The door slid shut.
*CLING–CLANK*
Null entered the room. It was similar to the others, except, that there was a mirror, rectangular, tall as him but longer.
It was placed above the cabinet, that seemed more intricate than the last, and the wall opposite had a sliver section, which was half the entire wall, the suspected bathroom door, was at the lower middle section of the non sliver part of the same wall.
And the bed was easily larger than the beds in Ron's and Midas's room.
Everything similar as before just a bit more intricate and unnecessarily lavish.
But then his focal dilemma, over took him.
This state of mind again! Arghh!!
I don't remember ever being like this.
Then Null breathed in and out, as he began to think through this problem and many others.
'First, I seem to have trigger that can cause me to go into a panic attack, and a way out, is external stimuli...' Null thought remembering the slap he got from Midas.
'Or just a slap can do...' Null said remembering the sudden impact to his left cheek.
Then he noticed how his dilemma lessened, as he took immediate action and kicked the bed.
He retrieved his leg back and almost screamed, as a pain familiar as a bumping his toe into a table, door or bed.
His face was emotionless as he looked up eyes shut, as a single tear fell down his face.
'Never again..." That was all he thought, as he decided to scan the entire room for a second time, with a more clearer head.
He approached the bed, placed the surprisingly clean bag as he opened it up.
Toothbrush, shirt, pants, soap, boxers and socks.
He kept throwing more out the bag. After a while he picked everything up, and walked up to the bathroom door, then he began awkwardly trying to open the door with his foot.
'WHY DO YOU PUT HANDLES ON A DOOR!! JUST PUT A SCANNER!!'
Null thought, internally screaming and agitated.
Eventually he succeeded.
He entered the bathroom and saw a bath, a sink across from each other, and a toilet and shower side to side, a fair distance from each other.
He dropped some of his assets on the clean floor and grinned widely, looking at shampoo and conditioners on the sides of the bathtub.
First thing, he took his blood stained clothes off and threw them in the bathtub, blocking the drain, and pressing the red coloured part of the tap. The base of the tape was currently connected to a blue polished small glowing orb, the size of a marble.
It was embedded in the wall but the orb rotated, and on the other side it was red.
The marble was a Second Heartwhich belonged to creatures, animals with varying gaps of strength and endless ability to increase said gap.
But before he could fall into thought, which he suspected could cause him to get stuck in the focal dilemma again.
He grabbed shampoo and poured a bunch of them in. He obviously didn't empty them, probably around one fifth of the total batch.
Null then dunked his hands in and hurriedly shake and scrubbed his clothes, then instantly raising back pink tense arms, as he looks back at the water inside. The water was now red, the blood stains dissolving.
Then, he looked at his forearms.
"...Whats going on now?..." Null mumbled.
Null wouldn't even suggest he was athletic, even though he was. He claimed a two story building just to escape Midas for the first time, so when he saw how his forearm looked leaner that they should be, he was dumbfounded.
He stood a bit back from the sink, which had its own mirror just above it.
After his gaze landed on the mirror, he didn't like what he saw.
He seemsed to have thinned, from a healthy athletic slim boy, into a scrawny one.
Wait! That was a understatement, he was a skeleton wearing skin.
He could see his own ribs, his waist thinner than should be, then his face. He lost fat in his cheeks, though this was not the natural loss of baby fat, more of the lack of food to produce any on the face.
Then his eyes narrowed, a glint of understanding appearing in his eye, he looked at his forearms.
"The energy to regenerate had to come from some where..." Then a distasteful snarl appeared on his face.
"I–pfhaha, I think Uncle forgot to mention that my own ability, can eat me~–." He said growling at the end.
Then he gripped his fist, and stepped to the left and right as quickly as he can...
He was slow, and his grip was pathetic.
"...I'm so, so much weaker." He spoke grimly.
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Null slumped onto the bed, a oversized black hoodie and baggy pants on, the sleeves of the hoodie complete veiled his hands and continuing a bit longer.
His hair completely covered his the upper half of his face.
He liked it that way.
He hanged his clothes, showered and brushed his teeth.
He could still taste the mint taste in his mouth.
Wait... One of my teeth are crooked. I never had crooked teeth.
Null did feel like something was off, yet he ignored it. His teeth grew back but it seemed it wasn't restored to their former state–!!!
'Restored! That's it, I have a Regenerative ability, not a Restoration ability, or restoring simple.' Null seemed to jump off the bed, landing on the floor. Though instantly he lost the energy in his entire body, his head spinning.
He closed his eyes and layed against the bed.
He sighed, "Ya Nah, I'm to weak for this sort of thinking." Even though he said this his thoughts didn't stop racing.
Regeneration, is the process of growth, renewal and...
Restoration.
His ability cause him to be able to grow back parts of his body, but in the process have to endure the agonizing feeling of skin, muscle and bone growing. This was proved by the new growth of teeth after losing a lot of his old ones.
It also is able to renew, this can be proved by two things. Null stood up, walking towards the mirror though slowly. He then smiled and saw a row of mostly aligned teeth, which used to be entirely aligned. The crocked teeth were white, whiter than his already clean teeth. Second, is that when showering he discovered pieces of what he suspected was bone and muscle above his healed forearm. It removed what he suspected were things that needed to be removed if his body was planning to add new things.
But then there was Restoration, which is confusing, it Restored his forearms as if they never broken.
"It could possibly be that it works on the rule of, 'Something belongs there, and but not in what sort of manner it belongs there' it has to be that... right?" Null said as he contemplated further.
"My ability can not truly be considered regeneration, if all it has is two out of three characteristics of it. I do believe the old man wouldn't forget on abilities are categorized, and he deliberately said regeneration, not confeit self healing." Null sighed as he pondered and accepted his current limited ability and understanding.
"So my ability has weaker and stronger characteristics, the strongest is growth, and by assumption renewal is second strongest, which both together form a self healing ability, then lastly restoration, which i suspect if I lose something it will help me regenerate it back, creating what I call my ability..."
"Lesser Regeneration."
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