It was a Saturday, so Daniel and Alice had plenty of time on their hands.
Along with plenty of cash, courtesy of Daniel.
The first place they went to was a restaurant outside campus. They had both not eaten even though it was past 12 in the afternoon, so it was only right.
It was a standard restaurant, so Daniel spent up to ₦6k on food for both of them.
After that, he took her shopping. She was a bit reserved at first, but Daniel assured her that she could have anything she wanted.
And so, he bought her a cologne, some skincare products since hers were almost finished, a silver bracelet in pairs, along with one for himself, and just a few beverages.
They seemed quite happy throughout the date, but Daniel couldn't just get his mind off... Whatever it was that happened earlier in the day.
It wasn't just his OCD. It was more like the words contained in those whispers were glued to his brain, always at the tip of his tongue, but whenever he tried saying it out loud, his memory failed him.
At around 3 'Oclock, Alice noticed him fidgeting subtly, and suggested that they go back so he could get some rest.
A suggestion Daniel gladly obliged.
And so, at exactly 3:44 pm, Daniel was back in his room.
Immediately he settled down, he pulled out his laptop and went straight to the web, Chat GPT, the dark web, anywhere he could find, searching for what could be the cause of the symptoms he had just faced.
At first he thought it was some kind of rare illness or something, but gave up on that idea, partly because he was a bit scared at the thought, but mostly because he didn't find any illnesses that had symptoms matching what he had faced that morning.
At the end of his search, a full hour had passed, but still nothing.
But then it clicked.
'When I came to, the orientation that was mandatory, something Alice's department had planned for for a few days, was suddenly cancelled...
'Could this have something to do with it?'
As he pondered, he came to a theory, and opened a new Word file on his laptop to document his thoughts.
- NAME: Fortuna's Dominion (Until another official name is discovered)The ability to alter and control the probability of events. Official name for them is 'Probability Events.'
- ABILITY CLASSIFICATION: Unknown. Depending on its limits which are currently unexplored.
- THREAT LEVEL: Potentially Omega.
He deduced that this was probably the ability to control Probability.
In other words, a superpower.
He could be wrong, but this was the best guess he had until he had more information on what happened.
'Okay, let's start simple.'
Time to test his hypothesis.
Ever since that event earlier in the day, he had been seeing various characters almost everywhere when focused, though they would automatically fade whenever he relaxed.
This time though, he focused intensely, having a single intention on his mind as he stared at his roommate who was lying on his back, using his phone.
Suddenly, a series of incomprehensible letters appeared next to Solomon. A part of it came into view and Daniel automatically understood the meaning.
[Probability of phone dropping: 21.4352%]
'It actually worked. Well, time to find out if this is real or I'm just going crazy'.
As he focused on the intention of making the Probability Event a certainty, he 'felt' the whispers from earlier today that were still branded in his mind 'flicker', a very incomprehensible feeling since they were in the form of thought, and felt a surge of energy flow out from him.
This time, he actively felt the amount of energy taken from what he would just call the 'Energy Pool', and found out that this single Probability Event had taken almost 60% of his reserves.
However, the results were immediate.
[Probability of Phone dropping: 100%]
A small gust of wind blew into the room, making Solomon's eyes a bit dry, and so he blinked them. The momentary lapse in attention caused his grip to lax and the phone to slip out of his hand.
*CLATTER*
Solomon's phone fell on his face, and he cursed out loud, slightly annoyed.
Daniel chuckled.
"Using your phone in that position is like asking for it to fall on you."
Solomon shook his head.
"Jt was this stupid wind!"
As his roommate went to close the window, Daniel heart was almost beating out of his chest.
'This 'power' is literally reality manipulation!'
All he needed was ambition and high enough energy reserves, and he could mould the very course of events across reality to his own will. Thinking of his energy reserves though, his excitement dampened a little.
'I need to find out more about this apparent superpower. If energy doesn't replenish at all or takes something of months or years to replenish, which is entirely possible thanks to how OP this is, then I'll be cooked.'
What happens when you give a teenager with above-average IQ the ability to change the very course of events?
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