You're Impossibly Fast And Strong の小説・ストーリー

"I became distracted, and my plans were foiled the day after the attack at the mansion. And I had to come up with a new plan. But once again, it got destroyed once the government wanted me working for them. And now the worst part of all, I don't have just one person in my life to sacrifice for, I have two. And bloody hell that person, became my weakness and strength." "Sounds like confession number 2, stop." Kiara gagged. "You'll understand once you get a boyfriend yourself lil' sis." Brian flicked her forehead. I was at a loss for words. Especially when he said, "strength". What did he mean by that? "Strength?" I asked. "Oh, I didn't tell you.. I found out that when you pop up in my mind, t

“You said it yourself—we are faster and stronger than normal people.” Patrick half-shrugged. “I guess you’re going to have to trust me.” Levi mentally rolled his eyes. As if.

The burning fire for that bitch rose even more in my chest. I was weak and I was not able to walk without balancing myself with anything supportive around. I decided to stand up again and try to find another way to get her out of our way. I needed my strength back for that. And to get my strength back, I needed to feed on a human. I slowly went downstairs as I was not really able to use my super speed.

I even started running faster than before. My stamina and strength had both increased, and the discovery filled me with excitement. When I returned home that evening, Chris told me to come outside for another fight. Instantly, I became extremely nervous. He looked at me and chuckled. “If you face an enemy looking like that, they won’t show you any mercy. In fact, you’ll only give them a reason to kill you quickly. People with strength respect people with strength, and powerful people make way for powerful people. No one tolerates the weak.”

I could probably cheer for Zach, but given his state today, I don’t want to be patronizing. I’m most surprised by Oscar. He’s fast, really fast, and he’s smashing through the course. He’s always been strong, but I didn’t realize he was this agile for someone so big its impressive. ‘Not as fast as you, though,’ Zanthe’s voice purrs in my head, smug and satisfied.

Finally. He hesitated, searching my face like he needed more confirmation, eyes hungry for answers. “We’re stronger than humans,” he said softly, and I shivered at the weight of the words. “Faster, too. Our senses, hearing, smell, sight, they’re sharper." A slow breath, a mix of excitement and nerves, filled me. I took a small step, testing myself, eyes alert to every sound, every movement. “I… I think I can do this,” I murmured, almost to myself.

But I want it to be. The transformed body is quick, quick and loud and alive and real and strong and uncontrollable and fast and real and more than I want to be, more than I should be, more than I am supposed to be. My body is and it fills the world like it is the world, like it is the night, like it is the air, like it is the forest. The strength is a shock, a shock that I can’t contain, can’t contain and can’t cover with my humanity, with the fragile parts of my humanity.

“Like I could run for like hours and not collapse…” 20 UP → Agility (14 → 24) My fingers twitched before I even realized it, reacting to invisible cues. The world seemed sharper, like everything around me had gained a half-second delay. “Faster…. I’m just exaggerating” 20 UP → Strength (23 → 33) The bedframe creaked when I clenched my fist, wood groaning against the sudden force. I let out a low laugh. “heh.” 20 UP → Willpower (12 → 22)

"That's Alpha-level strength. Maybe stronger." "It feels weird," I say, setting it down. "Like my body knows how to do things it couldn't do before." "That's the unlocked abilities kicking in. Your body always had this potential—it was just locked away." Riley grins. "Okay, next test: speed. Race me to the far end of the grounds." We line up, and when she says go, I take off. The world blurs around me. I'm faster than I've ever been, my legs eating up distance, the wind whipping past my face. I reach the far end in what feels like seconds and turn to see Riley just hitting her halfway point.

"By stopping with the self-doubt. Stopping with the comparisons to your brothers. You're not Alerion. You're not Zane. You're Lysander. And you've got strengths they don't have." "Like what?" "Speed. Adaptability. The ability to think on your feet when plans fall apart." He walked over to grab water. "But you keep trying to be strong like Alerion or skilled like Zane instead of being fast and unpredictable like yourself." "Being fast hasn't kept me from getting hurt." "Because you're using it to run away from hits instead of running toward openings. Speed is a weapon. Start treating it like one." We went another hour. By the end, I could barely stand.