Long Term

I could make my weapons grow. Holy hell, the staff went all the way up. If I could make the staff grow, what about the others. I summoned a gun and just as I thought I elongated the barrel of the gun . I then summoned a scythe and increased the size of the curved part all the way to the size of a car. Yet this whole time it did not feel heavy. I then summoned a mallet, the long big kind and I made the head of the hammer massive to the point it touched both sides of the room yet, it still did not feel heavy and I still had the mastery of the weapon itself. So my power in its total, is that I can summon energy constructs of any weapon and I could alter its length and mass but it would not affect me. I also confirmed that I could summon defensive weapons, like shields and also alter their size and supportive weapons, like flashbangs and smokebombs.

So now what? What would be my plan after this. Thinking logically about this I had 4 choices.

One, I could become a Superhero, I would have to sign up at the Darwin Agency which is the worlds largest supes company. It has a majority of superheroes like Ally and Lady Luck and General USA and a whole lot more. I would join a junior team like the Apprentices and I would also get paid. The bad part was that they would know our secret identities and where we live, or go to school to and that information could be deadly in the wrong hands. The amount of times an accidental leaked happened. You would think they would fix this shit by now. You would also be forced to refrain from saving people without being given a mission or order, meaning if you see an old lady who's about to get hit by a car you are obliged to not save her until you get the mission to do so. Only in emergencies does this not apply. So that goes against anything I stand for. Which isn't much really.

Two would be to live life as a villain. I have so many reasons why that would be a terrible idea but if I started listing them right now we would be here till next week so lets skip this one.

My third choice is to be a vigilante. These are the heroes that are wanted by the law. They save people without getting paid and listening to the rules that limit the supes at the Darwin agency. Sadly its been made illegal to be a vigilante considering they are still breaking the law. This would be the best choice for me.

And last but not least. Nothing. Just live a normal life without fighting or getting into trouble. Finish high school, get a job, get married, have kids and die of old age. Except that sounded boring as hell and I would blow my brains out on the second day of that life.

So I went with the option number three. To become a vigilante. It would be a lot of hard work and would cut into my gaming time, but who needs gaming when you have a world to save. I would need a lot of things, a costume, a name and even a base. The one i could work on right now would be the suit. I need a skin tight material that at the same time would be like armor. I looked around for materiel in my room and all i could find was my cycling full-bodied skin tights that my mom got me. So yeah I definitely need a costume. That's when I had an idea.

My power could maybe summon a suit of armor. I just really hope it isn't the bulky type like the ones from the mid 1600s. So I start thinking, about a suit that I would and could wear for the rest of my newly born career. That's when plates of dark blue energy constructs started piecing themselves together like a newly formed jigsaw puzzle on my body. It went all over my body except for my face and hair. When I looked at myself in the mirror I noticed that I was in some sort of skin tight yet armored suit and that I also had a poncho that looked like it was from the steampunk era. My face couldn't be seen behind the hood of the poncho, but my eyes were glowing dark blue.

Ok now this is badass.