I was sitting in the PRT's detainment cell. They were all very nice. Asking me if I would stay for 'observation'. I agreed. It wasn't that much of an imposition. I sat and thought. My other self was reading to Riley, and that was a good distraction. Both of us focusing on the information in her book made it easier to understand.
My evil clone had collapsed once I started draining him. It didn't take long before the source of power I tapped into vanished completely - drained away to nothing. All that was left was a body that was apparently brain dead. Of course the Protectorate was worried that I was the Butcher XV. I wasn't. I didn't even have a voice of the clone I'd apparently eaten.
I figured it was better to stay on their good side. So in the cell I sat, thinking about what I had gotten from the fight.
My newest trait was, once again, infuriatingly vague.
[Memories of ?
?.]
I mean seriously? What gives? I'm guessing it was my clone's memories. Probably. I mean, what other memories could it be? Noelle's? Regardless, it didn't seem to do anything - aside from mocking me from my status page.
I had plenty of time to think, so I tried to get some ranks in parahuman lore. I hadn't had any success.
With little else to do, I went over my quest log.
Passing on the Torch - Next on my list. As soon as I get in contact with Dragon I can hand over Mr. Price's tech.
Best Served Cold - One day.
Stay Off The Path - Easy to maintain. Completing it? I didn't know. It was an ongoing sort of thing, so there wasn't a clear finish line. Perhaps if I could survive the confrontation? No hurry to test my luck there.
Scion - Yeah... still no idea what I'm supposed to do or how.
A Hero's Legacy - Even worse.
Defusing - Capturing some people in Madison and hauling them back here is going to take time. Especially if I couldn't inventory them. Y'know... Riley just needs their brains... It would be safer to just bring those than having more Simurgh Bombs running around... No, I'm going to go around murdering people. Unfortunately, it's not like I'd find any brains just lying around. The details will take some work, but Riley might have some suggestions.
What Can Change The Nature of a Shard? - Highest priority. Charisma might help.
Heartbroken - Can't happen while I'm hiding away in New York. Can't stop hiding while Jack's out there. So this is on the back burner.
Spilling Secrets - I'd gotten this one from completing 'Excuses'.
[Spilling Secrets
You lied to the Protectorate about being Tex, but you left the door open for revealing things only he knew. Knowledge is power. If you try to wield yours, make sure it's not a double-edged blade.
Success: exp, reputation changes]
So what information could 'Tex' have told 'Pixel'?
There's the obvious. What happened in Brooke's Creek. What happened with the Fallen. Those the PRT could verify somewhat. I doubt there'd be any downside for me.
Then there's the sensitive. Jack was a Master. Siberian is a Projection. Bonesaw is 'dead'. Not sure how I'd, or rather how Tex could have come up with that information. Jack being a Master could be explained by Tex growing immune. It'd let the Protectorate make better choices. It could also allow Jack to do the same. I was banking on Gamer's Mind and my new Lucky Perks to keep him from realizing the truth from me. Other people? Not so much. A Jack with full conscious control over his power could mean the end of the world. If he could influence parahumans all over the globe or something...
This is too much. Let's go over another piece of information. What are the ramifications of something else?
The Siberian. I can now control my summons from across the city. Siberian's Master must have a much greater range. He or she might not even know what Sibby is doing. Or they might be under Jack's influence as well. I don't see how this information would benefit anyone, or how Tex would know it.
Bonesaw. Her being dead or missing will come out soon enough. Unless I want Tex to claim the bounty or fame for killing Riley, what good would it do? No. Anything about Riley stays a secret, no matter how innocuous. I'm not taking any risks there.
How to handle Jack? That was the question.
A flurry of notifications suddenly came in. Most of them were negative reputation gains. Hmmm... I think I recognize these names. Yeah, these are capes I've met in the past, most from the Behemoth fight. There are also a few from the last round of reputation gains.
Why? Something must have happened? My evil clone somehow? No, these people wouldn't be in a single place. They must've gotten news about me... or rather, my clone's activities must've made it to PHO. I need to check.
That's when a familiar name flashed in front of me.
* -100 reputation with the Slaughterhouse Nine.
* +150 reputation with Jack Slash.
Fuck.
Sundancer couldn't sleep. It had been more than 24 hours and she couldn't come to a decision. Did she trust Pixel? Yes. Noelle was cured. That was proof enough. Pixel hadn't asked much of them. He had a job in Boston, but he was willing to pay. It was something they'd gotten used to as mercenaries/villains. A job meant food. Not that they had that large of a shopping bill anymore.
So she trusted him, but enough to mess around with her mind? Sure, Bit would have to perform a surgery at one point, but that felt different somehow. Off in the future, not the sudden clarity that Pixel's tech had forced on her. That was the crux of the issue. He could affect her mind. Was it safe to let him do so? Were these doubts something implanted by the Simurgh? Something to make them push away offered help?
Marissa rolled over. She just couldn't find an answer.
There was the other bombshell that Pixel and Tex were the same person. That meant that Pixel was not only a Tinker, but an indestructible Brute. She could no longer hurt him if she tried. Increasing Tex's power felt... like a betrayal in some sense. Like Pixel had gotten her to rid him of a vulnerability under the guise of someone else.
Yes. That was the thought that wouldn't go away. The one squirming around in the back of her skull. How could she trust someone that wasn't a member of their team? Someone that wasn't from THEIR earth?
Sure, Pixel's hidden Thinker knew everything, and thus so did Pixel, but he hadn't been there. He hadn't gone through the hell they had. As long as Pixel hid that from her, she couldn't trust him.
But he had told her in the end.
Could it be that simple? She thought about it.
Yes. If Pixel unmasked to everyone else. If he told them he and Tex were somehow one and the same...
Then she would trust him to suppress the Simurgh's song.
A smile came to her as she fell asleep. All the while, a small part of her brain whispered that he'd never do such a thing. That she'd be betrayed in the end.
I didn't want to tell Riley about Jack's reputation change. Even with Gamer's Mind, I couldn't help but worry. It's at times like these that it really hits home. This may be my life now, one big video game, but my mom was dead. I couldn't talk to her, have her comfort me, or even get a single word of wisdom again.
*Depression condition negated by Gamer's Mind.
Aaaaand there I go back again. It felt like that Greek dude who had to push a rock up a hill over and over. Syphilis? No, I think he was the liver guy. Or was that Prometheus? I know I'm getting it wrong somehow. My point is, once I start thinking about what's going to happen, my thoughts spiral out of control. Jack is going to show up. He'll brainwash Riley. Convince her to be Bonesaw again. Expose me. He doesn't need to physically hurt me to end my life.
*Depression condition negated by Gamer's Mind.
And now I feel fine again. I can't concentrate on what he'll do. I need to think... No. He won't show up. We aren't worth his time. He'll go around amusing himself with other sick pursuits. New York is too big a target for him.
*Self-delusion condition negated by Gamer's Mind.
Fuck you Gamer's Mind! I can't even pretend everything is going to be alright.
Deep breath...
Even though I don't need to breathe...
Don't think of it as an uphill battle. It's a reset. Purposely ignoring a problem is a bad idea anyways.
If I can't trick myself that everything will be okay, how about I convince myself? I can teleport. Jack isn't a threat to me. If he shows up I can end him, or at least run away. Lucky Screen is leveling up like crazy. Jack won't make the perfect decision. He'll dodge left when he should've gone right and I'll have him. Danger sense will let me see it coming. Riley will be safe. I won't be alone.
Anything?
I small smile comes to my face. I do feel a little better. I'm stronger now. Put me in a sealed room with Jack and I'd wipe the floor with him. Crawler is a threat, but only to innocent people. Riley can take him. I... can run away. Mannequin will trigger my Danger Sense. The Siberian won't hurt Riley or me, hopefully. She might not have a choice, but worse comes to worst I'll Power Drain her. At the end of the day, she's the product of a power and I can shut those off. I've already killed Hatchet Face and Shatterbird. Doing it again won't be hard... though flight is still an issue. It's fine. I can teleport now. Shatterbird is fragile. Hell, I could even help Mimi. If I suppress her urges, she might switch sides. Barring that, I'm immune to fire.
Yeah, their biggest advantage is knowledge, but I win there. Even if he shouts my sins from the rooftop, I'm Pixel now. My cover is... fairly solid. He must have recognized my face. That face was currently in an undisclosed PRT facility. He wouldn't even come after ME. Even if he did, if worse comes to worse, we can run and hide. My clone was insane and he pulled it off pretty well. New York is huge. Plus, if it comes to it, I can bite the bullet and accept what I've done. As long as they know Riley's story, how Jack brainwashed her, how he Masters people... Then she'll be fine.
Besides, there's a reason I came to New York. Legend is here. The New York Protectorate is strong. Cauldron is strong, probably. The Elite are strong.
I'm in the perfect position to plan a counter-offense.
Agent John Hope walked through the New York PRT base. It was 3 A.M. He was tired, but when the director phones you in person, you come in. He tried not to yawn. It was policy to have a 'main' handler for interactions with independent heroes. The decision had come from on-high that Pixel was a hero, despite his association with the Elite.
Not that such a thing had stopped a few other capes - Impetus and Uppercrust being the two other examples. The New York cell's leader was deemed too vital to Endbringer defense to antagonize. Impetus had a lot of good will left from his time as a ward. Plus, despite being the leaders of what could arguably be called New York's largest villain gang - the two of them had never committed a crime. At least not in a way that could be proven in a court of law.
It was similar to old crime organizations of the past. They never got their hands dirty, but they had to know what the rest of their gang did at times. Not that the Elite did any major crimes. Protection and racketeering were their major illegal activities. All of it street level. None of which could be traced back to the higher ups.
Agent Hope rubbed his face. He was sleepy and his mind was wandering. Not the optimal time to perform an interview, but Pixel had requested one. After being told he was free to leave, and that Butcher's body was brain-dead, he said he had some information he wanted to share.
Thus, John had been woken up in the middle of the night to be a friendly face.
He entered the interrogation room where Pixel was currently located. The hero sat at the table. His armor hid him well. John wondered if he was asleep in there. "Good morning, Pixel."
"Good morning agent Hope." Ah, good. He remembered his name. Score one for the handler program.
John put his PRT issued recorder on the table and pressed a button. The click and soft hum indicated that it was working. "This is Agent John Hope, I am speaking with the independent hero Pixel." He looked up at the parahuman. "You said that you had some information that you wanted to share with us?"
"Indeed." Pixel nodded. "Tex, or the Butcher as he was recently known told me a great many things. I think he would approve of me passing said information to the PRT. A last will and testament if you would."
"I understand." 3rd hand information wasn't typically treated with a lot of weight. Too many details could get lost along the way. It was also very easy for false information to be spread - either by malice of accident.
"To start with, Tex's name was Kevin Greenhouse. He lived in Brooke's Creek - a small town in Texas - until the Slaughterhouse Nine visited." John could figuratively feel his classification level rise. This was not the sort of information he was expecting. It woke him up better than a pot of coffee. "It was there that he triggered. He was given a choice, join or die, and he chose to live."
Pixel spoke at length about Brooke's Creek, the Slaughterhouse Nine, and the Fallen. It seemed that he had learned a great many details from Kevin.
"And you don't know where this compound is located?"
Pixel shook his head. "Kevin did not remember the roads. Nor did he have a good grasp of distance. All he could say for certain was that it was between Brooke's Creek and Shreveport."
"I see. It shouldn't be very difficult to corroborate these events." John made a final note on his pad. "After that, he attended the Behemoth fight, came to New York, and encountered you?"
"That's right. I believe I found him shortly after he killed the previous Butcher."
John shook his head. "What a waste." If what Pixel said was true, Kevin had gone through hell. How could someone stay sane after all of that? An adaptive Trump... dead because of an unfortunate encounter with the Butcher. Wilkins might say it was an acceptable trade, but John couldn't find himself to be that cold.
"There is one more detail that I need to share." The cape paused. "It's only speculation, but I think I owe it to Kevin to voice his concerns in his place. Before say it out loud, I ask that we stop the audio recording."
"Why?"
"This is something that, if true, must be kept a secret. A secret from nearly everyone."
The Agent raised an eyebrow, but stopped his recorder. "Please continue."
"Kevin was certain that Jack Slash possessed a Master ability. He was adamant that he grew resistant to any attack, and that he could slowly feel Jack's manipulations start to fade." John didn't have a response. "I understand that this is something that might cause even more of a panic, so it's not a theory I state lightly. He was sure that it was only this resistance that allowed him to flee. Furthermore, he only opened up to me after learning about my shielding technology."
John's eyebrows furrowed. "Why?"
"He said that it wasn't only a compulsion, but like Jack could read his mind. Read the minds of all of the Slaughterhouse Nine." Pixel shook his head. "Kevin was afraid of word getting out of what Jack could do. That if he didn't feel the need to hide his true ability, that things would only get worse."
John felt a lump in his throat. "Why are you telling me then?"
"Because, Kevin figured out his weakness." Pixel's eyes seemed to bore into him, despite being hidden behind his helmet. "Jack Slash's Thinker ability only works on parahumans. Kevin's evidence was circumstantial at best, but I believed him. I'm telling you in the hope that you will keep this information safe. It's pure conjecture, but..."
John nodded. "No need to say more. We have memetic hazard protocols that can cover a situation such as this." He glanced at his stopped recorder. "Is there anything else?"
"I..." Pixel seemed to pause. "No. Nothing else."
*Spilling Secrets complete! +1,000 exp. +100 reputation with the PRT.
With any luck that will make Jack's life more difficult. Even a stray bullet to the knee could cripple him now that he didn't have Bonesaw. Speaking of Riley, I have to tell her. Jack's a bigger threat to her than to me. She's strong. Stronger than me. Her initial reaction wasn't fear, it was anger. If anyone can prepare themselves for Jack, it's her.
Plus in the morning I'm spending all my ability points. All of them. Now's the time.
I leave the PRT building, deploy another teleportation pad, and vanish. Too bad it still isn't dawn yet. I kinda wanted a crowd. I have just enough time to catch a nap before Riley gets up.
...
"Good morning Kevin!" Riley finally finished getting ready for the day.
"Good morning Riley."
She narrowed her eyes. "You sound worried. What is it? Is it your evil clone? How'd the stakeout go?"
I think I need level acting more. "The clone's been handled, but there's something else. Let's go to the base. There's a thread on PHO you need to see." Or at least I'm assuming there's one by now. It's possible Mannequin hacked the PRT's docbase or something, but there was simpler explanation for how I got those reputation changes. The Slaughterhouse Nine must heave read about 'Tex/Butcher XIV' on Parahumans Online.
...
"Wow, your clone was crazy. Who do you think it was talking about?"
"I don't know. Me? It seemed confused, so it might have gotten lost." I know I did when I arrived in the city. "It might've wanted to kill me, but couldn't find me." It wasn't so long ago that I was scared that my evil clone was some unstoppable force hell-bent on killing me. The tape made me less paranoid about how Power Drain had killed it and the new trait I'd picked up. If it was influencing me, surely I'd care about 'Him' more. Still, why was it torturing random people and how did the PRT know who was next?
"It's not so bad. Sure, it killed that guy, but how many people die each minute in a city this big." Riley scoffed. "It's not a problem."
"Actually..."
My 'little sister' raised an eyebrow. "What is it Kevin?"
"Look at the time. This got posted after the PRT took the body of my clone into custody. About that time, I got a lot of notifications. Capes I met during the Behemoth fight. I lost a lot of reputation."
She shrugged. "So what? Who cares what those losers think? Let them insult my big brother to my face!"
"It's not that." Should I give her Gamer's Mind before dropping this bombshell? Yeah. I nearly had a panic attack, and I'd rather save Riley from that shock. For all her anger and confidence, that 'Deep-seeded Fear' debuff persists. "I'm going to give you Gamer's Mind for now, okay?"
Riley crossed her arms. "Why do I need it now? Is there something you're not telling me?"
**Riley is worried.
I see her eyes go wide.
**Riley is panicked.
She's too smart for her own good. I already have the connection formed, and I push Gamer's Mind before things get worse. The effect is almost instantaneous.
**Riley is calm.
"Yes, there's one other thing. I got a notification about Jack."
Riley stared straight ahead without blinking. "Oh." She then closed her eyes and slapped her cheeks. "Right. We need to prepare. I'll have to overhaul the surgery gear. Make sure there's no silicon in the building."
"Do you want me to drop Gamer's Mind?"
"Fuck no!" Riley shook her head. "I'd rant and rave. This way I can at least be productive."
"All right. I talked with the Protectorate. I think I got on their good side, and they might help us if Jack arrives."
"Yeah." She nodded. "That makes sense."
"Before then, I'm going to spend my saved up points."
"Luck?"
I shook my head. "I'm really curious as to what the later Luck Perks are, but I'm going to go with Charisma."
She gave a slight frown. "I know I suggested that, but I'm not so sure anymore. It won't help against Jack."
"I think it will. My mini-map is a pretty good early warning system, but I think Charisma has the potential to be that and more. If a higher charisma means getting notifications about people from farther away, then it's a sense that's hard to circumvent." Though Perception would also be a good bet, but normal gains in it most likely wouldn't result in superhuman capabilities.
"Hmmm..." Riley hummed to herself and frowned. "Do you think the notification about Jack was because of your increased Charisma?"
I shook my head. "No. I don't think reputation updates have a distance limit." And boy, did that promise to be annoying in the future. "Just given the choice between more defense, offense, or information - I think we have to choose the latter." I also was hoping that this would help with the quest I had for Riley. No point in evading Jack if I couldn't help her.
"Alright. Let me watch."
"Sure, I'll do it right now."
"No! I mean let me watch!" She held out a palm. "Make me a scalpel and I can see what changes it makes to your brain."
Oh. Well... I don't have a counter argument for that. I suppressed a sigh. Last time was so weird! "Okay. I'll have my clone suit up and go to the clinic. It should open today." Oh, that means that Riley's mundane medical supplies should arrive soon too!
...
*New Perk Available: Ears of Babel
[Ears of Babel
You can understand the majority of all communications. Unlocks other Cha perks.]
Like all of my Perks, the description was so vague as to be almost pointless. Just what did my power consider 'communication'? Obviously reading emotions fell under that, but what else?
Kevin ► The Cha perk just became available.
Kevin ► 'You can understand the majority of all communications.'
Riley ► Interesting. You think you could hear radio waves or stuff like that?
Kevin ► Probably.
She raised an interesting possibility. I hadn't thought about the more mundane communications that were used.
Kevin ► I was thinking it would let me understand other languages.
Riley ► Oh yeah. That's nifty.
With 15 more points in charisma, I was noticing more and more notifications. The secretary was slightly uncomfortable in her seat. The nurse checking vitals was relaxed and open. Reading people was becoming simpler and simpler. My clone had just let the first two people into the regeneration pods.
Kevin ► As interesting as hearing radio waves and speaking other languages would be, I think it might be confusing.
Riley ► I see adjustments in your brain already. Do you notice any differences yet?
Kevin ► Yeah, the number of notifications I'm getting has increased. I'm also getting them for weaker emotions. Small passive ones instead of the spikes that usually come through.
Riley ► Interesting. Do you think you should continue with Cha?
Kevin ► I don't think I'm liable to run out of summons now that I realized I can store them. So Int and Wis for MP don't seem as attractive as they once did.
Riley ► If you want physical improvements just ask!
Kevin ► I think my defenses are good, and more HP won't help against things that I don't resist.
No matter how much HP I had, Sundancer could've killed me. Endbringers are worse, so I'm not going to try tanking one any time soon.
Kevin ► Perception might be helpful, but I think it and Charisma are fulfilling similar roles. If I had to choose, I'd go with the more esoteric sense.
Riley ► So Luck or Charisma?
Kevin ► Yeah. I still don't know what effect 'Luck' has aside from boosting all mental stats in regards to powers.
Kevin ► Heck, it probably boosts physical ones as well if I had any Perks that were dependent on those.
Riley ► So Luck will make your summons stronger?
Kevin ► I raised the max I could assign to each stat to more than I can spend a long time ago. I'd have to have a Summoning level of... 6 to even approach the max in one of the stats.
Riley ► So that's a 'no'.
Kevin ► Think so. If I had some spare Perks, I'd be interested in seeing the next Lucky Perk.
Kevin ► Lucky Fate and Lucky Screen seemed to throw the Protectorate for a loop.
Riley ► You have one open right?
Kevin ► That's right.
Riley ► Then you need to save it for a Tinker ability!
Kevin ► I agree. Also, since all Luck does is boost other stats, I guess I should go with Charisma for the passive effect.
Riley ► I think it seems safer than artificiality making yourself smarter.
Kevin ► That was something I was worried about early on, not as much now.
Riley ► Okay! Dump them all in at once! I want to see a big change!
Kevin ► If you say so...
I assigned the remaining 31 points to Cha.
**Riley is calm.
**Riley is curious.
**Riley is excited.
**Riley is calm.
**Riley is happy.
Okay. That's a bit much. But this should work. I'd always gotten notifications about Jack more easily than anyone else. If this expanded my range or sensitivity, then it should be a good early warning system. The notifications came quicker than ever. I tried not to focus on them. I didn't need to read them to know what they said.
"Okay, I'm done. Let me put everything back together real quick!"
My physical deformity debuff improves before vanishing again. I sit up and stretch. "I'm still surprised you can get any information from just watching my brain."
"You could say that I'm getting pretty good at 'fuzzy logic'." Riley makes air quotes before giggling.
I don't get the joke, but she seems to be feeling better. I guess Gamer's Mind and surgery is a good way for her to take her mind off of things. "Hey, Riley, I'm going to drop Gamer's Mind. Ok?"
She nods. "Yeah, I'm ready." I let the connection fade, and her face twists into a scowl. "Let that muffin-head come! I'll show him!"
"So my clone might go with the Travelers to beat up Blasto and take his stuff." I kinda felt bad for the guy, he might be a villain, but he might also be nice. Eh, we'll play it by ear. "I was thinking that right now is a good time for you to experiment."
Riley perks up. "Oh?"
"You should get your supplies soon, and I'll get to find out if my changer power can do a make over. Since I can summon a new clone for testing that, I figure that you can enjoy yourself."
Riley's eyes twinkle. I have my clone teleport into the lab while I summon a pegasus. She throws her arms in the air and lets out a high-pitched squeal before running over and hugging the horse. I nod to myself as I leave the operating room. Man, I hope I don't regret this. I have enough traumatic memories already.
At least the clone can half-meditate to maintain the healing pods. That will keep him, er, me distracted from the minutia of Riley's fun. Not that it's unpleasant being under the knife. I'm just not 100% sold on becoming an amalgamated creature - even temporarily. In the meantime, I'll spend the day at the clinic. Even if the Slaughterhouse Nine are on their way, I still need to work. Not for the money, but to show what a valuable asset I am. The more allies I have, the safer Riley and I will be. Of course, I'll be having a gnome play video games between Observing guests. I wonder if I'll get anything special for leveling my skill to 30.
[Kevin Greenhouse (Killer/Pixel)
The Gamer
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Race: Human (Parahuman)
Faction: The Elite
Title: Orator (+50% to communication checks)
Level: 21 (20,500/21,000 Exp)
Mover: 8
Shaker: 2
Brute: 5
Breaker: 10
Master: 5
Tinker: 0
Blaster: 0
Thinker: 8
Striker: 0
Changer: 1
Trump: 9
Stranger: 9
HP: 580
MP: 260
Primary Attributes
STR: 65
AGI: 32
CON: 70
INT: 24
PER: 22
WIS: 20
CHA: 81
LUC: 100
Unspent Points: 0
Traits:
Gamer's Body lvl Max
Gamer's Mind lvl Max
Observe lvl 4
Inventory lvl 2
Party System
Transposition lvl 2
Multiplayer
Memories of ?
Unique Summons (1/8)
Riley's Zero Suit - 0 Str. 25 Dex. 10 Con. Lucky Fate lvl 1. Lucky Screen lvl 1. Observe lvl 2. Party. Malleable.
Perks Selected (7/8):
Rapid Regeneration lvl 2
Summoning lvl 4
Lucky Fate lvl 3
Lucky Screen lvl 3
Power Drain lvl 3
Teleportation lvl 3
Danger Sense lvl 3
Perks Available:
Solid as a Rock
Fire Control
Silica Control
Juggernaut
Strength Enhancement
Pain Control
Shaping
Debuff Control
Momentum
Ears of Babel
Skills:
Acting: 23
Athletics: 21
Basic Academics: 5
Biology: 9
Computers: 1
Cooking: 4
Craft (Armor) 1
Damage Resistance (Acid): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Disease): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Electricity): 65 - 99.3%
Damage Resistance (Gravity): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Heat): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Light): 64 - 99.25%
Damage Resistance (Magnetism): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Physical): 50 - 98.1%
Damage Resistance (Poison): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Radiation): 100 - 100%
Meditation: 66
Melee Weapon: 17
Pain Resistance: 87 - 99.9405%
Parahuman Lore: 20
Ranged Weapon: 21
Resistance (Light): 100 - 100%
Resistance (Nullification): 8 - 40%
Resistance (Spacial): 34 - 96.5%
Resistance (Temporal): 26 - 95.7%
Stealth: 9
Unarmed Combat: 32
Video Games: 29
Ongoing Quests:
Passing on the Torch
Best Served Cold
Stay Off The Path
Scion
A Hero's Legacy
Defusing 1/5 0/5 0/5
What Can Change The Nature of a Shard?
Heartbroken
Debuffs:
None]