Capítulo 8: Limit
Kenji returned home, took a long shower, and tried to relax in his bed. However, his mind was restless. The questions plagued him: Where did his power come from? Why was it given to him? He realized that if he continued as he was, it would take him too long to find the answers. He decided to test his abilities once again, but this time, he would push himself beyond any limits he had reached before.
Leaving his house unnoticed, thanks to his incredible speed, he headed towards a secluded forest far from civilization. Once there, surrounded by nothing but trees and silence, Kenji began to focus. Slowly, he started increasing his energy. The air around him began to shift, trembling under the strain of his power. His body felt the vibrations intensify, but instead of discomfort, it felt invigorating. It was as if those vibrations were feeding into his strength, pushing him further.
As he continued, the environment began to react violently. The very air seemed to tear apart, revealing glimpses of what lay beyond—black voids of space that shimmered through the cracks in reality. Kenji paused, startled. He hadn't even come close to his limit, yet the damage he was causing was already severe. Testing his power here, on Earth, was clearly too dangerous. The idea struck him: What if I try this in space?
The thought seemed both audacious and logical. He wouldn't need to worry about air or survival; his body had already proven to endure far more than any human's. Without hesitation, he concentrated his energy into his legs and leapt. In less than a second, he found himself in the cold vastness of space.
From his vantage point, he could see Earth in all its glory. But what caught his attention wasn't just the beauty of the planet—it was the ominous sight of massive yokai-like entities swirling within its atmosphere. Their forms were ethereal yet terrifying, lurking like predators around the globe.
Kenji forced himself to look away. There was no time to admire or fear; he had come here with a purpose. He began channeling his energy once again, pushing it to greater heights. With each passing moment, his body changed. Sparks of electricity began dancing across his skin, eventually enveloping him in a cocoon of white lightning.
As his power grew, the environment responded in kind. Space itself seemed to ripple, as if the universe was rejecting his presence. Nearby, he noticed alien spacecrafts scattered across the vastness of space. At first, they hovered idly, their metallic hulls reflecting the faint light of distant stars. However, as Kenji's energy surged, the ships began to react. They vibrated violently before hastily retreating, their movements frantic as though the pilots were fully aware of the danger. Even the yokai on Earth appeared to sense his energy, their ethereal forms pulling back as if trying to evade his overwhelming presence.
Despite the strange reactions around him, Kenji pressed on. He wanted to find his limit, to understand the true scope of his abilities. His appearance continued to transform—he was no longer just a boy but a beacon of raw power. The lightning surrounding him crackled furiously, illuminating the dark expanse of space. Yet, as his power surged, something unprecedented happened.
A black hole began forming in the distance, pulling at everything nearby. Its gravity was immense, an inescapable force seemingly summoned by Kenji's energy. It dawned on him: the universe was trying to contain him, to nullify the threat he posed.
The black hole grew larger, and from its depths, a giant hand emerged. Before Kenji could react, the hand reached out and placed a lock onto him. His movements froze. It wasn't physical—it was as if his very essence had been shackled. The overwhelming sensation of being restricted was foreign and unsettling.
"What… is this?" Kenji muttered, though his voice carried no sound in the vacuum of space.
The hand extended a piece of paper toward him. Hesitantly, Kenji reached out and took it. As soon as the paper was in his grasp, the hand retracted, disappearing along with the black hole.
Kenji unfolded the note and began reading.
"To the recipient of the Godspeed Power," it began. "We apologize for the oversight in your granted abilities. Due to a technical error, the limiter on your power was never implemented, allowing you to access strength far beyond what was intended. This poses a catastrophic risk to your surroundings, as demonstrated by your recent activity. Effective immediately, your power has been capped. The lock you now bear ensures that your maximum potential is regulated to prevent such events in the future."
Kenji read on, his expression a mix of confusion and frustration. The note continued: "As compensation, the maximum level of your power will still far exceed what you were originally meant to receive. However, reaching this new maximum will require greater effort. Additionally, we advise you to return to Earth immediately, as prolonged use of your energy at this level may lead to exhaustion. Once again, we apologize for the inconvenience and thank you for your cooperation."
Kenji crumpled the note in his fist, feeling the weight of what had just happened. His limitless potential was gone, replaced by a controlled ceiling he had no say in. Even as his frustration simmered, he couldn't deny the logic behind the decision. If left unchecked, his power could have easily destroyed the planet.
As he floated in space, the lightning that had enveloped his body began to fade. The transformation reversed itself, leaving him back in his normal state. Kenji sighed. There was no point dwelling on it now. He turned toward Earth and pushed off, using the remnants of his energy to propel himself back home.
In a matter of moments, he landed just outside his house. His legs trembled slightly as the last reserves of his strength gave out. Stumbling inside, he collapsed onto his bed, too drained to even pull the covers over himself. Sleep came almost instantly, though his dreams were haunted by visions of what he had seen—the yokai, the black hole, and the hand that had changed everything.
When Kenji woke the next morning, his body ached, but his mind was sharper than ever. He replayed the events in his head, trying to make sense of them. The note's mention of a "technical error" left him with more questions than answers. Who were the ones responsible for his powers? And why had they chosen him in the first place?
As he got dressed, a new thought struck him. If his powers had been altered, it meant he would need to retrain himself to adapt to the changes. The note had implied that reaching his new maximum would be challenging, but Kenji saw it as an opportunity. Perhaps this was the perfect chance to truly master his abilities.
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