Prolonged: The passerby
My name is chelsie calvis and I live in the mind's of imagination.
It all started year's ago where a baby from china develop a metasuper ability that allow's him to glow brightly hence making him the first to have an ability that soon to be called a quirk.
Soon after him several people started to develop this type of ability causing both great development in science and biology as well as chaos and riots among people around the world.
I was one of those first people who got awakened there quirk. I was at the mississippi river near at st louis skipping rock's and practicing my balance to mot fall in which I emmidiently develop my very own quirk.
It took a form of a door that has a weird distorted shape as well as mixed different colors. being a curious girl that I am I decided open the door in which helps me discover my quirk.
My quirk where I named it [ Imagination door ]. A quirk that allows me to conjure a door that travel's through the imagination of any santient living beings capable of making there own imagination.
At first I was having with my quirk and use it to make my life easier by going through the imagination of people via dreams, imagination through reading any litarature, daydream's or any body that is just imagining random things. heck even animal's that I didn't know even have imagination.
At first it was a fun time until I descover my quirk's limitations. in which it also cause me my life.
My first limitations on imagination door is that when I am in someone's imagination's I can do anything I want in there except the creator of the imagination. the one who created the imagination that I went through will have absolute control over his/ her imagination no matter what I can do so if the original creator of his/her imagination saw me and wants to get rid of me all it has to do is to think of me to dissapear and that's it. I'm done I will just dissapear.
I can only affect the small part of that imagination if the creator doesn't notice, see me or is conciouse so I can only do is to just observe.
The second limitation of my quirk is that I could not bring or change anything about myself if I leave a person's imagination to the real world as it will just vanish or dissapear out of existance.
And finally the third and last limitation of my ability is that if a person who created the imagination I was in ever stop imagining it I only have 5 second's to recreate the door before it collapse or vanish in which I will dissapear allong with it making ne as if I was never existed.
I knew this limitations and link them down and use them at ny advantage in which I can use to myself. I use my quirk to my own gain sometimes teleporting to any nearby bank and steal it before conjuring my door to dissapear.
I mask myself and make myself unnoticed by others world wide to prevent them from finding in which I enjoy both my life in reality and imagination using money to steal as much but not to much to let do whatever I want without expenses and enjoy my time at someone else's imagination to my amusement.
Over all I have a quit fun life and didn't steal anymore cause I am louded with cash... well that should have been until I was strike by cancer.
I was struck by heart cancer all of a sudden causing me to be at the hospital to be cured but in that year tge cure for cancer still isn't discovered making me in the hospital for the rest of my life.
I used the money I stole from tge bank for the bill's for my emmidient treatment but all of it is on for failure. isn't this ironic eh? tge one day I stole a whole four hundred thousand sixty eight hundred dollars to just waste it all due to cancer isn't it like karma.
But that's not just the worse of it the doctor who notice my sudden increase of money did a few Investigation and call a few Investigator to know of the cause in which causing me to be exposed to the reason of an international theft because of my quirk. Oh how life has been fun for.
Because of this I was chained on my bed and was now bond that when the doctor's cure me I will be directed to 50 or more years in prison for robbery of dozen's of bank's making me absolute despirate at my choice.
In this time I kinda regreted stealing bank's for easy money because of my quirk causing me to be in bed this whole years until I notice my cancer started to get worsen.
I started to look at the hospital bed in regret as I imagine what would life would have been if I just decided to be normal with my ability to travel to imagination's until suddenly it stroke me.
Imagination. my imagination. if it is possible then I can use my quirk again to not only to travel into a person's imagination's but also by my imagination.
I don't if it will work as I haven't tried it yet so with a determined face and with my dying body I want to escape and be alive I want to live abd never suffer any consiquence's and so with my weaken almost at death's doors breath I activate my quirk to create a massive that that lets me to travel through my imagination in which it succeded.
I was finally free. I de- materialize's the hospital as well as the handcuffs as well as to imagine to cure my cancer. I was now free from my worrie's.
No one will find me as I am now at my imagination I will have everything I ever wanted as I am the absolute ruller and I can finally enjoy ny life my... some what immortal life.
It was a few years ago that I did this trick causing me to enjoy every sibgle day of my time until I notice my second quirk's limitations.
I can never bring or change anything when I am going back in the real world meaning if I leave my imagination realm then my cancer and my age will rapidly come back to me and die making me immortal here where everyone else not making me alone, unfulfilled and a bit of hollow.
The fact that you will be stuck at your mind forever as everyone else improve's and grow, the fact that you can have everything you ever wanted without even lifting a finger and the fact that you might live than everyone else while hiding in this world I created felt hallow to me.
Even though I can make my very own friends here but the fact that they are just imaginary and not real makes me very sad and a little crazy as my perception at what's real and what's not has totally shatter's me. causing me to be a little manic as well as my realm.
I could not be in the real world anymore as I am just an imagination an imagination that once I leave at where my place be I will dissapear and couldn't existed making me just an imagination of someone or my own mind.
End of prolonged.