Slowly rising I wonder, “Why the hell did I sleep on my keyboard?”

There is probably a full qwerty just printed on my forehead, how did I even fall asleep like that?

I mean i’m not new to sleep deprivation and as any true gamer should, have at certain points, stayed up multiple days to grind through quests so suddenly falling asleep is weird……

SHIT AND I LOST A GAME, NOOO MY RANKINGS!!!!!

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Oh well, another grinding session and I can probably recover easily enough. Too bad it's almost time for me to head to school, I could easily do it if I had a solid two-three uninterrupted hours but skipping school is not something I wanna repeat.

Last time I skipped the fucking cops showed up even though it was the first time I had ever done it…. Apparently Sincaster had a serious policy against ‘problem children’ so they took everything to the extreme- even giving out something called behavior tickets whenever kids did good…. Yea and I thought I went to highschool but whatever.

After parking and walking a solid half mile I make my way to my first period - English.

Luckily I had enough time to grab breakfast so I don’t have to sit through the long and honestly disgusting lunch lines. The food they serve can be considered animal feed at the best of times so it’s always a gamble on how long you can hold it down before you have to run to the bathroom. It doesn’t stop the other half of the school from eating it, it just makes the janitor’s job significantly harder.

Walking into class I can immediately tell today’s lesson will be a lecture. Already having the projector loaded is a dead give away, now I just have to hope for no busy work and I can just sit back and read the day away.

Annnndd I spoke too soon, she literally pulls out the fat stack of notes while i’m hoping for the opposite, thanks world! Busy work is my nemesis. Again having taken honors classes then going to this borderline juvenile penitentiary means I never have to study, but knowing this, all my teachers make busy work specifically for me.

They do it knowing otherwise I would be having fun. KNOWING I ALREADY KNOW ALL THEIR BULLSHIT. They are just jealous, JEALOUS JEALOUS JEALOUS. THEY ARE JUST MAD THEY CAN’T COMPARE TO ME. WELL FUCK THEM. THEY WANNA KEEP DOING THIS AND I WILL SEW THEIR GOD DAMNED LIPS TOGETHER WHILE PLUCKING THEIR EYES OUT. THEN I SHOULD POUR GASOLINE INTO THEIR EMPTY SOCKETS AND WATCH THEM TRY TO SCREAM WHILE HAVING THEIR LITERAL BRAINS FRIED. OH GOD IT WOULD BE SO SATISFYING IF I COULD JUS-

Oh woops.

Slipped again.

I really have to find another way to control my visions, they’re just getting ridiculous.

Being the master of control I am, none of those feelings actually showed on my face. I have hours of practice in front of a mirror to thank for that. It still leaves my insides burning quite similar to heartburn when I think about it though, unpleasant but bearable if needed.

The next few classes were the same until it was time for fourth period. Another weird thing happened - our teacher was missing. This wouldn’t normally be weird if it wasn’t for the fact that my fourth period teacher is obscenely obese and hardly ever stands up let alone leaves the room unless it's time to leave.

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It's been 15 minutes and she’s still missing this is starting to get serious. Usually if a teacher calls out either a sub will be waiting for us in the room or a faculty member will have to substitute. Even with that another teacher will normally check up to make sure everything is fine but no one's coming…..

Getting out of my seat, a kid grabs my jacket,

“Dude just chill, don’t go telling a teacher. No one wants work so just lay low until the bell.”

Normally I would think the same but too many weird things have been happening around the same time for me not to be cautious. If something is happening I need to know,

“Whatever I won’t say we don’t have a teacher, I’ll just use the ‘I’m going to the bathroom’ excuse while I check things out. Now let go of me.”

He tries to look threatening before he says,

“You better not or else.”

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My brain takes a second to process what was just said….. I’ve never been bullied so I don’t normally respond well to provocation but this is the first time i’ve ever been threatened…… So it's generally understandable when my fist rears back and I break his nose.

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Everyone either begins screaming or yelling fight! The kid I punched is out on the floor, blood gushing from his now broken nose like a fountain. No one moves closer, but they begin to form a ring around us, with this much noise it won’t be long until someone shows up.

He still isn’t moving I think I may have hit him a bit too hard…. Wait did I seriously just lose my cool and punch someone?

SHIIIIT! THIS ISN’T GOOD.

THIS REALLY ISN’T GOOD.

MY VISIONS DON’T RESPOND WELL TO VIOLENCE OR BLOOD.

I can feel my control slipping when suddenly a box pops into my field of view.

Congratulations!

You are among the first 1,000 Humans of your world to have fully integrated the Gift!

Current Ranking : 479

Due to being among the first 1,000 Humans to have been integrated, you have been given the Adaptive trait!

Adaptive : Integration rate forcibly increased 50%

Congratulations!

You are among the first 500 Humans of your world to have fully integrated the Gift!

You are given the honor of choosing your very first weapon.

Choose Wisely this will be imprinted upon your soul.

THE GOD HAS GIVEN YOUR SPECIES THE GIFT. BE GRATEFUL AND BECOME HIS AMUSEMENT.