Note: This has become something like a chapter in a light novel. Sorry in advance for writing something too long T-T Also, this focuses more on the power than who I am, so just think of the MC here as a typical hero MC.
*spits at the ground* [Heh. Just another pipsqueak.]
The otherworldly figure spoke these words. I don't know where they came from. It all happened so suddenly. A few moments ago, I was finally having fun in my life. But then, *BOOM* An explosion from a distance was heard, and these...things started showing up. I was continuously beaten up by one of them, while its companion got...
{Refrain from taking your time, DC-158. Immediately dispose of that human. We got all that we came for.}
...my Mom. They're beating me up, but they're taking my Mom hostage? When I looked more carefully at the vehicle they're using, there're more people in there other than her. Why are they taking those people? What do they want from them?
Slowly, I lifted myself up and took deep, painful breaths.
[Oho, finally acting tough, eh? Why didn't you do this earlier, huh? I got bored since I thought you were just a scaredy-cat.] *laughs*
He's not wrong. I am a scaredy-cat. I was born with a minor case of panphobia. I was scared of almost everything. Knives, rainbows, burping. It's a nigh-endless list of torturous things, and I thought I'd never experience a normal life. But Mom came to my rescue. Little by little, she helped me get over my fear of little concepts like entomophobia, casadastraphobia, and agoraphobia, and I'm still learning how to overcome anthropophobia. In fact, it was why we were here, in the amusement park. I clung to her in the back and covered my face most of the time, but she didn't mind. She understands that I needed to take it slow. She understands that my condition was not to be taken lightly. I love my Mom. I love her so much. And yet...
*sighs* {Just finish the job already. We got more targets in the neighboring area.}
There she is. Unconscious inside the aliens' ship. The ray of light that shone from the moment I came to be. That single speck of hope that guided me to become who I am today. The person that gave her all for me to experience life. Now a sleeping human about to be sent to who-knows-where by these unknown creatures.
[Geez, you're no fun, RH-287.] *looks toward me* [Well, it's been a rather enjoyable one-sided fight, kid. But now, I gotta scorch ya. Can't have the Earth defense system gain info from you, now would we?]
Scorch? Ah, so that peculiar device he's holding probably functions like a flamethrower. It points the device towards me as I gather my remaining strength to mutter the words:
"...Don't...take...my mom..."
[Still wanna fight? You're on,... is what I wanted to say, but I got a job to do here and my friend there is getting angry.]
That one person on the ship. If I could live life with her for a bit longer,...
[Well, see ya, then. Burn to ashes.] *pulls trigger*
...then I have nothing to fear.
[Wha-huh? What're you doing?]
I grabbed the device at the very nozzle. Enormous flames engulfed my upper body, and the ground behind me is slowly glowing red with the blazing heat. But I was fine. My skin wasn't melting, and my vision wasn't hindered, even with the flames passing by my eyes. I pull the device and smash it to the ground, breaking it into scraps of metal.
{What the- according to our research, human flesh is vulnerable to prolonged exposure to open flames. How does someone like y-}
"I don't care."
That was all that came out of my mouth. I didn't care, even when I was being scorched.
The alien called DC-158 laughed, then charged at me with clenched fists and a fight-loving expression. Seeing those large fists coming towards me, I would've scream 'till out of breath, or peed myself unconscious.
But I didn't care. I clenched my own fists and punched through the alien's closed hands, which soon broke its arm and knocked it unconscious.
The other one called RH-287 witnessed its companion lie in front of me and pulled what looks like a pistol from its belt. It pointed the pistol towards me and started shooting. I heard the bullets from its direction, or should I say...
Lasers? Seems alien tech is a whole lot more advanced than ours... The thought of the lasers piercing through my body and stopping my organs' functions passed through my mind. The possibility is high, and I had little time to react. But, I still didn't care. I immediately flicked the incoming lasers, which made them disintegrate into particles, then nothingness.
{T-This is a dangerous encounter. You...you're not like those lowly "Earth soldiers," are you? Tch, those researcher scums didn't inform us about this! Commence emergency retreat! Gotta teach those lowlifes a lesson.}
The two aliens got teleported from the park to their ship and readied its thrusters.
"NO! MOM!"
I screamed as loud as I could, but the ship took off. As its shape got smaller and smaller, the boldness I had earlier turned into despair. Is this it? Is Mom really gone? Am I going to live in endless fear all over again?... No, there's still a chance she can be saved. If there's one thing Mom has taught me, it's that light can still be found in a world full of darkness.
"Don't worry, Mom. You saved me from the atrocious abyss of fear. And now, it's my turn to return the favor."
Wielder: A teenage boy born with minor panphobia
Power: Negation
Awakening Condition/s: Express emotions stronger than his panphobia for the first time; progressively strengthens the more phobias one overcomes
Limitations: Can only negate things that were previous phobias he overcame. If he wasn't afraid of something to begin with, or still afraid of something but can't explain why, then advanced training is needed to be able to negate that thing.