“The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven..”

― John Milton, Paradise Lost

Peter was born with a strange power. He could bend reality to his will. Anything that existed, he could take it out of existence with a thought, and anything he could imagine, he could bring to life. He never minded it much, never thought of being a hero or a villain. Mostly, he would freeze time to have a moment of peace, or he would make teachers forget about his homework. Every once and a while he would conjure a snack. Everything was fine, until he got caught. A classmate of his had a similar power, but he was much more destructive. When he found out about Peter he tried to convince him to wreak havoc with him, but when he refused, the kid got angry. Every day, he would try to attack him, even kill him. Peter had to make sure no one saw while also saving his own skin….

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