2 The Old Life (2/2)

Mum did die after giving birth to me. I did learn something new about my power when I jump back in time to see my mother, however.

It is a very unpleasant experience.

Honestly, how would you feel if you suddenly become a newborn baby, looking up at your dad as he cries his heart out?

Dad did love my mother dearly, so that is the main reason why I give him half of my lottery winning. I could always get more since I can't lose with knowing exactly what numbers will come up. But that is not the point.

Dad hates and loves me because I have taken away the love of his life and reminded him of her.

Strange contradiction – isn't it?

Anyway, I learn that if I jump into the past to a time period that I already existed, say jumping to when I was 6, I would takeover the past-self and effectively change the future.

That is the reason why I suddenly becomes a baby when I return to see my mother just after she gave birth to me.

Thank God that I can age or de-age myself due to my power.

I can also age or de-age anything I touch, including people.

I call this ability Time Manipulation, as it allows me to manipulate the time of any object.

It is incredible useful, especially when I want to see something grow up quickly, like a plant.

I can also destroy anything with a touch.

Everything instantly crumples into dust when a billion years have passed for them.

The reverse is also true, as everything was atoms in the beginning. In fact, everything is just heat and light in the beginning.

I learn this when I reverse their time to a kazillion years ago.

Talk about overpower!

But enough about that. I head to the bank right after I left home.

”Excuse me. I don't understand. You want to keep this account for a thousand years?”

The receptionist didn't understand, so her manager takes over.

Since I have more than 100 million dollars in my account, I am pretty much a VIP.

”Look. What is so hard to understand? I want you to lock my account and let the money grow until my descendants can make use of it. I want at least 1000 years.”

The manage believes I was insane, but if he did what I asked, I didn't care.

How much money would I have in my bank account in a thousand years? Who knows, but it must be a lot. I specify what conditions for the account to be accessible.

This is because I need to access it in the future.

I need the cash to do some self-improvement in the 31st century – right before the world goes to hell.

Once everything is in order, it is time to step into the future!

Hopefully, this time, a fucking nuke won't greet me.