Me and My Overpowered Abilities

I walked away, keeping my head down. I didn't want any problems coming my way, so I ignored it all. The cries of fear and horror that erupted behind me as chaos unfolded—I tuned them out. The pained screams, the desperate cries of loved ones watching someone fight for their life—I shut them out too. My heart was detached, cold to it all.

Still, my Observation Haki picked up everything, every horrifying detail. Monsters crawled out of the massive fissure, attacking anything in their path. This was America, though, and plenty of people had guns. Luckily, they weren't bulletproof.

But bullets don't last forever. The people who had been firing began to retreat, frantically shooting behind them as they ran. Panic was spreading fast, and even though I wasn't looking, I could feel the terror radiating from the scene.

Of course, some people managed to get to their cars. While many used them to flee, others chose to fight back, using their vehicles to ram into the monsters. It wasn't just happening in one place, either—I could see it all, my Observation Haki giving me a view of the chaos spreading across the region.

Despite the destruction, I kept walking. I didn't care. I just wanted to return to my apartment and figure out my next move.

When I finally arrived about 30 minutes later, I found it in ruins. The earthquake had completely destroyed the old, low-quality building. I shouldn't have been surprised—of course, it was destroyed. The only silver lining was that no monsters had attacked this area.

The attacks seemed concentrated in places with large crowds of people. But then, there was the attack at the riverside, which didn't make sense. There hadn't been that many people there. The only explanation I could come up with was... me.

I sighed, glancing around at the scene in front of me. A few people were working to remove the collapsed parts of the apartment building, desperately trying to reach those trapped inside. But given how the entire structure had crumbled, I doubted there were many survivors. Most of them were probably already dead.

And yet, I felt nothing.

This place had never been a home to me. I'd been unwanted here for as long as I could remember, bullied and ridiculed by nearly everyone. Why would I feel bad for these people now?

Would they have cared if I had been the one crushed under the rubble? I doubted it.

Turning away from the wreckage, I left without a second glance. Once I was certain no one could sense me, I summoned it. A golden ripple appeared in the air, shimmering like sunlight on the water before expanding into a radiant portal.

The Gate of Babylon.

With a single thought, two items floated out of the golden expanse, gliding toward me as though they were weightless.

These treasures were important, a phone. Not just any phone, though—a superphone. Imagine the ultimate iPhone, enhanced with magical abilities that made even the most advanced technology on Earth seem primitive. Its AI was unparalleled, capable of feats that defied logic.

The second item was an overpowered Noble Phantasm.

For context, Noble Phantasms are the weapons, items, or abilities possessed by Heroic Spirits. They are sacred artifacts that embody the essence of a hero's existence. These can range from weapons like swords and lances to support items like shields, abstract constructs, or even powerful magical abilities.

This is what made Gilgamesh so extraordinary—everything stored within the Gate of Babylon qualified as a Noble Phantasm. That meant even the phone I had just summoned was technically one, though it was likely among the weaker Noble Phantasms.

The second, however, was a completely different story. It wasn't just a Noble Phantasm; it was one of immense power, a relic that could easily tilt the scales of any battle. While Noble Phantasms varied in strength, this one was undoubtedly in a league of its own.

The second item was called Sha Naqba Imuru: The Omniscient Omnipotent Star.

This Noble Phantasm embodied the very mentality of Gilgamesh, sublimated into a divine artifact. It was said to have "spread across all corners of the world like the brilliance of the stars, seeing through all creation." Unlike most Noble Phantasms, it was a continuously active type, requiring no invocation of its name to unleash its power.

In simple terms, Sha Naqba Imuru granted its wielder omniscience:

It allowed the user to see all things—the past, present, and future—at will.

It provided access to parallel worlds, revealing their secrets with ease.

It unveiled the truth, stripping away all falsehoods and deceptions.

It offered the clarity to identify the best possible actions to achieve victory.

It was undeniably overpowered. Gilgamesh himself was overpowered. But his arrogance, his cocky attitude, often led him to hold back and underestimate his opponents.

As for me, what I wanted with Sha Naqba Imuru was simple: to understand it. If I could grasp the depths of this Noble Phantasm, I could use it to improve my Observation Haki.

Just because I was already strong didn't mean I couldn't seek new ways to become even stronger. Power was never truly complete; there was always room to grow. Besides, I wasn't Gilgamesh. This Noble Phantasm wouldn't function for me the way it did for him, not with the same finesse or instinct.

So, instead of trying to wield it exactly as he would, I'd use it as a tool to enhance my own abilities, to make my Observation Haki sharper, stronger, and more refined.

With Medaka's talent and Anos's IQ combined, I was unmatched when it came to learning new things. Sure, I didn't have The End, so I couldn't instantly copy and master every ability I encountered. But I could still replicate almost anything, as long as I met the requirements for using it. Martial arts skills, combat techniques, and abilities that fell within my reach—all of it was fair game, thanks to Medaka's talent.

And with Anos's IQ, I could take what I copied and improve upon it, refining it into something even greater. In fact, even if I couldn't copy an ability outright, Anos's IQ allowed me to create my own version of it—a technique or jutsu that mimicked its effects.

For instance, if someone had a powerful bloodline ability, I could devise a technique to replicate that ability on the spot. Of course, there were limitations. I wasn't sure how I'd create a technique to mimic something like the Super Saiyan transformation. It might be possible, but I'd probably need to see or experience it firsthand to figure it out.

It only took a single glance for me to fully understand Sha Naqba Imuru. The moment I grasped its intricacies, my Observation Haki surged to greater heights. Observation Haki alone was already a powerful ability, at its peak, it allowed one to see into the future. But for me, even that wasn't enough. I wanted more.

"Let me know when the internet is back online," I said calmly, my tone unhurried.

"It's already back online, sir," the Noble Phantasm phone replied, floating effortlessly to my side. "Would you like to know what's happening around the world?"

"Go ahead," I said lightly. "And by the way, I'll call you Jarvis."

"Understood," Jarvis replied smoothly. "As for the news—based on live streams and reports, the monster attacks are happening worldwide. Many nations have deployed their armies to combat the creatures. The presidents and leaders of various nations seem to be preparing to deliver speeches. While the earthquake alone would have had massive implications, adding these monster attacks has introduced an entirely new level of crisis."

Jarvis continued, his tone steady yet analytical. "Homes have been destroyed, creating an imminent housing crisis. Food supply chains will also become a major issue, further complicating recovery efforts. Then there's the unease and fear spreading among the people—an issue that might take years to resolve.

"And let's not forget," he added, "many people won't even be able to hear the presidents' speeches due to the widespread destruction of communication networks. Large portions of the population may remain completely in the dark, compounding the chaos."

"I give the world three months to recover from this," I said calmly, my voice betraying no sense of urgency. As I spoke, I spread out my enhanced Observation Haki, scanning the world around me.

What I sensed surprised me. Countless people were awakening new skills and abilities—unique powers that seemed almost custom-tailored to them. With these abilities, repairing the damage caused by the earthquake and the monster attacks wouldn't be impossible. That is, of course, if everyone worked together.

It reminded me of Solo Leveling. Many people seemed to have met the criteria for some kind of awakening, granting them powers akin to a leveling system. My upgraded Observation Haki allowed me to see how this system worked: everyone who had awakened was part of a leveling framework.

Everyone... except me.

That was strange. I had no leveling system, no stats or bars to monitor. Just raw power and mastery. It was an odd inconsistency, but I chose not to dwell on it for now. Instead, I began categorizing the various abilities—or rather, the classes—I detected awakening around me.

[Chef], [Hunter], [Builder], [Thief], [Merchant], [Rider]—the list of classes went on.

From what I could tell, the Awakening seemed to favor those of the older generation, people who had already settled into their roles in life. These were individuals who had committed to a specific path, their daily lives centered around one purpose or skill. But it wasn't limited to the older generation. Some younger individuals who had shown dedication to a particular path had also undergone an Awakening.

It appeared that these people always had latent abilities tied to their roles, even before the Awakening. For instance, those with the [Hunter] class already possessed basic hunting skills like enhanced senses and tracking. However, their abilities were more utility-based—nothing that could be used for direct combat. The Awakening seemed to amplify what they already had, giving their talents more purpose and definition.

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As for why I believed it would take three months for life to get back on track, the reason was simple. If the [Builder] class worked the way I thought it did, rebuilding the destroyed cities should be far easier now that they had superhuman abilities. With their enhanced strength and skills, they could accomplish in weeks what would normally take years.

So, what would I do for the next three months? Work out, of course. I wanted to lose this fat. I knew three months wouldn't be enough for a complete transformation, but it would be enough to make a difference. Enough to start living a more normal life without my body constantly holding me back.

With that goal in mind, I headed toward the forest.