The first fight of my life but it went wrong (02)

Tamim woke up and saw himself in bed. 

" I am in bed. What. I slept in bed in that lucid dream, but in reality, I slept on the sofa, right? So does that mean it was not a lucid dream?" says Tamim to himself.

Urgency consumed him. Rushing into the kitchen, he deliberately stabbed his hand with a knife. To his relief, blood began to trickle out. The sensation of pain and the sight of his bleeding hand oddly comforted him.

"That's a relief. I felt pain, which means it was not something I thought. I am normal again," thinks Tamim.

Eagerly grabbing a bandage, his intention to wrap the wound was disrupted by a miraculous sight—the wound began healing before his eyes, his arm regenerating to its undamaged state.

Tamim looked at his hand and was shocked. "What? What the actual shit is happening to me?" Tamim said.

A few moments .

Tamim is in his room with a book. Tamim closed his book, lied on the bed, and started thinking, "It's been a while since I got to know that I am one of those people who got power. I got the hint when Fahim told me about the panic attack, but still, why me? I never wanted to be something like that. And after I get to know about it, I can't stop thinking about it, even when I am studying."

Tamim sits up and thinks, "I think I should take a visit to the team. If I go and play a game on stream, it might help a lot.".

Tamim went to the washroom, and he was washing his face. He looked in the mirror, and suddenly Tamim felt pain again in his head and a vision in his eyes. He sees a beautiful garden with lots of flowers and butterflies, and in a split second, the gardren's structure starts to change, and all the flowers become dark red like the color of blood. The grass turns into blood and bones, and from the inside of the red flower, blood is flooding.

Tamim's vision ended with a glass-breaking sound, and Tamim opened his eyes and saw that the mirror was broken and his hand was bleeding.

The hand starts to heal slowly. Tamim looked at his arm and saw that, in a second, his arm had healed back to normal.

Tamim gets out of the washroom and says, "This powers; I should stop thinking about this shit."

He opens his closet, grabs a jacket, and gets out of his house.

After a few moments, Tamim came in front of a big, seven-story building. There is a big signboard named Nextera.co.

The guard saw Tamim and said, "Good morning, sir."

Tamim looked at the guy and said, "Morning, has anyone come yet?"

"Yah, they just came. By the way, you had an exam, right, sir?" says the gatekeeper.

"Don't call me sir," Tamim said, entering the area.

Tamim I got inside using a card and got inside a lift. I pressed the 4th floor button, and the lift started going up and reaching the 4th floor, where there is a single big room. The banner said, "Nextera E-Sports, under 19."

He was going to open the door, and the door opened before he could. Tamim encountered a woman, who opened the door. The woman has long, orange hair.

The woman was shocked in a happy way.

"Tamim, I didn't expect you today," she said.

Tamim responded , "With the exam still 17 days away, I thought I'd stream today."

Concern etched on her face, the woman probed gently, "You seem frustrated. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Samia, sis. Please, don't ask," Tamim deflected.

Samia persisted, "As your manager, I need to ensure our team members are doing well."

"Thanks, but I'm fine," Tamim reiterated, his desire for solitude evident.

"Ok, by the way, I am going down; Riya and Rafi are inside," says Samia.

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Tamim entered the room.

"Hey, big brother Neon, what's up?" A teen girl with long dyed pink hair and headphones greeted Tamim as he entered the room.

"Yo, Tamim, I didn't expect you here," a teen boy with curly light brown hair and headphones remarked.

Strolling toward an empty gaming chair, Tamim shrugged. "Came for no reason, maybe just to practice or pass the time."

The door swung open, and another boy with spiky black hair entered, his words laced with disdain: "Yeah, we all know how selfish you are. That's why I hate you."

"No one hates Tamim, bro. You're the only one who feels that way," the teen girl, Riya, defended.

"Exactly! Tamim Bro can solo all of us in-game, right, Riya?" The curly-haired boy chimed in.

Tamim interjected, "You don't have to defend me, Rafi. It was my fault for showing up today. I should go."

With that, Tamim left the room.

Tamim entered the lift and pressed the G floor. Tamim's thoughts lingered on his departure. "I'm not leaving because of their conversation about me. The real reason I'm heading home is because, while they were talking,

I accidentally moved a bottle using my mind. If I stayed longer, they might realize I have powers. I can't control them yet. I shouldn't have come out; I know what my powers are and how to use them.

16 days later

Nighttime -

Tamim strode through the street, thinking, "Let's see... I can move objects without touching, heal myself, endure beyond limits, and I don't feel hunger or sleep. Ah, and there's the teleportation—every possible place I observe," he pondered while sipping on "Rin," his favorite drink. 

"But these days, I don't feel hungry or sleepy . To be honest, it really helped me study, and  I've also gained some control; maybe it's time not to fear, now that I have some command over my abilities."

As he traversed, a police car in pursuit of a bullet-ridden truck caught Tamim's attention. A man from the truck's window unleashed light bullets, disabling the police car's driver. Chaos ensued as the truck halted abruptly in front of Tamim, drawing a crowd of people and robots.

"That guy from the truck stole an important formula and chemical; it's critical, but we couldn't stop them," explained one of the officers amidst the commotion.

The scene shifted. The truck driver was driving, and the guy beside him said, "Hell yeah! Now this is ours. By selling this formula, we can be the owners of millions of notes.

Suddenly, a human figure dropped from the sky. Stopping the car.

"Ouch, but I stopped it," Tamim muttered as he found himself on the truck, concealed beneath his mask. (He knew to elude recognition due to his fame as an esports player.)

The assailant, with a laser gun, opened fire. Tamim swiftly dodged the lights and bullets, his mind racing. "I thought I could escape after stopping the truck, but where are the police? If I get shot, it's over. I never signed up for this. Why am I even here?" A bullet grazed him, but he felt no pain. Reacting on instinct, he incapacitated the shooter with a swift blow.

A second adversary injected himself, transforming into a towering 7'1" monster before Tamim's eyes. Overwhelmed, Tamim's thoughts raced. "I don't want to help people. My mind dragged me here, not my will. I won't fight and risk my life. I must escape."

Tamim glanced back and witnessed that monstrous transformation as the creature lunged toward a nearby child. Reacting swiftly, Tamim teleported to shield the child from harm and whisked them to safety just in time.

"I know every time I do something good, something bad happens to me. But I have to protect everyone here before the police, Supercop, or soul sorcerer," Tamim resolved, attempting to fend off the monstrous attacker. However, each blow from the creature reverberated through the bridge, jeopardizing the safety of bystanders.

With the situation escalating, Tamim swiftly teleported them to a nearby park, determined to confront the adversary seriously. However, despite his efforts, the ferocity of the monster's attacks overwhelmed Tamim.

Every strike landed with bone-crushing force, leaving Tamim unable to defend himself adequately. The monster's relentless assault continued, each punch distorting Tamim's features and rendering his eye a swollen blur. His attempts to counter or evade proved futile, as he was repeatedly thrown across the park, unable to halt the onslaught.

The force of the monster's blows and the repeated tosses left Tamim reeling, his body a canvas of bruises and agony. Frustration and desperation seeped into his thoughts as he struggled to make any effective defense or retaliation.

"Every time I try to help, I end up in a worse situation. If I survive this, I'll never assist anyone again," Tamim lamented, his resolve crumbling.

Suddenly, a mysterious figure emerged, intervening in the battle, yet Tamim's injured eye prevented him from identifying the savior. The mysterious character effortlessly subdued the monster, delivering a final thunderous blow that reverted the creature back to its human form.

As police sirens blared, the enigmatic figure vanished, leaving Tamim with the dilemma of evading the authorities.

His one eye healed, Tamim listening to the siren sound thought, " Aghh, police are coming maybe. I have to go now "

Tamim looked at a five-story building roof. His body disappeared from the place. Teleporting to the nearby rooftop, Tamim's battered body slowly began to heal, despite enduring excruciating pain.

"This is the most physically painful night I've experienced. I'll never use my powers again, no matter the circumstances," Tamim vowed, his determination faltering under the weight of his injuries.

Returning home, his torn clothes concealed the extent of his injuries, thanks to his healing abilities. "I have an exam tomorrow, and now I have fallen into this shitty ordeal." Tamim says this and sits on the sofa.

The next day, Dakka Business University -

Surrounded by hopeful students and their parents, Tamim pondered the exam's simplicity. His thoughts were interrupted by a girl nearby expressing her worries about the exam to her parents.

"Mom, I think I won't get admission here. It was my dream to enter this university, but the exam was hard. I am sorry."

Tamim's attention shifted, captivated by the emotional exchange between them.

Tamim looked at his watch and waited for the red light of the traffic light to turn green.

Behind Tamim, there is a Tanis ground where two teenage boys are playing Tanis.

One of the boys made a powerful attack on the ball that broke the Tennis Court iron fence and was going to hit Tamim.

Tamim, who was looking at the road, suddenly reacted and caught the ball before it hit him.

The boy came from inside the Tanis Cort and said, "I am sorry. I hope nothing happened to you."

"I am fine," says Tamim, who looked back and saw the ball broke the iron fence net of the Tennis-court. Tamim gave the ball to them, and while giving it, he saw that the ball was unharmed.

At that moment, the signal turned green. Tamim started crossing the road without saying a word.

To be continued...