A young boy in ragged clothes and bruises all over his body lay unconscious on the pavement. His small frame and timid face hurt by what looks to be several punches with brass knuckles. This young boy is André.
"Argh. My head hurts a lot."
"Why did I have to go and mess with thugs my foul mouth got the better of me."
The young boy looks around to see that his surroundings were completely different from when he knocked out.
A moment later a weird alphabet that André couldn't recognize pops up in front of his face. The weirdest thing about was that he could understand it perfectly.
[Welcome to your first trial.]
"My first tri... No. No no no. Th-this can't be I'm only 14! People normally only challenge the trial at around 17. On top of that they get symptoms weeks before."
"This isn't normal!"
The next moment he was staring at a different set of strange symbols.
They said.
Name: André
Your fate:
Might: Blink
Blemish: Wrathful
Equipment:
Staring at the symbols with confusion written on his face he looked deeper.
Might description: You can disintegrate and reintegrate your body to blink a certain distance at incredible speed.
"Cool!"
Blemish description: You can only use blink three times you have a cooldown of 10 minutes. If you fail to wait those 10 minutes you will fall into uncontrollable rage.
"Not as cool but I think I can manage."
That was not all. At the very bottom it reads.
Affinity: Death. Fate.
"Death and fate. Hm. Interesting I wonder wh..."
André used blink for the first time but it was not hard he fundamentally understood his power the moment he got it.
"What the fuck is that!?"
Looking up he realized that he just dodged a massive sword. That was not what terrified him though it was who was holding it.