[ WP ] A person 's eye colour correlates to what superpower they have , activated at age 18 . You are the first person to be born with totally black eyes .

Black is associated with death. It's also associated with `` protection from stress'' from a psychological standpoint, at least, that's what the scientists told me. I know they were just trying to make me feel better. 
 
 I was a medical mystery. A demon. An omen of death. The one sent by the devil to annihilate all of humanity and end this world. I would have the ability to take lives, according to the rumors. Ever since I was little, I was a prisoner at an international underground facility, far far away from my birthplace. I was raised there without my parents, since they feared me rather than love me on the day I was born. 
 
 Each eye color represented a certain power. Red for immense strength, blue for duplication, gray for teleportation, green for manipulation and charm, and lastly brown for camouflage. The power presents itself once the person turns 18. 
 
 As you probably guessed, I was born with black eyes. 
 
 My mother has gray eyes while my father has green eyes. It definitely was a surprise to my parents and the doctors when I was born, and my mother got so frightened that she was teleporting all over the delivery room while my father tried to calm everyone down. Needless to say, the world blew up in a frenzy about it once everyone found out. I was taken underground in somewhere deserted, that way they can keep track of any sign of my power without any casualties. 
 
 I've taken various personality and psychological tests, and even still, they do n't have a clear idea on what my power is after 17 years. All they know is that I have the fastest brainwave frequencies they've ever seen, whatever that means. 
 
 But today, everyone will finally know. Looking at the tv in my small room, there seems to be a live broadcasting featuring countdowns to my birthday from all around the world, with some of the people having hushed conversations. Aside from that, everyone was relatively silent. The scientists were outside my room were watching me from the huge, bulletproof window, tense and on guard. 
 
 The timer was now down to one minute. 
 
 There's a possibility I would n't have any powers at all, or I might even have the ability to absorb all the powers. Hopefully it wo n't be something involving death or suffering, or else this might start another world war. I was just lying in my bed, trying to ignore the countdown by reading. The words were n't sticking in my head, and I just found myself staring blankly at the picture of the magnolia flower on the page, occasionally glancing at the countdown. 
 
 10 seconds left. 
 
 10 seconds and the world will know. 10 seconds and I will finally know after 17 years of frustration and tears. 10 seconds and the fate of humanity will be decided. 
 
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 I'm scared of what's to come. 
 
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 My index fingernail is bleeding from biting it too much. I need a bandaid. I shut my eyes tight. 
 
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 000:00:00:00. 
 
 Nothing was happening. I opened my eyes and was shocked to be greeted with a flower. 
 
 A living, white, magnolia flower, plucked from soil, with its roots dangling, was attached to my book. How is that possible? Suddenly, a hummingbird came out of nowhere and rested beside me on my pillow, chirping, despite the fact that we were deep underground. 
 
 I looked weirdly at my hands, and then I suddenly noticed my finger. It was bandaged neatly. And beside me was the box of band aids I stored in the bathroom cabinet. What the hell? 
 
 The scientists all rushed in at once, speculating and talking amongst them selves, and writing furiously on their clipboards. They asked me so many questions at once, that the guards stationed outside my room had to intervene. 
 
... I think I just bent reality, that's what's coming to my mind right now. If I'm correct in thinking I have the power to shape reality into whatever I want, I have a strong feeling this is n't my full potential yet. 
 
 This is definitely much more powerful than the power of death and suffering. 
 
 Edit: Thanks for reading! This was really fun to write, even though this was my first time, haha. I apologize for any grammar mistakes, as English is n't my first language. ( Pls be gentle ok bye )
