Billion_Generator

=== WSA 2025 ===

Way, way, and very way before I was even born, my world was invaded. Actually, not just my world, my entire damn universe was overrun by another, led by a single race that called themselves the Eternals.

And they were prepared. Very prepared. Every life we lost in the war against them was used by them. They didn’t just kill people, they captured their souls, forged them into Phantoms, and used the souls to twist beasts into Abominations. Our dead became their army.

Three hundred years later, I was born. A guy with way too much energy. Sitting still? Impossible. Taking it slow? Not happening. I was always moving, always ready to burst into action. Then I awakened, and got a talent too.

My Talent's Name Was Generator.

Because of it I never ran out of energy. Ever. My muscles? Supercharged. My healing? Faster. My stamina? Please, I had no idea what being tired even felt like.

So if the universe wanted to throw an endless war at me?

Fine. I’d throw everything I had right back.

I wasn’t born a hero. Never wanted to be one. But this war? It wasn’t just my universe’s fight anymore. It was mine. The Eternals made sure of that when they took my parents' souls.

My Talent's Name Is Generator

I lowered my hand and looked at my fist.

I hadn't controlled the Essence properly. Even with Essence Manipulation active, my control wasn't precise enough. My knuckles burst, and a few veins ruptured as well.

I turned around and started walking forward, heading toward the next orc.

Another lava pool bubbled, and an orc slowly emerged from it.

I allowed the orc to fully step out and get into position.

The moment it did, I burst forward.

Strength gathered into my arm. I channeled Essence into my fist, this time more careful with the flow and release.

I focused on the raw power I could feel within my muscles and adjusted the amount of Essence accordingly.

Right before impact, I triggered the explosion.

Evolved Skill