Major Levin, commander of Organization K's Japan branch, was a cold-blooded leader. This golden-haired man in a pure white suit never hesitated to discard anything that lost its value.

"Mr. Cold Creek, I'm delighted to meet you here. Honestly, your ability makes my mouth water," Levin said greedily, licking his lips.

Judging by his words and actions, he was indeed a creep. "Then you must know why I'm here," I said coldly, staring at him.

Levin showed no intention to fight. "Actually, your ability isn't fully developed yet. If we join forces, we can conquer the world. Even if you want to create a nation for Ability Users, it's entirely possible. I'm not like them. I'm the only one truly fit to partner with you."

Levin described his grand blueprint with a fanatical expression, but I wasn't interested at all. "Done talking?" I pulled out a coin. This guy was different. If I let him live, who knows what chaos he'd cause. For fanatics in Organization K, I always follow my own rules.

Levin shook his head in disappointment. "It seems Mr. Cold Creek isn't very interested. But that's fine. You'll understand in time."

"Sorry, but you won't have a 'later'." I threw the coin, accelerating it a hundredfold with Time Acceleration, aiming for his head. No point talking to a lunatic.

"What a pity," Levin said with an eerie smile. "Then I'll have to keep you here first, and slowly tell you about our great dream." He actually caught the coin barehanded. How? A metal coin accelerated a hundredfold could pierce steel plates.

"Mr. Cold Creek, my ability is called 'Silent Space.' Within it, no abilities work. You can only rely on human strength," Levin introduced mockingly.

Such an ability existed. No wonder he was confident. Without my power, I was just an ordinary sixteen-year-old. Run away? I dismissed that thought. If I avoided this fight, I might never beat him again. So, I'd bet everything on battle!

The ability itself isn't wrong. I'm not wrong. It's human hearts that are flawed! Once innocent, I strayed after gaining this power. I've hated it countless times, yet deeply relied on it.

After meeting Nana and the others, I realized having this ability wasn't so bad. In this world, nothing comes free. To gain something, you pay the price!

I charged at him, swinging fists wildly with no technique. "Too slow," he said. To a soldier like him, my attacks looked childish. After missing a punch, his knee slammed into my stomach. I felt my gut churn and crouched down, clutching my belly.

Levin shook his head. "Mr. Cold Creek, I truly don't want to be your enemy. Accept my partnership, and I'll fulfill any request." His temptation held no appeal. "Can I ask you to die?"

Levin sighed. "Why so stubborn?" I recovered slightly and charged, but he easily grabbed my collar and threw me aside. "Since you're eager to fight, I'll play along."

He ordered two katanas brought from the command post. He threw one at my feet. "Combat's purpose is to kill. I won't fight a threatless opponent." Heh, this guy was as twisted as he claimed.

I picked up the katana and swung wildly. Levin casually blocked, then kicked me flying. Blood spilled from my mouth. The katana clattered away.

As expected, without my ability, I was just trash. Levin slowly approached. "If you still want to continue, I'm happy to oblige."

I struggled to stand, gasping. In this space, I couldn't heal. My movements grew sluggish. After each slash, I paused seconds before attacking again.

Levin's strikes only added wounds; he didn't want to kill me. Maybe dying here meant never waking up.

The fight lasted under twenty minutes—a one-sided slaughter. My body was covered in cuts, my shirt soaked red, but none were fatal.

A spinning kick from Levin sent me crashing down. I tried to rise, but my body refused. Pain seared through me. Levin bent over me. "Since you're so stubborn, I'll brainwash you. Sigh, even with your divine gift, you can't grasp my ideals. Truly heartbreaking."

His face made me nauseous. The kicked spot throbbed again. I slowed my breathing; even inhaling deeply was agony.

"Take Mr. Cold Creek inside," Levin ordered, losing patience. Two staff in white coats placed me on a stretcher. Brainwashing time, it seemed.

Damn it! Why can't I move? Why can't I see time anymore? Is this the end? I felt a desire opposite to my usual self.

For years, I longed to erase my ability and live normally. Now, I craved power—the power to crush strong enemies!

Gods, if you hear me, place this curse on me again. I willingly bear it all!

Strange—I could see it again. Time above their heads! My heart pounded fiercely. Before Levin noticed, I had one chance.

To avoid detection, I slowly reached into my pocket. Success or failure hinged on this! Go! Too weak to throw properly, I tossed the coin toward Levin's feet. One thought: hit him! I pushed Time Acceleration to its limit. The coin shot like light, piercing his chest. Perfect—I succeeded!

Time Reversal healed my wounds. I threw the two panicking men over ten meters away, incapacitating them.

Levin stared in disbelief. "How? If you could break my Silent Space, why go this far?" His eyes held confusion, no concern for his fatal wound.

"'Hurt my cute little brother? Over my dead body,'" a voice said behind me. I turned to see Yueyue Shenlian—the playful golden-haired milf who'd secretly helped.

Beside her stood Qianyuan Wang and Zhiyuan Xiangzhi. "How did you get here?" I asked, both happy and confused.

Yueyue Shenlian didn't answer. She yanked me into her embrace, her chest pressing against my face. "We're partners in the same organization. How could we let you face danger alone?"

Hearing her words, warmth filled my chest. Maybe I wasn't alone anymore...