~ Death for a Day ~
Would you think having powers in a hero vs villain centric society would be all fine and dandy especially when you have some very cool or OP powers?
No, TV lied to you.
Behind all the glamor and sparkly images these capes portray everyday, it's not all sunshine and rainbows. Heroes are still human. Imagine saving someone only for them to die in your arms. That's gonna scar you for some time. Or a Villain doing a crime just to get by in life, knowing that you are commiting a crime or worse, killing someone?
The world isn't black and white.
That's the horrible truth my power showed me today.
It's been days since I triggered, which happened in a poor attempt of robbery by Uber and Leet. A pair losers calling themselves cultured gamers when everything they do is just give the little humble group a bad rep.
Heck, my own parents even started to prohibit violent video games because of the two idiots.
So that's where I triggered. One of their faulty props, a goomba (they are having a Mario theme heist) exploded to bits which launched its innards dangerously close to me that day.
That day, I was reminded how fleeting life is and that we are all mortals.
We will die one day.
And my power, in its own twist of irony, decided to turn me to 'Death' for the day. Do you even know what that means?
I became Death. Not metaphorically, rhetorically, theoretically or poetically, or in any other fancy way.
I'm Death, Straight up.
And it was a horrible experience for an entire day.
Imagine looking at your own parents and seeing their deaths and You can't stop it.
That's Death.
You can run, try and change your fate but at the end of the day…
You will still die.
Even how many times you change fate.
But I will use it for now.
Most importantly when I saw many people having the same death.
Drowned By Leviathan
In the near future, Leviathan is going to attack Brockton Bay. My city and my home. This is very powerful and valuable information. Anyone would kill for this information in order to prepare for the upcoming attack. I can either sell the information or report it to the PRT.
But no one will believe me.
By the time I can even relay the information, I will already lose my current power and will be replaced by another.
I have no evidence other than my own power which would be replaced at the strike of 12 at midnight, just like Cinderella's magic.
The thought almost made me laugh at the comparison. Just like Cinderella indeed.
This power…
It's both a curse and a gift.
A gift for giving me such power, the ability to change this rotten city.
Yet a curse, a responsibility to act in times of need. How can I not act when I have the power to do so?
I'm too soft for this kind of lifestyle. The guilt of not doing something would surely kill me one day.
I'm a lazy person at heart yet this power and my own goddamn conscience will kill me for it.
I blame my parents for raising me right.
I chuckled. "That's a bad excuse if I ever heard one." I said out loud to myself.
As I remained seated at Brockton Bay's only park, I can't help but feel the guilt gnawing at my stomach as a boy, five years old, passed by.
He will die in the hands of an ABB terrorist attack.
"Fuck my life…" I groaned, guilt slamming into my stomach like a sledgehammer.
What should he do after knowing that?! Can he even change that to something peaceful? Like dying in old age.
That's life for you. It's a boat with a lot of holes but everyone's in it together.
"Hmm, might as well start working." It's still early, 9 AM on a Sunday to be exact in January. Day's still young and I can still use Death's Sight to scout some future info.
Leviathan and ABB going full terrorist huh? What else does the grim future have in store for me?
Standing up from the bench I'm sitting on, I began to leisurely walk. No destination in particular. Just wandering around and seeing the sights.
All the while whistling a haunting tune that I somehow know off.