I had put my knife back inside my pocket

  He stood up and stared right at me

  “I figured it out, your ability is extremely similar to mine except mine works on objects, there’s always a pattern with people’s abilities, your third ability is to erase parts of time, but that’s merely just a theory”.

  “How do you suppose that will even work? Erasing time? What advantage would that even give”?

  He forced me to patrol the city and protect it

  There was nothing in particular, it was just people and more people crossing roads, I sat on a wooden bench in a park that was just around the corner.

  Japan was one of the countries with the fewest crime rates but it has been drastically increasing in the past decade

  But demons coming into a dense city like this is close to impossible but it had somehow happened to me, after all the military has been constantly fighting them on the front line for a couple of years while we merely relax in the back

  Schools for superpowered individuals act as preparation for war and becoming an adventurer, they were set up by the military to basically trick people into going into war and the parents still pay for them

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  The only reason I’m following is that the world would a boring place if no one could exist

  People came and went like fleas as I saw them walk back and forth through the park, there were old and young, one watching the other play in the playgrounds, the small little children causing chaos

  My fingers tapped on the wooden chair in the park, it was boring to be honest, I was supposed to watch over the entire city but walking was just too tiring, I despise exercise

  My body is physically weak, to the point I collapse whenever I run a couple meters, no matter how much I strengthen myself I’m still weak

  My power is my only redeeming quality

  There was a big white van that parked in front of the playground

  ‘Free Candy’

  This was just like a movie or a setup for a joke, he isn’t really serious is he?

  Coming out of the van was a middle aged man with a cap and mask on his face

  This was extremely out of place yet no one was even batting an eye

  “Guess this is a job for me to deal with”.

  I stood up from the bench, my back was aching a lot and my ankle felt like it was going to break

  “I swear to god, I’m getting old”.

  I appeared behind him, knocking him out by hitting his head with the handle of my blade, his eyes were white completely rolled over to the back of his head as the aura that surrounded him disappeared

  He seemed like a mindless puppet following its master’s orders

  I felt a tight grip on my shoulders, he was so goddamn strong, there wasn’t any possible way I could shake it off, within his other hand was a cloth laced with a sleeping agent as I felt it enter into my nose

  In broad daylight, not a single person even bat an eye

  Like everyone was being controlled by a higher being

  Turns out I walked into the wrong neighborhood

  I was blindfolded, soft carpet laid under my knees as people held me from behind

  I could hear a thick and masculine voice in front of me

  “Feminine enough, I’m going to dress him up in female clothes, in fact men are better than women in all aspects, they can understand me better”.