*10 years ago*
"Maa maaa! Look what I found" I was only so little when it all began, a naive little kid of not more of a knowledge than to chase butterflies and bugs. Showing my mum how I had found these powers was something I would never ever forget.
"What did you find my little kiddo?" My mum looked in my direction as I was shouting and running to show her. She was a bowl of sunshine, a full bowl of it as I used to tell her. "Look at this! Look at this" I jumped and jumped with a butterfly in my hand, closed.
"You really are a springy young lad huh? calm down calm down haha" she put the basket of fruits down and sat down next to me to get to my height.
She squished my cheeks and I was smiling immensely "My little sora calm down and tell me". Sora, my name .... My dad named me that. He had said that it meant "to fly" or "to soar", it sure does sound nice when you put it like that, although he was never there to tell me that.
"See what I can do maa" I showed her the butterfly in my hand, "and what can my little darling do exactly with this butterfly. She was so full of curiosity not knowing what act would actually be followed.
I closed my hand on the butterfly and opened it.
Mum was surprised, baffled at what her son had done and achieved. The butterflies multiplied into two.
No magic, no slight of hand, no trickery. This was and still is something extraordinary.
*Present Day*
Shyoooom BOOOOOM, "EVERYBODY GET BACK!" The man in a military uniform shouted.
Aaah I can't see properly, where am I? I'm standing, it's raining. Blood, it's raining blood. Honestly, it does feel kind of refreshing. The blood raining? No, not just that, but all this noise being drained out due to the rain. Yes, that,.... that is peaceful in and of itself.
"Please.... Please....spare me." Hmmm? Who's that saying all this? I look down.
Oh? It was the man beneath my foot. I was stepping on his arm all this time, and it seems I've damaged his bones. Almost all in his arm is broken.
"Please.... I have a family.... Please let me go" he cries in pain. He is losing blood.
"I used to have a family as well" I said with blood in my eyes and dripping from my hair.
I stepped on his face, I put force in it. More. More force, and more and more. Hmmm? It seems that my foot had reached the ground. The man is not screaming anymore. Finally again peaceful.Yes, silence.
He is not talking anymore. My apologies, I guess?
But I didn't feel no pain, no remorse, no guilt. But I did feel something..... Satisfaction.