The theater lights flickered on, breaking the spell of Pandora. People around me were already gathering their coats, chattering about the visuals, the action, the beauty of the Na'vi.
But me? I stayed frozen in my seat.
The world of Avatar had swallowed me whole—the floating mountains, the endless skies, the great bond between the Na'vi and Eywa. My chest felt tight, like a part of me belonged there.
"If only," I whispered to myself, staring at the credits still rolling. "If only I could live there. Not as some weak human… but as someone strong enough to protect it."
I shook my head and stood. Just a dream.
The night air was cold when I stepped outside, pulling my hoodie tight. The city streets glowed with neon, car horns echoing in the distance. My earbuds blasted music—heroic, soaring, the kind of track that made you imagine flying through skies like Jake Sully on his ikran.
I didn't notice the truck until it was too late.
SCREEEECH!
I froze. The blinding headlights bore down on me.
"Shi—"
The impact shattered me. Bones, breath, thought—everything broke in an instant. Pain tore through me like fire, and then… nothing.
Darkness.
When awareness returned, I wasn't lying on asphalt. I wasn't even on Earth.
I floated in a void—endless light and color swirling around me. The stars pulsed like living hearts. Time itself felt meaningless.
And then it appeared.
A figure, shifting forms with every glance. One moment a man, another a woman, then a child, then something… not human at all. Its voice was layered, like a thousand echoes speaking at once.
"Welcome, mortal. Your time has ended."
I stared, trying to comprehend. "W-where… what is this? Who are you?"
It smiled—or at least, I thought it did.
"Some call me ROB. Random Omnipotent Being. I find amusement in meddling with the threads of fate. And you…" Its gaze pierced me like a blade. "…you intrigue me."
"Me?" My voice cracked. "I-I just… I just left the theater. I was just—"
"You wished," ROB interrupted, "for something more. For power. For a chance to protect. I heard it. And so, I shall grant you three wishes."
My heart slammed in my chest. This… this was insane. But something in me screamed to believe it.
"Three wishes… anything?"
"Anything," ROB said simply.
I clenched my fists. No hesitation. This was the chance.
"My first wish—Superman's powers. All of them. But without any weakness. No kryptonite, no magic vulnerability. Limitless."
The void rumbled. ROB's eyes gleamed. "Ambitious. Granted."
"My second wish—I want eternal youth. I want to always remain in my twenties."
"Done."
I swallowed. My third wish… the most important.
"My final wish—I want infinite potential. No ceiling. I want to grow endlessly. Physically, mentally, spiritually, magically. No matter how strong I get, I want to keep evolving."
For a moment, the void was silent. Then ROB laughed, the sound like galaxies collapsing.
"You are bold. I like that. Very well. Your wishes are granted."
The light grew brighter, consuming me. I felt power flood into my very soul—an ocean of strength, energy, fire, and more. My senses expanded beyond comprehension.
"Go," ROB said. "Your stage awaits. Go, Man of Tomorrow… to Pandora."
The last thing I saw was the void shattering around me like glass.
And then, I fell.
When my eyes opened again, I was lying on soft grass that glowed faintly in the dark. Above me stretched trees so tall they touched the sky, their leaves glowing with bioluminescence. Strange calls echoed in the distance—wild, alien, beautiful.
My breath caught.
"Pandora…" I whispered.
I pushed myself up and froze. My body—taller, stronger, every muscle carved like a weapon. I stumbled to a pool nearby, staring at my reflection.
Nine feet tall. Lean, powerful. My jaw sharp, my face… Henry Cavill's face, but younger. My eyes glowed faintly, alive with power.
I clenched my fist. The ground beneath cracked like dry glass.
Heat surged in my vision—red light flickered in my eyes, begging to be unleashed. My hearing stretched for miles, catching the calls of distant beasts, the hum of the forest. My body thrummed with energy, more alive than it had ever been.
A laugh broke from my lips—wild, disbelieving, unstoppable.
"This… this is real."
The forest seemed to hold its breath. For a moment, I thought I could hear… something else. A whisper, faint, carried by the wind.
Eywa…
I stood tall, my cape-less frame towering in the alien glow, and whispered to myself:
"I am not just a visitor. I am destiny."
And with that, I stepped into Pandora's night.