Wings.
The ability to fly, to move at incredible speeds, to unleash devastating strikes with nothing but
a flap of a feathered limb
it was a power worth mastering.
But it wasn’t the only thing on his mind.
"
I need to refine my own abilities first,
" he muttered to himself.
After a short walk, he reached
his home
a modest two-story house with a small front yard. The lights inside were
dim
, signaling that his parents had already gone to bed.
He stepped inside, closing the door behind him
silently
.
Everything was
as usual
.
The living room was neat, a few books stacked on the wooden table. The air carried the faint scent of his mother’s herbal tea.
Without making a sound, he moved toward his room.
Echo’s
eyes snapped open
as the morning sunlight filtered through the curtains.
He sat up, rubbing his eyes before glancing at the clock.
"
7:45 AM.
"
He swung his legs over the edge of the bed and
stretched
. His muscles were
a little sore
from sitting in the academy’s seats for too long the previous day, but other than that, he felt
fine
.
A quick glance around the house told him
his parents weren’t home.
"Seems like they went to work," he muttered to himself.
His mother worked as a
therapist
in a hospital, spending long hours treating patients. His father, on the other hand, was a
teacher at the academy
a respected instructor, but not a particularly strong combatant.
This routine was nothing new.
Echo made his way to the kitchen, grabbing a simple breakfast
bread, eggs, and a glass of milk.
After eating, he placed his dishes in the sink and dusted off his hands.
"Alright..." he exhaled.
"
It’s time.
"
The First Test – The Amateur Blade
Echo
stepped outside
, heading to the small backyard behind the house.
It wasn’t
anything special
just a patch of land with a few trees and some training dummies he had set up for practice.
He stood in the center of the yard,
focusing.
Then
His right
hand
began to shift.
The skin hardened. The fingers fused together. His entire forearm
morphed
, extending outward into a long, sharp
metallic blade
.
The surface gleamed in the sunlight.
Echo smirked.
"
Perfect.
"
He had named this ability
The Amateur Blade
.
The name was ironic because despite its title, this was anything
but amateur.
It was
razor-sharp
.
Unbreakable.
And most importantly it could be
summoned at will
.
He took a step forward, his eyes locking onto a
thick tree trunk
standing a few feet away.
Then
He
swung.
SHIIIIING!
The blade sliced through the tree
like butter
.
For a moment, nothing happened.
Then
CRACK!
The upper half of the tree
toppled over
, crashing into the ground with a heavy thud.
Echo stared at the fallen tree, then glanced at his blade.
"
Yeah. This is strong.
"
He flexed his fingers, and the blade
retracted
, his arm returning to normal.
"
But it’s not enough.
"
The Second Test – Teleportation
Echo exhaled, taking a step back.
His second ability was
just as valuable as the first
—but in a different way.
Teleportation.
If mastered, it could turn him into an
untouchable force
.
But right now he had
one major problem.
"
My energy is too low.
"
He could only use teleportation
a few times
before his mana would drain completely, leaving him defenseless.
But that didn’t mean he wouldn’t use it.
He
focused
, his mind locking onto a specific point
the roof of his house
.
Then
FLASH!
His vision blurred.
His body felt weightless for half a second then
THUD!
He landed
perfectly
on the rooftop.
A grin spread across his face.
"
Not bad.
"
He turned, picking another target
a rock in the distance.
Once again, he focused.
Then
FLASH!
His body blinked out of existence
And
reappeared
near the rock.
This time, however
A
wave of exhaustion
washed over him.
His legs nearly
gave out
.
"
Damn.
"
He placed a hand on his forehead, taking deep breaths.
"
Two uses, and I’m already feeling drained.
"
He
hated
this weakness.
His abilities were powerful
but only if he could use them freely.
"
I need more energy,
" he muttered. "
Way more.
"
He clenched his fists.
For now, his training
was over
.
But he wouldn’t stop.
Echo sat on the rooftop of his house, his legs crossed, a notebook resting on his lap.
The morning breeze was
cool and refreshing
, but his mind was focused on something else entirely.
New techniques.
Overpowered techniques.
Not just ordinary skills
game-breaking
,
instant-kill
,
unbeatable
abilities.
Something that would make him truly unstoppable.
He tapped his pen against the page, thinking.
Then, with a smirk, he began to write.
Attempt #1 – Instant Kill
Concept:
A technique that instantly eliminates the enemy
with a single attack
, regardless of their defense or power level.
Execution Idea:
A strike that bypasses
physical durability
,
energy shields
, and even
healing factors
, causing absolute destruction.
Reality Check:
Eiko stared at the words on the page.
"
Sounds cool, but how the hell am I supposed to do this?
"
The idea was
simple
.
But actually
pulling it off?
He had no clue how to make a skill that ignored
all defenses
.
He closed his notebook and sighed.
"
Alright, next one.
"
Attempt #2 – Invisibility
Concept:
A technique that allows the user to become completely
invisible
, undetectable by sight, sound, or energy tracking.
Execution Idea:
Manipulating light refraction, suppressing sound waves, and eliminating presence.
Reality Check:
"
I can’t even hide my footsteps properly. How am I supposed to erase my existence?
"
Even the academy’s
most advanced stealth spells
didn’t offer
true invisibility
.
They could mask energy signatures or blur movements but
actual invisibility
?
That was a
different level.
Eiko leaned back, staring at the sky.
"
Damn. This is harder than I thought.
"
But he didn’t stop.
He kept writing.
Attempt #3 – Time Stop
Concept:
A technique that
freezes time
for everyone except the user, allowing complete control over the battlefield.
Execution Idea:
Manipulating space-time energy to create a localized time stasis effect.
Reality Check:
Eiko’s eyes twitched.
"
Okay, this one is just straight-up impossible.
"
Even the
strongest mages
at the academy only had techniques that could
slow down opponents
not
completely stop time.
Still, the idea
fascinated him
.
"
If I could pull this off... I’d be unstoppable.
"
But for now
It was just a
fantasy
.
Attempt #4 – Absolute Regeneration
Concept:
A technique that allows
instant healing
from any injury—
even death itself.
Execution Idea:
Cellular manipulation, advanced biological energy restoration, and self-repair systems.
Reality Check:
Eiko rolled his eyes.
"
Yeah, because rewriting biology is so easy.
"
If someone actually had this power, they’d be
unkillable.
Even his
Teleportation
skill drained him after two uses.
How could he possibly
regenerate an entire body?
He tapped his pen against his chin.
Then, after a few moments of silence
He
grinned.
The Realization
These skills were
crazy
.
Impossible.
But that didn’t mean they would
always be impossible.
Echo flipped through the pages of his notebook, reviewing each idea carefully.
Then
A single
thought
crossed his mind.
"These skills can be activated when I reach a high energy level."
That was the key.
It wasn’t that these techniques
couldn’t exist
It was just that
he wasn’t strong enough yet.
"
Okay, okay, the problem is the energy level,
" he muttered to himself.
He clenched his fists.
"
I have to find a way to raise it quickly.
"
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