Need More Power Novels & Stories

(Note: The next few chapters will be in the protagonist view.) After I collected the systemic watch as the Thunderson called it, the notification screen had notified me of the components of the watch. I don't know what the components means but the system made a suggestion to me, that I can consume the components and gain more powers. I found it more pleasing when it said that I can use it to make the system more durable and stable to use. At least, with the little knowledge of my powers, if the durability and stability of the system increase, then I should be able to know more about my powers.

Blood trickled from his nose, his breathing ragged. “He won’t hold,” Zane said. I forced myself to my feet, stumbling toward Gideon. “What do you need?” He didn’t look at me. “It’s not enough. I need more power to seal it. You have to make a choice.” I froze, understanding what he meant. My power. The one thing I’d refused to embrace fully, knowing what it could cost. Behind me, the creature let out another roar, its chains beginning to falter. Wolves screamed as it lashed out, taking more lives with every moment I hesitated.

she said, watching my hand around the grip. "Your reflexes are faster than they were twelve hours ago. The awakening is accelerating." She moved to the center of the cleared floor and turned to face me. "Tonight we work on control. Not power. You have power. What you don't have yet is precision." "What's the difference in practical terms?" "Power without precision is a grenade," she said.

, he started and i darted my eyes to the clock. Inasmuch as everyone was having fun at the party, I had a feeling that they would soon realize that I’m meeting. I wanted to be gone before anyone decided to find me. “This is called the power powder. There are cases where mere special abilities don’t work. In that case, you take a little of this into your mouth and use your ability. It is more like an amplifier”, he explained and I couldn’t help the surprise that filled my eyes. So, there were cases where one’s powers don’t walk? This was the question I had in my heart just as I watched him making more explanation.

Before I left for the Catacombs I ask Bob to modified the battery powered radio so that It can be used in Fantasma. Right now the radio on the table no longer use a battery as the power source, but instead use a small monster core, a D/E rank core to be exact. I have to make it use a monster core because the radio that will be distribute will be implanted with a fail safe, that will automatically destroyed the radio if anyone tries to open and inspect them, a battery aren't powerful enough to broke the radio completely. I can't have my technologies being stolen, beside using a monster core will make radio more accessible for everyone.

The officer asked with a little panic in his voice. “You could say that I am a power user but honestly I didn’t use any power on you. You know that.” Zhu Wushang said The Officer looked around the tent and saw the power dampener machine the tent and knew that even if Zhu Wushang were a power user. He could not use his power to obstruct him. Even if his power was so strong to the point of the power user Level 7, the power dampener machine would have blown up already.

It was not a mere rush, but a necessity. Power was a necessity. Without it, I was just like that little bird—vulnerable, at the mercy of the winds. It was my armour, my shield against the chaos. It granted me control, and the ability to shape my world rather than be shaped by it. I couldn't afford to be weak, to let the small and fleeting dictate my fate. No. I needed to command, to dominate. And it wasn't just about survival, it was about thriving, about imposing my will and marking my territory. Without it, I was nothing but a feather in the storm, blown wherever the currents took me. But with it, I was the storm.

“And that I need to stop trying to pour out more than I have.” “That sounds like her.” Leah brushed her thumb across my cheek. “But will you listen?” “I’ll learn to. She says my body will adjust. The more I use the power, the more I’ll be able to give. It’ll take time, but every night I can buy you a little piece of yourself back. A day where you’re you instead of sick.” I covered her hand with mine. “I’ll take that deal a thousand times over.”

I needed real pain, real challenge, if I wanted to grow stronger. I had gotten stronger—my reflexes faster, my body tougher—but my true power still slept within me. Locked away. Eric said my body had to be physically strong enough before it could handle the power sealed inside me. So, I trained harder. I wanted to access it soon... I needed to. I had to get back to Micha and Kate. They must be worried sick. It didn't even cross my mind before that they might think I was dead. I only thought they'd assume I disappeared or something.

Power creates division. I lifted my hand slightly. Silver light spread from my fingertips and flowed into the damaged structures around us. Not aggressively. Not forcefully. But gently. The throne authority responded to my intention. Broken pillars reconstructed themselves. Cracked walls sealed. Burned ground regenerated slowly. The restoration was not perfect but it stabilized the territory. Gasps spread among the observers. The uncle watched carefully. “You are using power for repair instead of destruction.” I replied calmly. “If I want people to trust authority” “They must see it to protect , not dominate.”