After he and Simi left the hotel, and he was back in his room, he went back to his notes.
Slowly but surely, the pages had become filled with diagrams, questions, and terms only he fully understood.
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Relevance Distortion – Entry 3:
• I placed a Water bottle on a pavement this morning. No one noticed for a few minutes, until I used R.D., then some passerby glanced down, picked it up and put it in a bin that was nearly 10 meters away.
I can push certain objects or events into "higher importance."
I focus on a thing—say, a book on the floor—and suddenly someone trips over it.
It's not coincidence. I'm weighting things. Shifting what matters in a sequence of cause and effect.
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The next day, Ayo was walking, his face glued to his screen, but then he suddenly looked up, and there was Simi.
She wore a brown hijab today, complementing her brown jeans which did nothing to hide her figure.
"You didn't text me again yesterday." She said, a bit down.
"What? No no no. I was just taking some time to arrange my thoughts. Yesterday was really... Unexpected." Ayo quickly said.
Simi stared at him for a few seconds, her eyes getting watery. "
"Do you think I'm cheap?"
Ayo paused, suddenly pulling her into his arms, whispering.
"I would never think that. The only thing you are is mine."
Simi laughed a bit, but one could feel she was relieved.
They talked for a few minutes, about anything really. Cuddling and hugging each other on a nearby bench, before they had to depart for their separate classes.
Later that day. In class.
Ayo stared at his lecturer's pen. Using Relevance Distortion
Mid-lecture, the woman paused, frowned, then picked it up with a mutter, putting it in her back pocket.
Ayo blinked. No way that was normal.
Back in the hostel, Femi watched him pace, writing in his book.
"You're getting spooky, bro."
Ayo shook his head continuing to write while muttering.
"You and this novel thing ehn. I don't know how person go dey write book and almost be running mad."
Ayo didn't reply, and Femi shrugged.
...
As night fell, Ayo suddenly shuddered.
His ability had triggered again, and this was a new feeling, one he had never felt previously.
And clearer than ever.
It felt like someone, or maybe even something, was probing him, watching him.
No. It was definitely someone. He could feel it, inexplicably.
Before that feeling could lock onto him though, he instinctively did something that left him with a slight headache, and the feeling disappeared.
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Final note of the day:
I think I'm not the only one with power.
Is it someone with the same ability as me? Or is it a different one?
Either way, I did something to solve the issue, even though I don't know what.
I might have to be more careful.
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An hour or so later, when he was about to go to sleep, he felt it again—that same ripple from the day before. Stronger now. Like a sudden spike in pressure. Like that someone was seeing him more clearly
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He wrote again.
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New Observation:
There's a pattern I don't recognize. It clashes with mine.
Not a coincidence. Someone is causing ripples I didn't start.
Possibility: Another tuner?
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The idea both scared and intrigued him.
But before he could write anything else, his mind instinctively 'resisted'. Again.
This time with such intensity that he was hit with an excruciating headache that rendered him unconscious almost instantly.
But before he was out cold, two words flickered to life in his mind.
Probability Veil
...
Thousands of miles away, Qiang's body shook violently, a trickle of blood escaping his lips. The data sets in the large touchscreen in front of him were crumbling quickly, even as he tried his best to keep them intact.
"This power. IT'S FASCINATING!!" He yelled hysterically, even as it seemed his efforts were coming to naught.
...
Ayo jolted awake, drenched in sweat. His head pounded like a drum, and for a moment, he couldn't remember where he was. The room spun slightly, until his vision settled on the faint blue glow of his laptop screen still open on his desk.
He sat up slowly, wincing. "What the hell was that?" he muttered to himself. It wasn't just a nightmare. That was definitely real
He reached for his notebook, flipping to the latest entry.
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New Entry: Probability Veil (tentative)
I think there's a third layer.
It's not about another way to shift or change Causality and Probability. This one feels more like hiding
When that 'presence' was looking at me, something inside reacted. My mind veiled itself. That's the only word that fits.
I didn't consciously activate anything. It felt instinctive, like blinking when something flies toward your eyes.
But the aftermath—it knocked me out cold.
Possibility: Passive defense mechanism tied to mental intrusion.
I need to test this, but carefully.
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Ayo let out a long breath and dropped his pen. He leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling.
He knew something had changed. Again.