Emergence 2.2

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MOUNT JUSTICE

July 21, 6:56 EDT

"[Mana Burst!] [Mana Burst!] [Mana Burst!] [Mana Burst!]"

With those shouts, a half-dozen balls of volatile blue energy shot from Zeke's outstretched palm. They tore through the air in quick succession, each one fast enough to match the throw of any professional pitcher. A smile spread across the boy's face at the display of power, other hand already aglow as he prepared to launch another salvo.

It could be said that there were a lot of things that Zeke was coming to appreciate about the twin energies running through his body, now that he could properly access them at least. Using either of them —or both of them, it really didn't matter— seemed to energize him in ways that he couldn't quite describe.

Every single use of mana, no matter how small, seemed to send a jolt throughout his nerves, lighting his brain up for a few seconds as if he just took in a shot of pure caffeine. Oddly enough, using the stuff didn't really seem to make him any more excitable at all. No, if anything, actively drawing on his mana seemed to make him more alert but just so. Not enough to send him running all over the place on a self-induced sugar high, but enough that he felt very awake. It was a hard sensation to describe but Zeke was satisfied with the approximation he ended up with.

Another scream left Zeke's mouth, this one wordless as he sent another barrage of blue light towards his target with his off hand, jumping back slightly as he did so. With how hard it was to pin down and describe mana, it was odd that describing will came almost ridiculously easy in comparison. Just like how mana seemed to make his mind come to life, will performed a similar function only for his body, sending a warm heat throughout his body that seemed to set his body alight.

It was that simple, odd as it was. Starting from the very center of his chest, the golden energy seemed to travel along his veins, bringing his cells to life as it rushed through him like blood. Mana seemed to wake him up and force him into focus, while will gave him a far more heady rush.

Granted, the descriptions on his ability list basically said as much in fewer words but even then, it was one thing to read something. It was an entirely different situation to actually learn through experience. Really, just using either of them was almost enough to get lost in the feeling of it all but somehow, Zeke was able to keep a clear head at the end of it. As the blue energy surged down his arm and filled his palm, Zeke couldn't deny the feeling it evoked in him. An unmistakable feeling of raw power, controllable and unstoppable.

It was a shame that his feelings didn't exactly correspond to reality.

Superboy's arms lashed out, limbs nearly blurring as the larger boy dispatched several of the blue spheres out of the air one after the other. Even as he dispatched five of the energy bursts, several more impacted against Conner's bare chest in small, compact explosions barely a quarter the size of one of Robin's explosive birdarangs.

As expected, Conner wasn't even fazed by Zeke's attacks, the expression on his face one of annoyance and frustration rather than any sort of pain as he glanced over at Zeke's wide grin. The slight growl that left his mouth served to confirm as much.

"You good, Conner?"

"Nggh… Fine." Superboy's frown deepened slightly at the obvious joy in Zeke's tone, the clone shaking his head slightly despite his own words. "Just… tell me why we're doing this again."

At the other end of the training area, Zeke raised an eyebrow at Superboy's request. "Uhh, didn't I do that already? 'Cause I feel like I did." Both eyes narrowed slightly as he tried to think back. "Yeah… pretty sure I mentioned it at least twice."

"No." Superboy crossed his arms, the action something Zeke had grown used to from the clone, and shot Zeke a flat look. "You didn't. You said you had an idea and you needed me to follow you and take off my shirt."

"Huh." The word left his mouth with a click of his tongue, Zeke honestly surprised at that. "And, uh, that's all I said?"

Superboy rolled his eyes, still giving Zeke that same flat look. "Pretty much."

"Huh, weird," Zeke repeated with a shrug of his shoulders. "Well, you're here so it worked! Anyway, the whole point of this thing is for me to practice shooting my blasts and at the same time, test your super-reflexes."

"Hn." Superboy mulled the explanation over for a moment, Zeke almost seeing the gears turn in his head before he nodded a few seconds later in acceptance. "Fine, then why is M'gann here?" As he said this, he jerked a thumb over to the right where the green girl stood below the platform, eyes firmly on the larger boy.

"That's easy. She's here to provide moral support and use her telekinesis to make sure my blasts don't break anything," Zeke replied, shooting a grin toward the Martian as the girl raised a blue-and-black device in her hands. As soon as Superboy had agreed to help, the older girl had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, eager to assist in anyway possible and Zeke wasn't one to turn down free help.

"Also, that and record me on my S.T.A.R. Tab so I can watch how I use my powers," he added with a slightly widened smile.

"I also made cookies!" M'gann chimed in cheerfully.

"Even better!" Zeke flashed the older girl a smile, the thirteen year-old shifting into a cheesy thumbs-up pose as she stepped to the side to display a small table with lemonade and various cookies sitting on top of it. "See, Kon, she made cookies. Who doesn't like cookies?"

Superboy's flat look somehow got even flatter, his expression somehow reaching peaks of disinterest that Zeke would have thought were impossible before witnessing them at this very moment. "Whatever."

And just like that, the peak of disinterest had vanished, the larger boy rolling his eyes before glancing back at Zeke with slightly narrowed eyes that bordered on the edge of frustration. "Are we doing this or what?"

"Yeah," Zeke's grin brightened, the skin along the underside of his arms already tingling as he began to draw on the mana inside him, "Yeah, we are."

Without even bothering to turn his head to look at her, the smaller boy pointed a finger at the girl watching them. "M'gann, you're definitely gonna want to record this."

"Got it!"

"I spent all day working on this baby," Zeke began, smiling at the bare-chested teen across from him as he raised both hands to his sides, palms facing towards Superboy. "You see, I've been having trouble getting this thing to work since we met Twister. I tried it out a couple more times before even yesterday and still… nada. Like, really," he continued with a shake of his head, "it should have been easy. Push two blasts together and you make one big blast, right? I mean, that's what I th-"

"Alright!" Superboy interjected rather loudly, his normal gruff tone making Zeke jump slightly as the clone ratcheted up the volume. M'gann's slight squeak made him feel a little better about his own surprised yelp, but only slightly. "We get it! Just get to the point!"

Whoa… okay, we're back to this again. Raising his eyebrows, Zeke closed his open mouth and swallowed a moment later, doing his best to keep the nervousness out of his expression. As friendly as he had been trying to be with Superboy, the clone never failed to do his best to remind Zeke that he had quite a temper.

"Wow," he began, forcing a smile as he shot a quick glance at M'gann, the girl looking a bit more out of place than he was as she glanced down at the tablet in her hands, "was I talking that much? Sorry if I was. Didn't mean to get on your nerves, Conner."

Conner froze slightly at the apology, his face going through several odd expressions before settling on one of mild discontent as he glanced away from Zeke, arms folded across his chest.

Much like Zeke expected, Conner didn't really have anything to say after that, the apology throwing him off guard. The clone was deceptively simple to understand when it actually came down to it. Not knowing how to be anything other than blunt, Conner often was prone to rather direct outbursts when he got even slightly heated. It didn't take long for him to cool down, though, and even then, Zeke knew he didn't mean anything by it.

Just from the way he stood now, arms folded as he purposely avoided eye contact with both him and M'gann showed that Conner was a lot more than just anger issues. There was frustration and anger written clearly on Superboy's face, true, but Zeke doubted that at least half of it wasn't directed back at himself.

This Superboy did have it pretty rough compared to… well, the other ones, Zeke thought to himself, smile wavering slightly. I can't believe they made him to destroy Superman, too. I mean, it's not like he could, he nodded, recalling how lacking this Superboy was to any other that he could recall in almost every real way, but it's no wonder that Superman feels kinda awkward around the guy.

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The information about Superman's standoffish behavior towards Superboy had surprised Zeke when Conner reluctantly joined in with the rest of the group in sharing some information about themselves just last night around the campfire. The whole thing had been spurred by Miss Martian espousing the joys of camping and Kid Flash going on and on about smores and roasting hotdogs in an attempt to get her attention. Zeke didn't understand why anyone would want to sleep outside with the dirt and eat food off of sticks but seeing as everyone else was apparently so eager to give up the modern blessings known as bathrooms and plumbing for one night, he had no choice but to go along.

With the six of them sitting around a campfire, conversation flowed rather smoothly, Wally continuing to hit on M'gann for a while. Zeke had started talking about cool tv shows, having gotten used to channel surfing on the absolutely massive televisions inside the cave. Seeing as Power Rangers existed here, and wasn't that a shocker, he had asked everyone if they had any favorite teams.

M'gann, Aqualad, and Superboy had been as confused as ever, unsure what he was talking about but then again, Zeke hadn't really expected them to know much about the greatness of Power Rangers in the first place. His own personal favorite was Dino Thunder, of course. Robin had let out a laugh at his pick, going next by announcing his fave as Ninja Storm, remarking that their ideas of ninja were "hilarious, but kinda awesome, still." Wally's choice of Power Rangers: RPM was met with silence from both Zeke and Robin, the two never having seen that addition to the series.

After that, there had been a bit of awkward silence until Robin had brought up campfire stories. With that change of topic, each of them started talking about where they came from or, in Wally's case, how he got his powers. Aqualad had gone first, his mention of a 'Garth' catching Zeke's attention immediately. The fact that the choice for Aqualad came down to a fifty-fifty chance in this world was pretty crazy, but at least he now knew that Tempest was still alive and kicking.

Wally had gone next, going into a quickly summarized version of the Flash's history, starting all the way with Jay Garrick. Zeke had found himself tuning out through most of it, only to snap back into focus when Wally had mentioned that, apparently, Barry Allen had the actual freaking formula for super speed just lying around in his house.

What? That doesn't make any sense! Zeke had wondered, blinking as Wally continued to babble. Why doesn't the whole league have superspeed right now? I mean… it worked on Jay and then Barry copied what happened to him here and now Wally… Zeke shook his head a few moments later, realizing that he was making assumptions. After all, if the speed formula was something that could be copied by some random CSI and a kid with a garage lab, half the world would be speedsters already. I'm guessing speed force shenanigans, then.

Miss Martian's story was fantastic, recounting an incredible competition to earn the right to go to Earth with Martian Manhunter, and Zeke couldn't help but be reminded of one of the Wonder Woman origin stories he had read before. Either way, something about M'gann's tale felt kinda off but he wasn't really sure what.

When it came time for him to speak, all Zeke had to say was that he couldn't remember anything personal about himself past the beginning of summer, and Robin… well, Robin worked with Batman, so anything that he would want to say was pretty off-limits. With that, Superboy's turn had been last, the clone going into his origins at Cadmus with surprisingly little hesitation. Zeke's eyebrows had risen at the mention of the laboratory name, and kept rising higher as Conner continued with his tale.

Thoughts rushed through Zeke's mind as Superboy kept on talking, the primary one being the sudden, shocking, realization that Superboy didn't know he was only half-Kryptonian. Continuing from that line of thought, he likely had no idea that his other genetic donor was Lex Luthor either. That… could be really bad news, in more ways than one.

It had taken the younger boy nearly a minute of internally freaking out to pull himself back together and think about the situation more clearly. Things were already so different here so he might just be speculating for no reason. Superboy's powers here seemed to be innate, after all, not telekinetic, among other things.

Really, for all he knew, Conner could be a perfect, if still-developing, clone of Superman with no Lex Luthor genes in the mix to mess it up and make him go all bald and crazy. Hell, Zeke had thought to himself, Paul Westfield could actually be his other donor here. Talk about a shocker.

With that in mind, Zeke had managed to calm himself down, just moments before Superboy had dropped the bomb that the main thought on his mind at all times was "destroying Superman."

Really, considering the guy had to deal with all that, Zeke couldn't find it in him to take Conner's outbursts personally. Honestly, it actually made sense why the big guy was so surly all the time. I mean, if I was born and brainwashed to want to kill Superman, I don't think I'd be all smiles either.

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Pulling his head out of thoughts of the night before, Zeke took one step forward, his smile growing slightly less forced as a second or two went by. "So, how about it, big guy? Everything okay?"

"Yeah… sure." Superboy's shoulders loosened, the tension bleeding from the moment as he raised his head again. The muscular boy shrugged at first, gaze flicking between the apologizing smaller boy and the ceiling before his frustrated expression became flat again. "I'm sorry too, I guess."

+1 CHA

"Cool, cool, so…" Zeke wiggled his fingers at his sides, raising both his eyebrows as he rocked forward on his toes "can I try out my new move ooor…"

Superboy's response was a simple nod, the clone unfolding his arms and leaving his chest open once more. "Sure. Just get it over with."

Smile returning in full force, Zeke let out a cackle worthy of Robin as he swung his arms up and pulled them back. "Alright! Let's do this!"

As he said this, one of his hands began to glow as he charged up a mana burst in his off-hand, the blue energy bubbling in his palm. Tilting his head to the side, he repeated the same action for his right.

Slowly moving his hands together, Zeke's smile dimmed slightly as he tried to maintain his focus, keeping the image of what he needed to happen in the forefront of his mind. He began to bring his hands together, muttering under his breath much like he had the other times he had tried this. The first time he had managed to even come close to pulling this off before had been when he was forced to try this move on the spot with Twister.

Despite successfully shooting it off, he had received a notification from the system telling him that the whole thing had failed somehow. Whatever a special skill was, he hadn't managed to create it yet, despite his best efforts and hours spent training his Mana Burst and multiple attempts (+3 Mana Burst).

He had come pretty darn close, though, and - after so many tries - he was pretty sure this one would be the charm. Finally bringing both hands together in an all too familiar manner, Zeke lowered his cupped palms to the right side of his ribs and looked directly ahead, vision locked directly onto his target.

Conner's eyes narrowed, gaze dropping to the larger ball of energy in Zeke's hands, most likely intrigued at how the thing seemed to bulge outwards, visibly straining against the smaller boy's attempt at controlling it. Even M'gann seemed entranced as she held up the S.T.A.R. pad to record the action, having only seen him try something like this once before.

You got this. Zeke mouthed the motivation to himself as he thought the words, trying his best to keep his attention solely on the energy in his hands as he struggled to keep them together. This was the part where it always broke down on him, the energy unwilling to stay under his control for long no matter what he did. Come on. Just hold it.

Even now, it was fighting him for all it was worth, tongues of what looked like blue flame shooting out from the grapefruit-sized ball of energy he was trying to compress in his hands. Really, he was surprised it hadn't blown up in his face already.

Not that he was going to let it, if he had anything to say about it. Don't lose it. Don't lose it. Don't lo-

"Recognized: Kid Flash; B-0-3"

Zeke's eyes widened at the loud announcement from the automated voice and the sudden sound from the Zeta Beam, his concentration finally snapping as a familiar voice announced itself.

"What's up, cave people? Guess whoo-oaaaah, what the heck?"

With a startled grunt, a volleyball-sized ball of blue energy rocketed forth from between Zeke's cupped palms, the boy losing any semblance of control he thought he had in a single instant. Mana trailed behind the blast of energy, giving it the appearance of a jagged comet tail as the sphere let out a low keening sound on it's flight path.

Humming with barely controlled energy, the burst of energy slammed into Conners chest, blue eyes widening as the larger boy stumbled backwards slightly. In an instant, it burst apart, audibly displacing the air around itself as the entire thing expanded to twice its size and engulfed Superboy's entire torso.

A moment later, the lightshow faded to nothing, the din it created disappearing with it, leaving only silence and surprised faces behind. Superboy, out of all three of them, seemed the most visibly stunned, the half-Kryptonian blinking as he raised one hand to pat at his bare chest.

"I… I think I felt that?"

Zeke didn't even have a moment to process the words that left Superboy's mouth, far too focused on the words that now hung in front of him, familiar blue lettering making his eyes widen as he read them.

Mana Burst Lvl Up!

11→13

Awareness: Mana Lvl Up!

15→16 [Special Skill Created!]

Name Special Skill?

I did it? His eyes widened even further, the boy bursting into a smile as he pumped the air wildly with both fists. I did it! I finally freaking did it! Yes! I finally got that stupid move to work!

Name Special Skill?

The image re-appeared, another set of words imposing themselves over the previous ones.

Name? I have to name this one? Why?

Name Special Skill?

"Oh, uh…" Zeke blinked, eyes widening a third time as an idea hit him, remnants of his pop-culture knowledge making itself known again. "Hadoken!"

Special Skill Created: Hadoken!

SS: Hadoken

A derivative of Mana Burst created through the forced merging of two bursts.

Explodes on contact with far more force than any singular Mana Burst could manage.

A staple of nearly every fighting game for the last ten years.

Max Damage: 5x Mana Burst

Cost: 5x Mana Burst

Yes! Street Fighter for the win! Before Zeke could fist-bump the air again, excitement at finally accomplishing what he had been at for a while still first in his mind, a voice from behind him cut into his celebration.

"Seriously, what the hell was that?!"

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"You're the one being ridiculous here." The words left his mouth as he dropped his folded arms on the kitchen island, staring petulantly at the boy currently downing about a quarter of the whole fridge's worth of food in front of him. "Seriously, it's not funny."

Wally let out a muffled laugh, nearly choking on some sort of powdered pastry before he swallowed a moment later. "Uhh… yeah, it is. You actually said magic, dude."

"And, what's so funny about that?" Zeke asked, wearing the slightest of frowns on his face.

After Superboy had stomped off in another bad mood, shooting Zeke a slight glare on his way out, M'gann following behind him with the excuse of returning his shirt, the youngest member of the team had been left with only Wally as company. The redhead had stared intently at M'gann as she walked away, obviously wanting to say something to the green girl, but for some reason, he thought better of it and turned his attention to Zeke, still curious as what that light show had been.

Zeke hadn't actually minded the attention. Glad to sate Wally's curiosity, he'd quickly launched into a word-for-word description on what his Mana Bursts were and how his newly created Hadoken fit right into that.

What he expected from Wally was a congratulatory high-five, possibly an "Awesome, dude!" He got none of that. What he got consisted more of Wally struggling and failing to hold back laughter as he walked away from Zeke and headed into the kitchen.

Arms folded, he shot the laughing redhead another glare, this one coming off as more of a displeased pout, his childish face working against his already meager intimidation factor.

"I mean, dude, you work with Captain Atom," Wally continued, swallowing a mouthful of chewed-up hotdog with all the grace and poise of a teenage boy. "I wouldn't have figured you for one of those people, you know."

"Those people?" Zeke quirked an eyebrow, lowering the reheated hotdog in his own hand as he glanced over at Wally again. "What are you talking about?"

"You know," Wally rolled his eyes in an almost exaggerated manner, brushing some crumbs away from his mouth with the back of his hand before turning back to the boy sitting across the kitchen island, "Those people. People who talk about magic like it's an actual thing when it's just a bunch of fakers playing with smoke, mirrors and fancy tech."

What? What is he even... Zeke blinked, unsure as to what Wally meant. "But… magic... it's real, though." He shook his head rather quickly, confused thoughts bouncing around in his skull. "It's literally as real as you or me."

When he received nothing but an eye-roll from Wally, Zeke shook his head again, now even more confused by Wally's odd sense of skepticism considering the world he lived in. "Seriously, magic exists, Wally. I know for a fact that my powers use magical energy, something called mana, and life energy, also known as wi… chi." He tried hard to fight the flinch that came with the sudden word change, barely managing to pass the facial tic off as a quick blink. Can't exactly say willpower or he'll start asking me why I'm not glowing green.

"Yeah, whatever," Wally snorted, the action spraying the marble with flecks of food that Wally hadn't managed to chew thoroughly enough, something Zeke couldn't help but note. "You say mana and chi," his hands came up in air-quotes as the last syllable left his lips, "but that could easily be written off as bioelectricity and adrenaline. Not a perfect explanation but tons better than invisible magical energy and fake Asian mystic crap that should have died out a couple hundred years ago."

Zeke blinked again, a breath of air leaving him as he continued to stare at the redhead across from him with a stunned expression. Unsure of whether he was taking Wally's words the wrong way somehow, he shook his head and tried to start the conversation again. "Okay, I'm gonna ignore what you just said because there's a lot to unpack there." Seriously, how does he not believe in magic?

"Translation," Wally snarked back, holding a single finger up in the air, "the Wall-Man proved me wrong and I don't have a comeback."

The urge to actually let said comeback fly rose up in his chest, Zeke's hands tightening into fists as he dropped them onto the cool marble counter. Don't... Just… let it go. Just let it go.

With another sigh, this one more out of sheer frustration than anything else, Zeke raised his head to shoot the gluttonous inger a focused glare. "Wally, I really don't get what's so hard about admitting that magic is real. Wonder Woman's pretty much a walking talking ad for magic," he tilted his head, looking on as Wally kept chowing down on anything within reach.

"Sculpted from clay, brought to life by the gods, unbreakable bracelets, magic lasso… I mean, come on, she's magical as all get out plus she's been kicking butt from before your parents were even born."

"Sure," Wally replied, rolling his eyes without missing a beat. "We could take that as proof of magic." With that, he shoved some chips into his mouth and chewed slowly.

Zeke brightened with relief, leaning away from the counter with a smile on his face. Huh, that was easy. "See, you get what I'm talking ab-"

"Or," Wally interjected, continuing as he finished his mouthful, "we could accept that maybe taking the word of someone raised on a backwards and isolationist island of women isn't gonna be the best at telling magic apart from super advanced tech or gods from aliens pretending to be divine to mess with some primitives."

Raising his eyebrows, Wally stood up with the remainder of the food he didn't touch on a tray in front of him. Stepping out from the kitchen island, the older boy gave Zeke a smile that seemed to just ooze a smug sense of satisfaction. "Especially not when they've been raised their whole life to believe in them. Make sense?"

The younger boy actually wasn't sure what to say in response to that, his mouth falling open slightly as he tried to understand where Wally was actually coming from. From his own web searches, the younger boy was well aware that magic wasn't exactly well-believed by the general public. Sure, there were those who accepted it as an explanation but a great many couldn't believe that such a thing existed.

The fact that someone as close to the real deal as Kid Flash could deny the fact that magic even existed, though, was just… odd. The very idea was hard for Ezekiel to wrap his brain around, confused at what he thought Zatara even did for the Justice League if magic was all fake.

Fighting the urge to ask Wally if he was all right in the head, Zeke just nodded slowly at the redheaded teen's last question. "Yeah, it definitely makes some sort of sense."

"Simple logic, man. That's all it is," Wally shot him another smug grin. "See ya later."

With that, Wally walked off into the main hallway, a mountain of food still on his tray as he headed off to look for M'gann, most likely.

Zeke stared at the speedster's back as he walked off, unable to shake the snarky thought on his mind at that very moment. Taking another breath, the young teen closed his eyes and shook his head as he muttered to himself, "You'd figure the guy named Dick would be the biggest one on the team."

– o – o – o – o – o – o – o – Spoiler: STATUS Ezekiel Patrick Armstrong Age: 13 Level 4 Experience 275/1500 Health 460/460 Mana 150/150 Willpower 155/155 STR 29 SPD 32 VIT 32 INT 30 WIS 9 CHA 12 Stat Points: 0 Cash: $375

Traits

Bright Kid: While you're no genius or some prodigy, you're obviously brighter than most kids. By the time you're an adult, however, no one will care. (Before the age of 18: +75% to INT gain and +25% to speed of learning Mana-based skills/abilities)

Perks:

Hard Hitter

Bare knuckle boxer.

All unarmed strikes deliver 25% more knockback force but no additional damage.

Quick Healer

Don't worry, it won't scar.

You heal rather fast, at a rate of a tenth of your VIT every fifteen seconds.

Reactive Reflexes

Gotta be quicker than that.

When attempting to dodge an attack, your reflexes ability is 10% more effective.

Skills

Mana Burst Lv 13

Pew-pew! Pew-pew-pew!

A hastily-formed burst of energy with an unspecified nature.

Max Damage: 10% of INT x Skill Level

Minimum Cost: 5 Mana

SS: Hadoken

A derivative of Mana Burst created through the forced merging of two bursts.

Explodes on contact with far more force than any singular Mana Burst could manage.

Max Damage: 5x Mana Burst

Cost: 5x Mana Burst

Mana Shield Lv 6

Shields at 20% and holding!

A protective construct formed from the desire for protection and made from an energy of an unspecified nature. Drains 1 MP for every point of damage blocked. Shatters if more than 20% of MP is drained by a single blow. Ignores damage up to 6% of INT x VIT.

Minimum Cost: 5 Mana

Observe Lv. 9

Kinda like a scouter, but less cool somehow.

Allows you to view the status or qualities of anyone or anything, allowing you to learn information about them.

Cost: 1 MP

Power Sprint Lv 10

You'll never be the Flash relying on this alone. Still, we've all gotta start somewhere.

While active, your running speed increases by 5% per level. (50%)

Cost: 1 Will/s

Power Strike Lv 5

Not exactly a heavy hitter quite yet.

Increases the STR value and knockback of your physical strikes by 10% per level. (50%)

Cost: 5 Will

Abilities

Gamer's Body Lv. MAX

Allows your body to exist in a similar standard to that of a video game character.

Sleeping restores HP, MP, Will and removes most negative status effects. Health, Will, and Mana regenerate at a base of 1 point every 30 seconds. Food and drink items can accelerate recovery.

Gamer's Mind Lv. MAX

Allows your mind to exist in a similar standard to that of a video game character.

Grants immunity to mental status effects, emotional trauma and severely damaging emotional states. Grants immunity to forceful/unwanted mental intrusion.

Acrobatics Lv 1

Basically a flip kick, but without the kick part.

An ability that enables you to pull off backflips, frontflips and any manner of jumping-based ground-movement technique with greater ease.

Awareness: Mana Lv 16

Mana, magic energy, magicka, prana, ether, spirit energy, magatsuhi or even chakra… Call it what you want. It's all the same in the end.

You have gained awareness of Mana, the spiritual energy found within the human mind and soul. Gaining awareness of your magical energy has given you some semblance of control over it.

Awareness: Willpower Lv 5

Willpower, ki, chi, qi, stamina, aura, mantra, physical energy, life energy, od, or even hamon… Call it what you want. It's all the same in the end.

You have gained awareness of your Willpower, the physical energy found within all living organisms. Gaining awareness of your physical energy has given you some semblance of control over it.

Basic Martial Arts Lv 3

Heroes prefer fists. Apparently, so do sidekicks.

This ability measures your skill and intuition in bare-handed combat, allowing for rapid growth and adaptation in martial arts.

Breathing Control Lv 7

Batman can breathe in space. Why can't you?

The ability to use oxygen efficiently, enabling you to hold your breath for extended periods of time. Increases by 1 minute every level. (2 minutes)

Meditation Lv 5

When the mind is enlightened, the spirit is freed and the body matters not.

The ability to train your mind in order to achieve a state of oneness with your spiritual essence and life force, as well your mind and body.

Reflexes Lv 2

DODGE!

Decreases innate reaction time and increases innate perception speed by 10% per level. (20%)

Resistance: Blunt Force Lv 18

A little pain never hurt anyone.

Reduce all blunt force damage from attacks less than 100% of your health. Increases 1% by level. (18%)

Resistance: Electricity Lv 5

Harmless Electrocution.

Reduce all electrical damage from attacks less than 100% of your health.

Increases 2% by level. (10%)