[ WP ] `` I 'm your God now . ''

I was born different. 
 
 Now that I think about it, I always had this strange, powers, since I was little, I just never cared enough about it to consider what it means. 
 
 It all changed when I was 15. 
 
 It was on my highschool days, some kind of cultural festival where classes turned into booths and we compete against each other to get the most visitors. Our class theme was'Stage Magic', and I was tasked as the stage magician. But my power went out of control, and the rabbit I was supposed to pull out of the magician's hat turned onto the spectators' head. 
 
 It's a good thing they laughed it off, but I know better: I have to control this power somehow. 
 
 I researched the net, my power was called `` *Space Displacement*'', better known as teleport. I also found out a facility focused on training special, talents, like mine. It was called Project Cataclysm. 
 
 The young, unsuspecting me immediately enrolled to the program, which proved into disastrous idea. The member of the program was ranked based on the level of control and scale of the ability from G to A to S, at the time I enrolled, there were only one B-rank member. I was ranked F from the get-go. Now? I'm one of just three S-rank member of the Project, member with ability to cover an entire continent or more. The other two was both Clairvoyance and Psychiatic Manipulation, as such they pose no threat to the current me. 
 
 Now, I hold the entire planet on my hands, I could freely displace any object which used planet Earth as reference point. Yes, including your blood, I could freely displace each and every cells of it. I wonder, what would happen if I just removed the entire red blood cells from your system. 
 
 What? What can you do to me anyway, D-rank Psychokinesis Albert Foundry? Anything you throw to me I would just teleport, not necessarily away, I could just reverse it's direction. 
 
 Why I do this, you say? 
 
 If I as much as wished for it, I could assemble the world leader and hold this entire world hostage, let's see, threatening to displace the earth core or the moon sounds like a good idea. I could call myself a god and no one would doubt it, heck, for all intent and purpose, right now I *am* your God. 
 
 And yet I did n't do that. 
 
 I could get anything I want, and yet I ca n't get *you*. 
 
 Why ca n't you just understand? 
 
 I hold the power to destroy just about everything, I could ruin this world without so much as flicking my finger. 
 
 But I do n't destroy anything. I do n't destroy the world. Because *you* still exist in this world. 
 
 Because of you. 
 
 Because I love you. 
 
 Why ca n't you understand? 
 
 Why you, you ask? 
 
 Because when everyone else hated me, feared me just because I have this power, you're the only one that talked to me as a human being. When everyone else seen me as a monster, you look at me as the girl Griselda Teline. 
 
 When everyone left me alone, you wiped my tears. 
 
 And yet not even you understand. Not even you were able to see past the S-rank Teleporter title. 
 
 I have removed your handcuff. You're free now. 
 
 And please, be happy. You're forbidden of any emotion other than happiness. Be happy, for me, too. 
 
 He has gone. And now I have no reason to stay here. 
 
 He had seen me as a girl when they saw me as a monster. He was the only one who shed tears when I was hurt, when not even I myself cried, he had cried for me. 
 
 I closed the bunker door. 
 
 And never to open it again. 
 
 *Excerpts from local newspaper, Sunday, July 10^th 2107* 
 > A girl was found dead on an abandoned warehouse after local citizens heard a series of explosion coming from the warehouse. The forensic investigation suggest the usage of electro-gravitic explosive, but the police refused to release further statement. The girl was identified as Griselda Teline, 21 years old, unemployed and a former S-rank member of project Cataclysm, the secret government project to develop supernatural power....
