The humming sound of the car made James open his eyes. "Thank God!" a voice said beside him. "I thought you were dead." James looked at the person beside him and could smell wealth off of him. He was nicely clothed, and he had a nice fragrance coming off his body. He stared around and saw a lot of people staring at him. "Is he dead?" One of them asked. "He just opened his eyes. I don't think he is," another replied. "That was quite a knock. Any human would be dead. I wonder how he survived." Another added The rich man, who introduced himself as Reginald, was a tall, imposing figure with a commanding presence. He was dressed in a tailored navy blue suit with a crisp white shirt and a patterned tie. His dark hair was slicked back, revealing a prominent forehead and piercing blue eyes that seemed to bore into James' soul. A hint of expensive cologne wafted from his direction, mingling with the scent of fine leather from his polished shoes.Reginald's features were chiseled, with high

James stared at Sandra, and god, she was beautiful. The way the rays of the sun caught her skin highlighted her flawless complexion, like a masterpiece painted by the gods themselves. Her skin was a radiant canvas of golden brown, smooth and unblemished, inviting my gaze to linger. The sun's rays danced across her features, accentuating the sharp angles of her cheekbones, the gentle curve of her nose, and the fullness of her lips.Her eyes sparkled like diamonds, shining bright with a warmth and kindness that drew me in. They were pools of deep brown, fringed with thick lashes that fluttered like butterfly wings as she blinked. Her gaze met mine, and James felt a jolt of electricity run through his veins, as if the very fabric of the universe had shifted to bring us together.Her hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of night, rich and dark, with hints of auburn that caught the light. It framed her face, accentuating her heart-shaped beauty, and fell in loose waves down her bac

"You need to see this, Miss Sandra." One of the men approached her, giving James the chance to find the exit. Sandra walked in and saw that the man was naked. ' Close down the entire mansion. That means he had been here all along." She said it with a smile on her face. Sandra had always been looking for an opportunity to get her father's approval, and catching James was a start. The alarm for the closing of the entire house sounded, and it was immediately shut down. "Look for him and find him. I want him dragged here with his ears." Sandra shouted James had taken off the cloth and was on his way home. He touched his pocket, and the spectacle was still there. He knew he needed a change of apartment. He needs to move to a place where no one knows who he is or where he can train using his powers. James replayed what he had witnessed inside Reginald's mansion, and he knew the type of man he was. He was going to make him pay for everything he had done to his parents and everyone he had h

James gasped as he bolted upright in bed, drenched in sweat. His breathing was ragged, his hands clutching the sheets like they were the only thing keeping him grounded. The images still burned in his mind—his father, Carlos, the power, the lies. His head pounded with the weight of it all. The spectacle lay on his nightstand, pulsing faintly. "Breathe, James. Calm yourself." The voice echoed in his head. James clenched his jaw, his fingers twitching. "Calm myself? I just saw my father's killer and all you can tell me is to calm myself?! I saw Carlos! He knows about me now!" His voice was hoarse, filled with frustration. The spectacle hummed. "You cannot let anger cloud your judgment. There is much to do." James swung his legs over the side of the bed and ran a shaky hand through his damp hair. "What do you want from me?" "Your ability comes with a task. You must unlock each level of power before you are ready to face Carlos." James scoffed, shaking his head. "Levels? Like some

James woke up as early as possible. He needed to get to the campus in time. He looked at his skin and noticed there were visible marks. James furrowed his brow as he stared at the mirror in front of him. It was real. The scuffle he had with the strange figure that night was real. It is well evident that he needed to be ready. First, James knew he had to find out who was sent by Carlos. The mission was simple. He either joined forces with him or he will have to take him out. Yes! That was the solution or they just keep coming back at him. James dressed up as fast as he could and he was soon out of the house. He looked back to see the rickety house that he lived in. James needed to upgrade and the best way to do that was to get all the missions given by the system as soon as possible. He remembered the mission, he was just to find Carlos men. That was it. The money pops in and he can go ahead to use it however he please. James got into the school and saw how peaceful it loo