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At the young age of four, I learned that not every child was born equal. I was labeled Quirkless and was from then on demoted to second-class citizenship in most areas of life. And when I complained I really had a quirk, nobody listened.
At the young age of four, I woke up to a sight I never forgot. The world was tinted green as never before, and thin grey lines ran in between green squares. A voice said hello and a prompt menu was displayed before me, with my tasks of the day. I shrieked at the sight and passed out. My mom woke me, having heard the shriek, and was pleasantly surprised when the Quirk I had manifested was something entirely new, not a product of either her’s or father’s Quirks. We went to the doctor for the first time about Quirk testing that day. He told us the results, that I didn’t have a Quirk. My mom hugged me as I cried, but told me she believed me when we got back home.
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It took me a while to realize that my quirk was neither some sort of hallucination, nor the standard function of human existence. I physically see grid lines overlapping reality, and there's an assistant bot that helps me remember things. It'll remind me about Daily Chores, Schoolwork and Studying, as well as exercise. As I got older and began filling journals more and more with analyses of heroes in action, I noticed a new meter, and eventually discovered a new system of my Quirk.
As I was updating the analysis note for Endeavor after a new move of his was just debuted, I noticed the usual progress bar for taking an action. I hadn't figured out yet how my quirk knew what my progress was, but it always did. I finished the update on "fire fist, — grabs enemy villain with both fists, unleashes flames, and leaves them on the ground" with a detailed picture to go along with it. I gave it a 5/10 for sheer effectiveness, but deducted by impracticality of such close range combat where many villains excel and that it causes unnecessary harm. Suddenly a screen popped up in front of me, one then I had to physically tap away after reading instead of quietly muttering 'exit.' It read: "Congratulations! You've reached Level 1! Here are your ATTRIBUTES:
Vigor: 2
Finesse: 3
Charisma: 5
Intellect: 6
Reason: 10
I clicked the window away, only to find another popping up a few seconds after:
"You may now add THREE POINTS to your ATTRIBUTES. You may SAVE these POINTS for a later date if you are not sure. They will not expire." I click the window away.
Next window reads,
"Here is a list of SKILLS you are EXPERIENCED in:
Analysis (Distant)
Cower
Observation"
Each of the skills listed are written in maya blue on the weird black background, underlined in a neon green text. I decide to click on the links one by one.
The first link showed up in a pop up window, as did the others. They read,
"Distant Analysis: Level 4
Used for situations when you must determine important attribute and gain understanding from a distance, without taking a more personal look. Useful for deciding wether to investigate a situation further."
"Cower: Level 6
Used to deflect attention given to you by bullies onto others. At higher levels of Cower, you gain minor bonuses in: Hiding, Stealth, and minor protection from Intimidation""Observation, Level 5
Used to discern what is going on among commotion, as well as spotting minor details from a distance. Useful side-skill to Analysis: Distance, as well as Cower"
By the time I had finished dealing with the mass of pop up windows that I couldn’t vocally exit from, only a few minutes had passed. Endeavor had the Villain he’d been fighting securely tied up and was waiting for the police to arrive, I suspected. I thought about the message towards the start about ATTRIBUTE points and LEVELING UP. I had given some thought about my quirk before, including as to why the doctor either couldn’t detect my quirk or refused to tell us about it when we had our third quirk assessment visit at the doctor’s last week.