Telepathy: a Blessing or a Curse
Chapter 7 - Exactly the Same?!

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The cold atmosphere came ambushing, all my hair felt as if standing upright.

I could hardly believe what was being talked about.

Humans with more abilities, Immortal Extractors, dark fields, and so on.

I think it is only in comics and also cartoons, especially Japanese cartoons called anime.But this is the real thing, as real as Monas who is standing tall in Jakarta, the sinking of the magnificent Titanic, and the dashing sun that always shines on us.

My eyes were staring out the window, which seemed to have glass of 0.75 cm thickness, a standard thickness for a glass.

“He died for pulling our ability both out”.

Anton's words just now really got me thinking.

Do I really have to go to America?

To be able to find the Extractor that is there, in America?

“Extractor was only able to get his ability back when he was 17 years”, said Anton.

I stared at my food, that 65,000 rupiah bowl of Katsu-don, completely untouched by me. Our conversation was so interesting that I forgot to eat.

Suddenly I became curious as to what was meant by a Blessed. What other abilities does he have?

The only ability I've ever known is telepathy. Besides, I don't know what other abilities the Blessed have.

My blood is churning, I am excited.

My mind screamed and thrashed to find out everything.

I need reality again, and again, and again.

I am thirsty for this reality, a reality that breaks and crosses reasonable limits.

“Kak”, I'm starting to talk back".

Actually, what are the abilities of a Blessed? I only know telepathy, besides what?”

“The ability of a Blessed, namely Bless, actually no one knows for sure.

Wh why?

Because the ability of each Blessed is different. Everyone has their own characteristics of each”.

“Varying how do you mean lo kak?”, tanyaku.

“try deh lo see the vase that is there”, said brother Anton while pointing at the vase near the cashier table.

I looked at it carefully, I wanted to know what Anton's brother was doing, and what abilities Anton had.

I saw the vase, 5 seconds, 10 seconds, 20 seconds.

Nothing happened!

I was confused, then I said slowly to Brother Anton, “Nothing happened?”

“According to you so? Try to see what is in the seat next to lo it briefly”, whispered brother Anton.

Reflexes, I immediately turned to an empty chair next to me.

I was surprised, because the chair was now not completely empty like before.

“Vas the same!”, I screeched though not to the point of shouting.

” Exactly the same!”

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NB#

Hmm, another short chapter.

The plot here is already starting to come out like.

Please be patient because the first time I made this story, it depends on the mood and the lesson schedule is empty.

Before class bells, break hours, free hours, hours to go home from school, and hours before entering tutoring.

Honestly this story is made only at certain times as above, because of High School time, hours outside the school that I use for other things that can not be done in school.

As always, thank you for reading this story!

Mown.