key from the lock.

" I'm not complaining about the powers I got, I'm a fan of Fate Stay, Toaru Majutsu no Index, Ghost Rider.

But I would like something more, an ordinary garage is not the ideal place to build delicate tools or store valuable equipment. I'm not asking for a volcano of my own, but a science lab or other room would be nice to have."

Without missing I opened the door and entered the garage.

The place is nothing but a decent place to build and repair machines. Though I'm sure it's expanded slightly to make room for the bike I just got.

Immediately I cast a glance at my current masterpiece, Triple-X, a white Peugeot 406, modified to be incredibly fast, powerful and durable. Basically a prototype for my batmobile. If I had better tools and more exotic resources.

Next to the car is a Yamaha V-Max or V-Max, this is my gift from the constellation Vehicles, subsection of Ghost Rider. I could choose the look of my motorcycle, so I chose the Yamaha V-Max, the same motorcycle that Saber to pilot in Fate Zero.

In a way I'm a copy of Saber Prototype, that is, a male version of Saber, so having the same bike doesn't seem like a problem for me.

I ignore the childish urge to jump on the bike, give it a name, wake it up and turn it into a fiery skeletal horse, then run and burn down Winslow High School.

I shift my gaze, and it's to my makeshift desk.

A table full of tools for a mechanic's trade, with several notebooks filled with notes and drawings for future projects.

Micromanipulator gloves are placed in their place of honor next to a wrench and my first factory gun.

There are some rudimentary attempts to create firearms using the materials on hand. An assault rifle shoots car wheel spikes instead of bullets, a flamethrower built from an exhaust pump and some engine parts, there are still three less interesting guns and five incomplete ones.

All of them should look like pieces of junk forced together, but one of my perks allowed me to give each gun a dignified and respectful look.

Today in the morning these guns looked interesting to me with potential if they were carefully cared for.

But now with Analysis showing me the numerous assembly flaws.

It is the influence of that not only makes me a Lett of sorts, but raises my mechanic skills to a higher level.

My work is garbage, I'm afraid to look at my beloved masterpiece to see it turn to crap before my eyes.

How can Aperion redo his works again and again, every time he gets a new gift from the Celestial Forge.

This is one of my flaws and merits, I put my heart and effort into everything I do, when I do a good job I feel great, when I fail I get depressed or have a nervous breakdown with the flakes.

The first time I failed my auto exam I had a full blown meltdown, not inside the wheel.

I got out of the car, away from the cop, then had the seizure that almost led to the instructor calling an ambulance for me.

Putting aside the bad memories as I do with guns/junk, I look at the rest of the gear I just received:

A motorcycle helmet modeled after the case of Celty Sturluson, my favorite character from

, a concealed blade, a 'primitive' bomb-making set, and cleaning supplies ...

'I'm screwed if I want to help Taylor, but more importantly flush out Shadow Stalker without inflicting damage directly.

I have to act now, the storm is the golden opportunity to act and if anyone tries to link me to the crime, the hotel rooms show that I entered the room but never left.

How can I do this?

The tools offered by the garage are not useful to build bombs, the Micromanipulator gloves are ideal, but I don't have the necessary raw materials.

The bomb kit only allows me to build small bombs that are not more advanced than the pirate era. I can devastate one class at a time but it would be too slow and each explosion may draw unwanted attention.

Looking at my car gives me plans to turn my car into a huge bomb, but I need uranium to do it!

I need to get this job done tonight before the sun comes up or Taylor can wake up.' I thought quickly looking for a solution that doesn't come, if I can't increase my build speed or/and get better materials, the only thing I can do is ... '

"' Postpone the hit until I get the right materials. I think I can deal in a less explosive way. I can convince Danny that Taylor needs to take a day off because she's feeling sick from the food she ate at the hotel, then I fix Sophia the old fashioned way, a surprise attack when she gets out of school, I have to aim for the head and cause severe brain damage, Panacea refuses to work on the brain so she can't treat a Sophia with a compromised brain." I muttered in a sour tone, determined to change the plan due to the lack of preparations, time and materials.

" Plus throwing a school up in the air at night isn't a stretch, it's not like I'm a cold-blooded assassin who has to fulfill any contract he accepts. I don't even have a costume to do this dangerous work ... "I've stopped making excuses because the Celestial Forge has just thrown me everything I needed to do my job.

Apparently tossing Winslow High School in the air is a dream that knows no bounds to age, race, social status or dimensional origin.

By emptying my mind I can see what I received, most of these gifts are small in size, nothing big, but sometimes quantity trumps quality.

First gift, a mental enhancement that reminds me of the Famous Player's Mind. From now on I can stay calm in almost any situation and ignore the normal shocks that paralyze normal people. Nerves of steel that can withstand mental trauma.

Second gift, a black suit, white shirt, red tie, leather gloves.

It possesses the strange effect of preserving, removing or recovering the hair you would have in an instant.

Third gift, a tattoo in the form of a barcode placed on the wrist of the left hand. A second tattoo, but this time it does nothing at all. At least it has the function of being inconspicuous.

Fourth gift, a very useful one, training and knowledge to be stealthy. Automatically I can become "invisible" if I remain silent in the shadows. Combined with the training of Ezio ... I definitely get a Strange 1 or Strange 3 rating.

Fifth gift, a custom suit that prevents me from making noises, as well as facilitating my stealth actions.

Sixth and eighth are a badger bow with a quiver that can hold 100 arrows and a small mace that is easy to hide.

Gifts number nine, ten, and eleven are the power to inflict positive effects and the knowledge to apply these effects to other tissues in the traditional method. The three effects are:

One, to cause the fabric fibers to harden in response to physical injury, not enough to heal, but enough to suffocate wounds.

Two, fabrics are now flame retardant, frost resistant, water resistant, impact resistant and easier to clean.

Three, have hidden pockets to stash snacks, notes, keys, knives and so on.

Gift number twelve, a room full of equipment regarding computers and computer systems including a supercomputer and a 3D printer.

Gift number thirteen is a silver watch decorated with an hourglass engraved on the case, capable of increasing my speed in everything I do for a full hour.

The next two gifts are talent combined with the potential to be a great hacker. Came along with a Smartphone with tons of tricks.

Penultimate gift, a warehouse full of materials and resources. It replenishes used materials every twenty-four hours.

The last gift, a Workshop specialized for demolition, ie explosives to bring down buildings.

"Holy shit Megatron's mother, Forge Celeste don't go easy on the payoffs. But Hitman, Thief, Assassin's Creed, Watch Dogs for a Celestial Forge, you seem to give me mostly tools from stealth games.

At least you gave me the tools I absolutely need. My aunt was right complaining allows you to get everything you want especially when you look good. If you want to hear something more philosophical: Ask and it will be given to you." I said in an amused tone, then walked out of the garage to see the changes.

There are now three new doors, each with a label on it.

On the Garage door it says: Batmobile & vehicles.

On the door to the new room full of computers it says: Batcomputers & Computer Systems.

On the door of the new resource depot it says: The Golden Goose.

On the door of the new laboratory it says: Laboratory for Bombers. Danger, explosive materials.

It is confirmed, the Celestial Forge has a sense of humor and like the shards pushes me towards conflict, not using mental influences or stuff like subliminal messages. No, he does it the old fashioned way, with a payoff in the form of gifts.

" Well, I'm going to blow up Winslow High School, not only that, I'm going to have Shadow Stalker escorted out of this town, as well as spark a conflict between the Protectorate and Empire 88. But in return next time I want more magic or gifts to build better tools and gadgets. Do we understand each other !?" I shout to the void, sure I won't get a traditional response from the Force behind the Celestial Forge, but he seems civil enough to make a little deal with me. Hopefully he's heard me.

Time to work like we're possessed by a Tech-Priest.

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Four hours of work, it took me 240 minutes, precisely 14400 seconds to build everything I needed for my operation.

I had to move the bomb set, the Micromanipulator Gloves, the 3D printer, into the Demolition Workshop.

Along with several boxes of hazardous, flammable, unstable materials and a pile of RDX (cyclotrimethylentrinitroamine) which is used to make C-4 or Composition C-4, a common military type of plastic explosive.

There are a bunch of materials to make a plastic bomb TNT (Trinitrotoluene), HMX (cyclotetramethylentetranitroamine), PETN (pentaerythritol tetranitrate) etc.

I now hold a backpack full of this stuff sandwiched in a pile of metal junk, computer circuits and components, and one-offs made with a 3D printer.

If I didn't have the iron nerves of Hitman ... I'd have a major nervous breakdown handling so much unstable material.

I look at myself in the mirror, I'm dressed in a black, gray and dark green suit, maybe I look like some sort of Robin Hood combined with a ninja.

Personally, I think I look like Garrett and Ezio's bastard son. More like Garrett than Ezio, because the outfit is from the world of Thief. But the concealed blade, bags, sinewy pockets, and some modifications come from Assassin's Creed.

" Our nameless hero, armed with a bow and arrows, a short baton, a concealed blade, and a large backpack full of bombs, will go to fulfill the dream of any student who has ever existed, to destroy the school." I narrated my exploits to build up my courage and push myself to carry out this improvised plan.

Pulling the cosmic key out of my pockets I climb onto the strange podium present in the hallway.

Putting the key in the special lock, a kind of display appears in front of me or appears in my mind, showing all the doors where I have inserted the cosmic key.

I chose the door closest to Winslow High School, a door appeared in front of me where before there was only a wall with some writing.

" Let's go, team, we have to bring heroic and explosive hell to a very bad school." I said to my partner in this crime.

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From a Hotel bathroom to My personal reality, then to the Hebert's bathroom. I spend too much time in the bathroom or I should put the cosmic key in other locks.

"hiiiii " My partner in this crime to just whinnied and I snapped trying to plug his muzzle.

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POV Narrator

This image is quite surreal, a Robin Hood/ninja wannabe carries a backpack full of explosives on his back and tries to silence his partner, a skeletal horse

Aperion receives Garment, a pair of sentient magical gloves that identifies as a woman, possesses a unique skill in sewing and fabric making.

Aspect receives Leonardo Da Vinci and R2-D2 as his assistants.

Junko receives Mila, a Felyne skilled in trade.

I get a motorcycle that turns into an armored black horse, not a skeleton horse, not even a mechanical horse, just a horse in armor." Harold muttered, disappointed that his first "companion" was a horse not magical enough for his taste or capable of speech. But that doesn't mean he's stupid.

Because the horse hearing these comments from his owner bit Harold's hood and pulled him towards him, almost knocking him over.

" I'm carrying very sensitive bombs, if you drop me we both risk exploding." He warned Harold, as a result the horse stopped biting and pulling at his owner's suit.

" You know what my valiant steed, I just picked your name. When we fight crime you will be known as Koragg, but in civilian life you will be called Donkey." Said Harold, punishing his partner in crime via a cool hero name and an awkward civilian name.

Koragg/Donkey's response was an animal verse that sounds like a bad comment.

" I'm going to pretend I didn't hear what I assume is an insult. You're better than me, officially my name is Harold, Harold ! You at least have a cool name for your alter ego, I still haven't found a hero name I like. So no complaints, you're better than me." Holmes replied, before stroking his partner's hair to make it up to him.

After this initial squabble, the "knight" and the horse exited the Heberts' bathroom and descended the stairs.

" Watch where you put your hooves, I cleaned the stairs and carpets this morning, I can't afford to have hoof prints, but with Danny as a guardian I could build a Transformers in the garage and he won't find out until he turns into robot mode in front of him." Harold muttered, sounding like a middle-aged housewife complaining about her damn father-in-law.

The horse cast a strange look at his master, but decided to remain silent and continue down the stairs.

Once they opened the door to leave the house, they saw a bad storm that is getting worse and worse.

"Bad weather, this has to be one of the worst downpours I've ever seen in my life, can I get an umbrella? " Harold commented, not supporting the idea of getting wet or catching a bad cold.

His horse's response was to go out into the middle of the storm, slam his hooves on the ground and then spit fire and get enveloped in green flames.

In one moment instead of the horse there is a Yamaha V-Max motorcycle asking to be ridden.

" Show-off, but you're right we have a strict schedule to meet." Holmes said, closing the front door and climbing into the saddle.

" Koragg, let's go on an adventure !" Shouted Holmes, firing up Koragg's engines. In an instant, the magic motorcycle shot off like a bolt of lightning towards the most incompetent school on the east coast.

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POV Harold

Five minutes, that's how long it took Koragg to get me to Taylor's cursed school.

That horse in the form of a motorcycle is incredibly fast and drives itself.

" Koragg, thanks for the ride, but I'll take it from here, you can go anywhere you want, you have the night off." I said as I got off Koragg's saddle.

My steed made its engine roar as if to say yes, then got enveloped in flames to disappear into thin air.

" If he can disappear and reappear on command, then I have underestimated you. I wonder if I find a way to modify/power his motorcycle form can he gain alternate forms or new powers ?" I wondered before analyzing the front door of Winslow High School.

"Are you kidding me ! Even the slums of Rome in 1525 are better than this." I muttered looking at the rusty, shabby Windows lock.

Not even bothering to break the lock, a well placed baton strike is the door mania separates from the door. Then a "gentle push" with a kick, end result the door comes off its hinges.

Ezio would surely tell me I'm reckless, but the storm erases the sound and limits the view, the perfect time to commit crimes without fear of being discovered.

Once inside the "school" I can noticed security rooms that haven't been functional for years, broken locks, broken windows, chipped paint, gang symbols and graffiti everywhere.

In addition to the dingy status of the building that mirrors the city and the general world of Worm. My power Analysis, allows me to discover the weaknesses in the structure of this building.

The situation is worse than I imagined, the backpack full of explosives made in a few hours seem to be a little excessive. For this building only 5 bombs placed in key points are enough to make the building collapse on itself.

What have I brought with me ... There will be no rubble for this building.

Before I act, I put on my silver watch decorated with an hourglass, rotating the hourglass for a full hour doubles my base speed.

Now that I am twice as fast as normal we can start the show.

I pull out the cosmic key, put it in the lock of any door, enter my personal reality to pull out a gift I couldn't carry with Koragg ...

"Wait a second, I could have done the same with the explosives, because I drove at high speed in a storm with a backpack full of bombs under my back, instead of keeping them in my personal reality until I got to Winslow High School !" I shouted out loud. Putting down my gift for Winslow High School.

A barrel full of gasoline mixed with some chemicals between here Nitroglycerin.

Punching a hole using the concealed blade, I push the canister with my foot, rolling it through the main hallway, filling it with flammable liquids and explosives.

" I have three more bins to roll, but first let's go to the principal's office, I want to borrow the students' folders."

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On the way, I left behind a trail of small explosives, inspired by the story of Hansel and Gretel.

" Why am I not surprised, a selfish and corrupt principal who thinks only of himself owns the only room with a decent security system." I muttered, scouting out an alarm and safe room.

A piece of cake to set up for my Watch_Dogs smartphone and my newfound Hacker knowledge, I began to understand why Aiden Pierce is addicted to his magic phone, this stuff is incredibly useful.

Now with the security system put down, it's time for the baton and another Winslow door to collapse.

Once inside, I see several shelves with folders and a desk on which the principal's personal computer rests, but my target is the main server.

It takes me a few minutes to clean out the office of all sorts of useful documentation, digital or paper. I'm about to take the personal computer as well, but first I prepare a message for the PRT.

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Traitors to the people, who only protect the rich and your subhuman toys.

You use your lies and propaganda to make my fellow men your pawns, you label us as Cape and force us to dress like clowns.

If that is not enough, your venom clouds the judgment of my brothers and sisters to make them cooperate with the few subhumans who have miraculously evolved like us.

This is not vengeance, but justice, I have ravaged the lair of the scum that grows to corrupt my city.

Above all, I have eradicated the hunting ground of that beastly subhuman known as Shadow Stalker.

Long ago, she my left at the mercy of the gooks, what they did to me I cannot forgive, they tried to corrupt my mind and body, to break me.

But they didn't succeed, I was reborn, I evolved into the superior race that must lead the world. Before doing so I must unhinge the rot, beginning with Shadow Stalker.

Months I have been preparing and investigating Shadow Stalker, finally finding out that he comes to this infected lair.

I have not yet discovered who he really is, but I suspect I know what his true colors are.

Using the information obtained from the principal's office I will find Shadow Stalker's home, then change the favor to him.

I lost something precious that night, now it's your turn to lose something precious.

My name is Rache, my revenge has just begun.

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I finished cloning the principal's computer and turning it into a glorified red button for the big BOOM.

I also finish putting the finishing touches on the message. Once it's sent all the explosives will go off, then BOOM!

I wrote the message to sound like a young, angry, violent, ass-kicking girl. With anti-government tendencies, para-human supremacist, racist with a specific disdain for Asians. If that's not enough I gave him a German name that means Revenge, so people can think he's an Empire 88 recruit or their follower.

The most important part is to make him believe that Shadow Stalker is responsible for his triggering event and that Rache wants to kill her.

The PRT for the safety of Shadow Stalker, followed by a mad bomb Tinker in possession of school records. Her identity compromised and life in danger, she will be sent away to another department and a more stable hero will take her place.

A win-win, Taylor no longer has her bully following her day and night, the heroes no longer have to worry about Shadow Stalker's problematic character, Emma without the toxic influence of her crazy girlfriend a la sansa to change, the Nazis will receive all the credit directly or indirectly for this terrorist attack, while I receive a large amount of rewards from the Celestial Forge. Everyone wins, except for Winslow High School.

I look at Watch_Dogs' Smartphone, I own the entire list of the student body, using an analysis program to cross ethnicity and detention record I get a pretty certain list of ABB members.

" But before I leave, I must leave an early Christmas present for beloved Dean Blackwell."

I leave the largest explosive I own under Blackwell's desk. Then off I go to put the rest of the bombs in the weakest and most unstable corners of the school.

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For the next hour, I accomplished the job I would normally do in two hours, thank you magic silver watch.

I managed to place the most powerful High-tech bombs in the most critical corners of the building.

I smash bloody classroom doors by placing a red plastic bomb on each desk. I am not such a diligent student, instead of red apples bought from the supermarket, I carry scarlet bombs made at home with love and hate.

Surely at the end of the year I get my picture on the honor wall or in the posters of the internationally wanted ...

Am I a little crazy or am I having too much fun destroying school property ... Maybe both.

Once I'm done with the classes, I use the baton to break the locks on the lockers, which belong to the Asian students, who are probably part of the ABB. I throw in the smallest explosives I own, made from the Assassin's Creed bomb kit.

For a nice touch I add the explosive scraps in the bathrooms, I would like to film and see how a toilet explodes. In addition to disabling Winslow High School's sprinkler system, I'm surprised it has a working one.

To finish my work I roll the remaining barrels full of gasoline and Nitroglycerin through the hallways of Winslow High School.

" Almost done, I just have to, put everything I have left in the heart of the school, then press the button." I muttered, putting myself to work.

In less than five minutes a small mountain of explosives with the principal's personal laptop on it is decorating the heart of Winslow High School ... the popular girls' bathroom. Honestly, it's no surprise that a bathroom is the central room at Winslow High School.

" Ancona once I use a bathroom to get into my personal reality." I grudgingly muttered. Putting a 10-minute stopwatch on the laptop.

" Here it is, the plan I press send, the PRT gets my message even if they take it seriously no one even Velocity can get there in time and stop the explosion.

I have 10 minutes to get into personal reality, I take off my clothes, using the cosmic key enhancement to return to the luxury hotel bathroom.

I put on the hotel robe, being wet I will make it look like I just took a shower.

I make a phone call to the room-service, ordered a desert like some kind of late night meal, open the door and the waiter sees me simultaneously Winslow High School explodes, I get an alibi that I wouldn't even need, but better safe than sorry." I repeated the plan, helping myself visualize the steps I needed to take to complete this task to the best of my ability.

" Start! " I shouted, hitting the enter key, activating the stopwatch, running out of here.

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POV Narrator

Ten minutes later, the stopwatch reached zero.

All the explosives went off simultaneously bringing heroic hell to this corrupt "school."

The girls' bathroom was vaporized in a thousand different ways, destroying any trace of a stopwatch or countdown.

All the closets exploded as if they were volcanoes.

The lockers and their contents went everywhere, on the ceiling, on the floor, on the wall, inside the wall, especially the locker doors that were pushed into the walls or other lockers thanks to the explosions.

The less said about the classrooms and the principal's office the better for everyone.

But most importantly started a terrible chemical fire that burns five times faster and more powerful than a normal fire.

Corridors covered in gasoline and chemicals, decorated with small explosives, ravaged the floor.

If the terrible chemical fire combined with the explosions weren't enough, the most powerful High-tech bombs compromised the stability of the building, causing it to break into four separate pieces, literally.

Apparently the literal foundation of Winslow High School wasn't remotely stable at all.

In part the building collapsed in on itself, but it didn't put out the fire, in fact it gave the fire more food to grow bigger.

In some supernatural way from above the rubble of Winslow High School resembles a very famous symbol of hatred in Nazi Germany.

Harold Holmes-Hebert is an artistic dynamiter of the first order and doesn't even realize it.

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Simultaneously, ten minutes later, when the countdown reaches zero.

Harold with only a white bathrobe on is standing at the door of his hotel room smiling and chatting with a beautiful waitress, who is bringing him his newly ordered plan, a chocolate cake with extra pana.

Once the maid is gone, closing the door, leaving Harold alone with a sleepy Taylor and a very expensive cake.

What did Harold do, he smiled, smiled devilishly as if he were the bastard son of Light Yagami and Lelouch vi Britannia ...

" Tonight was fun, still shaking thanks to the adrenaline coursing through my veins. I wonder what I will do next time? " He stated before grabbing a slice of cake and eating it. Savoring the taste of victory.

Ladies and Gentlemen, this is the hero of this story ...

Continued ...

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Benefits / Article Jumpchain obtained:

Anti-Hitman (Hitman)(Free): If your job or your environment gets a little bloody, it's possible that you won't be able to make it. If so, this perk allows you to hold back the disgust and shock from death, ensuring that you will never be squeamish and may have extreme levels of self-discipline.

Your death will be tailor-made (Hitman)(Free): It wouldn't be Hitman without the classic suit. You have one that includes black suit, white shirt, red tie, leather gloves. You also have an avaricious white suit with white gloves. These are perfectly comfortable regardless of the environment, perfectly tailored to you however your body changes, seems to have room for a hidden holster. Wearing this suit, or at least touching it, allows you to store, remove or retrieve the hair you would have in an instant. These suits clean themselves practically as soon as it is sheared off, if that is convenient for you. Keep those red dots away from your flawless attire.

Code 39 Barcode (Hitman)(Free):A very obvious tattoo might be a problem for some, but not for Agent 47 and not for you anymore. This item manifests as a tattoo or similar mark of your favorite design somewhere on your body, by default a barcode on the back of your being obvious, such a decoration somehow never gets noticed by anyone clearly visible to those you do. You can use this marking for an undeniable indicator that you are who you claim to be, and this cannot be impersonated or replicated. You could have it act as a security key if you wish.

Stealth (Thief) (Free): You have the training and knowledge to pace yourself and stay in the shadows. You automatically know how much light or how much shade/darkness you are in. It is almost impossible to detect you if you stay in the shadows. This comes with additional knowledge of clubbing someone over the head, putting them out of action immediately.

Stealth Clothes (Thief) (50): Just like Garret you have a custom fitting and custom clothing that emphasizes stealth. The style is up to you, but they are almost always dull colors, so don't stand out in daylight or in the shadows. These clothes will never be uncomfortable, or snag on anything that might snag on regular clothes, and will never make noise as you move. You can import any piece of clothing to benefit from these effects. If you wish, you can import any armor or clothing you own and get the benefits listed above.

Short Bow & Quiver (Thief) (50): This is a small self-contained bow made of badger, it has enough strength to allow you to use your full strength without breaking in half. If broken, it will automatically repair itself within a day. The quiver is a small case that clips onto your back. The quiver can hold up to 100 arrows/bolts despite its small size. The quiver will hold your bullets even when turned upside down and will never be removed unless you wish. If you wish, you can import any ranged weapon and quiver you own and it will get the benefits listed above.

Blackjack (Thief) (50): This weapon is a small, easily concealed club consisting of a leather-wrapped lead weight attached to the end of a rigid leather-covered rod, with a strap at the end opposite the weight. If broken, it will automatically repair itself within a day. If you wish, you may import any melee weapon you own and it will gain the benefits listed above.

Medical Coat (Assassin's Creed) (50): specially woven fibers that harden in response to physical injury, clotting blood, bone splints, and a variety of other battle scars. Not enough to heal, but enough to suffocate.

Proof Materials (Assassin's Creed) (50): snug as a bug in summer or winter. Clothes are now flame retardant, frost resistant, water resistant, shock resistant and easier to clean than ever before.

Hidden Pockets (Assassin's Creed)(50): you always have somewhere else to hide snacks, notes, air, keys, knives and so on. Only a full stripping will take them away from you.

Computer Hub (Personal Reality) (50): a top-of-the-line mainframe / supercomputer with additional basic equipment, such as scanners (2D and 3D, standard and poster size) and printers (color, black and white, bulk printer, 3D printer, project printer) and binding equipment. It seamlessly assimilates all updates made. Comes with the operating system of your choice, be it Windows, Linux, Android, iOS, etc. You and each companion will receive their own personal desktop computer, laptop and tablet. If you have central control and robots, they are connected to an internal intranet. With the extranet, all computers in the personal reality are also connected to the internet. All consumables (filament, paper, ink) must be provided by the Jumper, but if you have the Mall, you can always find a print store inside without having to assign one of your slots to it.

Pocket Watch (Wonderland No More) (50): A silver watch decorated with an hourglass engraved on the case. If you rewind the clock, you will increase the speed/speed until the clock finishes unwinding or an hour has passed. You can also stop the effect of the clock immediately by closing the case.

Hacking (Watch_Dogs 2)(Free): Let's face it, if you live in this world for the next 10 years you'll be able to hack computers. You're not a genius but you can certainly hold your own, enough to attract the attention of the authorities, DedSec and Blume cybersecurity. Your skills will improve with practice, but expect to get into more than strange trouble.

Smartphone (Watch_Dogs 2)(100): Ultimate smartphone with free and unlimited calls and data.

Preloaded with:

Nudle Maps : map of the city you're in. Post jump updates, also fantasy world.

Search : archive of all the patterns / creation codes you learn or buy.

App Shop : good for time-wasting games and a billion other fairly useless apps.

Media Player : plays any audio or video file.

SongSneak : steals audio files from other people's smartphones and computers.

NetView : augmented reality view that highlights any hackable system or device.

For 100 CP it will include specialized apps:

Driver SF : similar to Uber but fakes a license for you so you can take jobs and earn some extra money.

Scout X : identifies hotspots and places of interest. Also used by social engineering botnets.

Know-It-All : provides tips and advice on computers and security systems, providing a small bonus to hacking and breaching& entering type activities.

On-demand cars : all purchased or stolen vehicles can be "summoned". A matching vehicle is hacked to answer your phone, its location is displayed on your Nudle Maps app.

Resource Generator (Toaruverse) (100): Buying materials and resources costs too much time and manpower, especially if the materials or resources you need are limited or rare. Get a warehouse full of materials and resources, no matter how rare the need to build the technology you want. It replenishes the used materials every twenty-four hours after you take it out of the warehouse, also it records and replenishes all the materials you add in your warehouse. After the jump it would become an additional component of the warehouse or would be inserted near the starting location.

Workshop (Personal Reality)(100): Each purchase of this adds to your Personal Reality Workshop needed to perform a specific type of craft, which must be specified at the time of purchase. Comes with a basic set of tools and supplies. Good for fixing or creating all sorts of things, though any complex parts or non-standard supplies will need to be brought in from the outside. Additional purchases can add different types of workshops to your personal reality or expand existing ones. Anything built in one of those workshops is supported fiat to be restored to its original condition within 48 hours if damaged or destroyed.