Reiji was astounded at the amount of power he gained through the dispersion of Phantom. He powered up to max, shadows enveloping his body. His eyes turned smoky white, and the shadows obeyed him. He was their master. His transformation provided nothing but reassurance to himself.

His thought patterns were faster. This feels right read a white text message with a black background. Reiji was recalled for a second. The white messages were back, but this time he was the one sending them

He found a man waiting for a walk signal a few blocks down the road. He sent him a simple message Behind you the man instantly spun around, panicking. He looked left and right before regaining his composure. He seemed to fix his tie as he turned around, waiting for the signal like nothing had happened.

Reiji himself was intrigued with his new thought processes. It seemed to him that he was reborn with new powers. He looked around with his eyes becoming white, using thermal vision. He walked casually from where he was standing. He stopped about 100 yards from his last position, finding his test subject.

Looking into an alley, he saw a scrawny thug- looking man and a woman. The man had his hand over her mouth and a knife to her neck. Without a second thought, Reiji delved into his mind. The man screamed in pain. He dropped the knife and grabbed his head.

Through his perspective the world around him seemed to twist and vibrate in random patterns. He couldn’t hear himself screaming. He couldn’t think. He saw images of his own death form in his mind. Death after death, it was like an endless stream of bad movies. /shiver

The woman grabbed her purse and instantly fled the scene. The man was going bat-shit by now, violently ramming his head against the brick wall to his side. Reiji released the man from his grasp. The man fell down, unconscious from beating his head against the wall. Reiji walked away from the alleyway.

He could here sirens around him as officers surrounded him. “Freeze! Your under arrest!” they yelled through a megaphone.

“What are you, stupid?” the woman who had been in the process of getting rap- I mean mugged called out. “This man saved me! The Real criminal is still in the alley way!” She said, pointing to the alleyway. “Than-“ The lady began, but Reiji was nowhere to be found.

Standing shoulder width apart and cloaked in shadows, Reiji was apparent in the abandoned parking lot. In front of him at about 25 and 50 meters were empty glass bottle. He was getting ready for a bit of target practice. His threw his right hand forward, creating a spear with a sharp triangular point at its end. It smashed threw one of the bottles at 25m away.

This time, using the same hand, he created small dark spears, which were placed in between his fingers. He threw his hands down in a diagonal motion, releasing the spears half swing. They struck 3 bottles, all with perfect placement at 25m. He sighed with approval.

He looked down to the bottles place a 100m. He created more spears and chucked them forward. This time, however, known of the bottles were hit. He recreated the process and examined the spears. They seem to falter at 75m meters, throwing off their accuracy.

Using his new mental quickness, he brainstormed possible techniques to use in order to be accurate at 100+ meters. He formed a hypothesis around a larger skinnier spear, created using shadow ki around hi hands. He reached backward with his right hand, ki enveloping his loose fingers.

He thrust it for ward, the shadow ki running off his hands. It dispersed at about 70m. ‘Not stable enough.’ He thought. He reached backward again, shadows dancing along his fingers. He thrust his hand forward again, snapping his wrist and forming a fist. The shadows condensed in that second and launched forward, faster than the speed of a bullet.

It hit the bottle, but did not break it. It just left a hole ring in the middle of it, hardly held together by its remains. The spear, however, did not stop as it proceeded to run straight through a street light before dispersing behind it. The street lamp toppled downward to the street, but since no one was out, no one saw. Reiji inched away from the scene, making sure no evidence was left behind.



Reiji was in quite a pickle. He stood in an abandoned parking lot, surrounded by 40 or 50 thugs holding knives. He sighed; he always seemed to be good at getting in trouble. ‘I thought this was Kane’s job.’ He thought. One of the thugs seemed to be the leader, “So you’re the punk who did in our boys from that bank robbery, huh?”


Reiji did nothing but nod. The thug grew angry, “I’ll kill you, bitch!” He yelled. He pulled out a pistol from his pocket and shot around right at Reiji. Reiji used shadow step to barely dodge the bullet, not like it would have affected him anyway. The thug just got even more pissed, letting loose shots rapidly from the gun. Reiji succeeded in dodging all the bullets, thanks to his shadow step.

The thug smirked and threw the pistol to the side. He held his hand out as one of his groupies handed him another weapon, a fully automatic machinegun. Reiji’s eye turned smoky white and a thin layer of white could be seen forming around him. The thug brought the gun up and pulled the trigger, showing how trigger-happy he was. Reiji seemed to be an animal in the way he moved, a phantom in his movements. He managed to dodge every bullet with easy as the thug ran out of ammo.

He had somehow been able to kill all of his groupies. He looked around panicked. Reiji lifted his hand to show a caught bullet. He curled his middle finger to his thumb and flicked the bullet at the thug. It hit him dead between the eyes as he slumped over dead. Reiji looked around at the pile of corpses around him. ‘Sheesh’ He thought, flying off.

1048 WC

Techniques Learned:

[Name] - Shadow Step; Zanzoken
[Technique Type] - Basic
[Description] - The user dashes with immense speeds, with a high enough power level this technique because a teleportation.

[Name] - Apparition
[Technique Type] - Basic; Communication Technique
[Description] - The user is able to send white and black text messages to other persons through a simplistic form of telepathy. People receiving the message don’t actually read it as much as it is placed into their minds. Not an offensive ability, but can be used for distractions. Has seemingly unlimited range.

[Name] - Soul Distortion
[Technique Type] - Advanced
[Description] - The user distorts the senses of his opponent by open telepathy and distorts their thought process, may even send them images of God knows what. The ability vibrates the victim’s ‘soul’. It causes paralyzes, but does not do permanent mental damage or any physical damage. (Doesn’t actually affect the soul.) Uses Successful dice!


PL Gain
1048 - 425 (For techniques)
= 623 PL Gain.

Cepted.