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- “Set.”
- The change washed over me like being dunked in warm water, and when I opened my eyes, my costumed self stared back at me in the cracked mirror. This wasn’t enough, though. My base Breaker state wasn’t really anything to celebrate — just strong enough and just fast enough for me to leg it to a safe spot to finish the transformation into one of my more powerful states. Maybe a low level brute and mover rating, but nothing on one of the famous Alexandria packages.
- I looked deeper inside and rummaged through my knowledge of different Heroes, looking for one that could do what I needed it to do. Luckily, I’d had a situation like this before, one where I needed to repair a toaster or microwave I’d broken accidentally with my power — thankfully, Dad had never noticed the difference — so I selected her, grasped her with my metaphorical hands, and pulled her to the surface.
- “Install.”
- Power rushed through me. That was really the only way to describe it. It was power, pure, unadulterated, and massive beyond imagining. If my normal human state was a puddle and my base Breaker state was a pool, then what surged through me as I called upon that Hero was an ocean. In the beginning, just holding onto a fraction of that much power was like trying to wrangle a hurricane or a tsunami or an erupting volcano.
- It was intoxicating. I’d experienced what they called “runner’s high” quite a few times in the past three months, and even that paled in comparison. I didn’t have any experience, so I had no idea how good sex felt, but “orgasmic” probably wasn’t that far off. It was like every nerve in my brain was being flooded with dopamine and serotonin.
- If that was what being high felt like, I could understand why people had such a problem with addiction.
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