Rebirth: 100 Days Before Doomsday - Chapter 115

Chapter 115: Unlocking First Superpower

Grace wasn’t sure exactly what sort of thought bloomed in her mind as she threw the punch – maybe she was thinking about just punching him, or maybe she went as far as to think about throwing him against the window behind him, but whatever the case, she ended up doing way more than that.

The moment her hand moved forward, Rune moved at the same time, seeking to dodge the punch just like he had been doing all this this time. However, it wasn’t her fist that he needed to defend against, but the surge of force that took him by complete surpise and threw him against the glass window.

The force was so strong that it not only threw him against the glass, but broke through that very glass as well, taking him down with it.

Everything happened so quickly that Grace barely got any time to register it. One moment she was throwing the punch, and the very next moment, she caught a glimpse of Rune falling down the building through the now broken floor-to-ceiling window.

A scream tore past her lips as realization of what had just happened hit her hard, forcing her to run toward the now broken window. She completely ignored the shards that were scattered over the floor and crouched at the edge, staring down the building only to see Rune hanging from a beam just a few feet down from her.

“Rune!”

She shouted in alarm, a sense of immediate relief washing over her once she knew that he wasn’t dead… yet. Unfortunately, her voice got carried away with the storm that was throwing the snow right at her face. It was so cold that it bit right into her skin, causing sharp pain, but she was focused on saving Rune.

She immediately took out a rope from her space, ready to help him climb back into the apartment, but it seemed like she didn’t need to bother as the man took a powerful leap and with practiced ease, he slipped back into the apartment like those ninjas she had seen in movies.

Shocked, she sat there staring at him with wide eyes while he brushed off the snow that had covered him in those few minutes. He might have taken a moment or two before he finally looked up at her, noticing the mixed look of horror and relief on her face.

“Grace.” He called, shaking her out of the depths of the shock and terror that was still holding her captured.

“You…” she tried to speak but her voice was barely audible, and the loud sound of the storm wasn’t helping much.

As if finally noticing the issue of the broken window, Rune immediately pulled her up and away from the dangerous edge where she had been crouching all this time. He quickly checked her, trying to see if any of the shards had injured her. Fortunately, no such thing happened, but it still wasn’t enough to stop him from giving her a piece of his mind.

“Have you lost your mind? What do you think you were doing just now? Don’t you know how dangerous it is to get this close to the edge? What if you might have lost your balance or something-”

He never got to finish his sentence as Grace just threw her rams around him and hugged him tightly, allowing herself to feel his warmth and make herself believe that he was indeed alright.

“I’m sorry, Rune. I don’t know what just happened. I was just throwing a punch, I don’t know how it-” she struggled to finish that sentence as she had no idea what just happened.

She pulled away from the hug and turned her gaze toward the broken window, her mind racing to understand what just happened. She obviously didn’t do that, right?

While she didn’t have the answer to that question, it seemed like Rune had some sort of idea about what might have happened. He took hold of her shoulders and turned her to face him.

“No need to apologize. I know that you have no plans of killing me, at least not at this moment

. We will discuss about this further, but first, we need to find a… warm place.” He spoke the last sentence while sparing a glance at the broken window through which the snow was piling inside the living room.

Nodding her head in understanding, Grace offered, “How about you come to my apartment. I will see if anyone might take on the job of fixing the window, but considering the weather, it might be hard to find anyone who could take up the job for the time being.”

If she couldn’t find anyone to fix the window, she would just ask Davian for help. His men were the one who switched the normal glasses of her windows with the bulletproof glasses, they could install the new window for Rune as well.

The two of them walked out of Unit 2103 and headed toward Grace’s unit. Stepping into the apartment, they made their way into the living room but instead of sitting down, they kept standing and turned to face each other.

“Do you know what just happened… back there?” Grace asked, her tone filled with the eagerness that she was feeling to know exactly what caused that incident.

Letting out a small sigh, Rune stepped behind her and his hands moved down her arms before reaching for her hands and entangling their fingers together. If not for the seriousness of the matter, she might have believed that he was trying to flirt with her.

“If I’m not wrong, then I think I felt some sort of energy in that force that threw me down the building. And if my guess is right, then it means that you have unlocked your powers.” He whispered against her ear, while a warm feeling passed from his hands into hers.

“…”

Grace was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say. Before she could have dismissed his guess, she received a notification from the system.

[Congratulaions! Host has unlocked the power of thought creation]

The words from the system seemed to hang in the air, feeling like a stark contrast to the howling storm outside.

Thought creation? She tried to process what the system had just said. The words didn’t make much sense to her, and yet, deep down, they stirred a strange sense of familiarity. Just what kind of power it is? She found herself wondering.

Rune noticed her sudden silence and stepped around to face her. “What is it?” he asked, his sharp blue eyes searching hers.

Grace hesitated, unsure of how much to reveal. Finally, she decided to share. “I… I think you are right,” she began in low but steady voice. “The system just told me I hsve unlocked a power called thought creation.”

Rune’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, but his expression quickly morphed into curiosity. “Thought creation…” he repeated, as if testing the words. “That’s a rare and powerful ability. No wonder that punch sent me flying.”

Grace grimaced. “I didn’t mean to. I was just…” She gestured vaguely, trying to explain the chaotic mess of emotions and instincts that had fueled her actions. “I didn’t even know I had powers.”

Rune reached out and rested a hand on her shoulder. “That’s because they were dormant. You weren’t ready before, but now…” He gave her a small, reassuring smile. “Now, you are. And this is only the beginning.”

Despite the lingering chill from their earlier ordeal, Grace couldn’t help but feel a flicker of excitement at the thought of exploring her newfound ability. She was feeling surprised, anxious, and even slightly worried, but mostly excited.

She had been waiting all this time for her power to unlock, and it finally did. Now, she needed to learn about it and also how to use it. As always, Rune remained patient while he encouraged her, suggesting they begin testing her power right away.

“We should get a sense of what you can do,” he said, pulling a couple of cushions off the couch and placing them on the floor. “Start small. Focus on moving one of these cushions.”

Grace raised an eyebrow. “Move it with my thoughts?”

He nodded. “Thought creation means your mind can manifest and manipulate reality to some extent. If you can focus your thoughts properly, you might be able to move objects, create energy, or even build something entirely new.”

The idea sounded overwhelming, but Rune’s calm demeanor gave her the confidence to try. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and tried to center herself.

“Picture it in your mind,” his voice guided her gently. “See the cushion moving. Imagine it lifting off the ground and floating toward you.”