The new worldbuliding part 2
(Two months arc ongoing)
The New World – Sugara's Final Proof
Sugara's plan had worked.
The old governments were gone.
The rich had lost protection.
The people no longer trusted systems—only belief.
Now Sugara wanted more.
Power was not enough.
Fear was not enough.
He wanted faith.
In a dark room, a man bow down before a shadow.
"The world is ready,"
The shadow spoke calmly.
"now begin the final step.
Make them believe they are equal.
Make them believe I am necessary."
"Yes, sir," the bow down man replied.
The Gathering
The scene changed.
A massive open ground stood at the center of a ruined city.
It looked like a tournament arena—wide, circular, and surrounded by high walls of magic.
Hundreds of thousands of people were gathered.
No one knew why they were called.
They only knew one thing:
Sugara wanted them here.
A man stepped forward holding a microphone. His voice echoed across the boundary.
"People of the new world," he said,
"today we take our final step toward equality."
The crowd listened.
"The rich destroyed the old world," he continued.
"They sucked blood from the poor."
"If they survive in this new system, they will corrupt it again."
Murmurs spread.
Some nodded.
Some stayed silent.
"Today," the man said, "we end the future of inequality."
Chains rose from the ground.
Dozens of children were brought forward—hands bound with iron.
Children of powerful families.
Children who had never ruled anything.
They were placed at the center of the arena.
People watched.
Some looked away.
Some clenched their fists.
Some cheered.
This was Sugara's greatest success.
Not violence.
Acceptance.
Among those children stood Rue.
He did not understand why he was there.
He only knew fear.
The man with the microphone raised his hand.
"For the revolution," he said.
One by one, the children were killed.
No speeches.
No emotion.
Just silence.
The crowd did not stop it.
That was the real proof.
Soon, only two children remained.
Rue and another boy.
The executioner stepped forward again.
"Wait," the man with the microphone said.
The crowd leaned in.
"Today will be remembered," he announced.
"Not by death… but by choice."
From the sides of the arena, new people entered.
Poor civilians.
Angry faces.
People who had lost families.
People filled with hate.
"These are the ones you feared," the microphone man said to the children.
"The ones you ignored."
The crowd did not move.
The poor rushed forward.
Rue was beaten until his body could no longer respond.
Beside him, the other boy stopped breathing.(he was dead)
Rue lay on the ground, barely alive.
The arena was silent.
No cheers now.
No screams.
Only realization.
Some felt.
This was not justice.
This was not equality.
This was control.
But others thought maybe by these the world could stable.
Sugura's real Truth
Far away, Sugura watched.
This was never about killing the rich.
It was about teaching the poor who decides right and wrong.
People believed they were choosing.
But the choice was already made for them.
Faith had replaced law.
Emotion had replaced reason.
And the world accepted it.
The new system had begun.
Not built on rules.
Not built on fairness.
But on belief.
And somewhere, on the cold ground of that arena,
with broken breath and fading strength—
Rue survived.
And because he survived…
The world had made its greatest mistake.
(The past of a real prodogy)
Rue —
(Rue's Voice)
People say the world ended because of magic.
That is a lie.
The world ended long before that.
For people like me.
Before the Incident
I was born in a small house.
Poor walls.
Weak roof.
But one warm thing existed.
My mother.
She cooked food with tired hands.
There was never enough.
Still, she gave me more.
I ate quietly.
I was happy.
But I didn't know how to smile.
I felt happiness inside,
but my face never learned how to show it.
One day, my father came home drunk.
His footsteps were heavy.
He saw me eating.
Suddenly—
he kicked the plate away.
"You don't deserve food," he said.
I stood up.
I decided to leave the room.
Then I heard a sound.
A slap.
He hit my mother.
"Why are you feeding him?"
"He is useless!"
(Rue's voice)
I froze.
I didn't know what to do.
What to say.
How to stop him.
I can speak.
But I don't know how to use words.
That day never ended.
Because it happened again.
And again.
Beating was not anger.
It was a habit.
School — Where I Learned I Was Slow
At school, I tried.
I really tried.
But my brain moved slowly.
Teachers explained.
I listened.
But things slipped away.
Other children learned fast.
They moved ahead.
I stayed behind.
One day, my teacher called my father.
"I don't know what's wrong," she said.
"He forgets things.
He learns slowly.
He cannot master skills like others."
My father smiled politely.
"I'm sorry, sir," he said.
"I will take responsibility."
(Rue's voice)
Responsibility…
I didn't know what that meant.
I didn't know what interest meant either.
People said,
"Find your interest."
But what is interest?
I never felt it.
Outside the classroom, parents talked.
"My son is a prodigy."
"My daughter learns so fast."
Then my marksheet came.
Another parent asked,
"How much did your child score?"
My father replied quietly,
"Average."
He grabbed my hand tightly and walked away.
(Rue's voice)
My father was afraid.
Afraid of my future.
That fear became pressure.
Pressure became drinking.
Drinking became violence.
Loneliness
I didn't have friends.
Sometimes I talked to someone.
I smiled.
Fake smile.
Then someone better came.
They left.
I asked myself:
"Am I boring?"
"Is my face bad?"
"Am I empty?"
Slowly, I stopped trying.
I believed everything was my fault.
Even my mother's pain.
When My Vision Started Fading
One day, my vision became weak.
Things blurred.
I couldn't see properly.
I wore glasses.
(Rue's voice)
I believed this was punishment.
Because I am useless.
Because I make everyone suffer.
If I cannot see clearly,
it is my fault.
I accepted the blame.
I accepted everything.
The Day That Destroyed Me
One night, my father beat my mother badly.
He shouted:
"If you didn't give birth to this useless boy,
my life wouldn't be like this!"
(Rue's voice)
That sentence entered my bones.
I thought…
Maybe dying is better.
I thought about it.
But I was scared.
Why am I scared to die?
Why can't I even do this?
I cried.
I hated myself.
The Mistake
One day, I saw my mother crying again.
I thought—
"Why will she suffer because of me?"
"I will help."
I went to a shop.
"Sir," I said,
"I want pain medicine."
The shopkeeper gave me something.
I didn't know.
I brought it home.
My mother smiled.
She was hiding pain.
I begged her to take it.
She did.
Then—
She collapsed.
Blood came from her mouth.
White foam.
Her body shook.
It wasn't medicine.
It was expired.
Poison.
Her heartbeat slowed.
But she smiled at me.
"My son," she whispered,
"This is not your fault."
"I am inside you now."
"If God didn't give you talent…
make your own."
She died.
After Death
I didn't speak.
I screamed.
I cried for hours.
Then my eyes focused on the bottle.
My vision was blurry.
But I forced myself.
I saw the date.
Expired.
(Rue's voice)
If it was my fault…
why did she suffer?
This world is not fair.
My father came home drunk.
"Make food," he said.
No response.
He saw her body.
He laughed.
"Did she kill herself? I don't care."
(Rue's voice)
That laugh killed something human inside me.
For a week, I couldn't speak.
Then I remembered her words.
I am inside you.
The Talent
At school, I watched a boy writing fast.
His hand moved smoothly.
I copied his posture.
His grip.
His speed.
Suddenly—
I was writing exactly like him.
Same speed.
Same style.
(Rue's voice)
This is it.
Adapt.
Copy.
Become.
This is my talent.
Slowly I don't know how but i adapted multiple people Characteristics . Emotions and behavior and i thought I had became like them.
But when I started going with this world .
the world again falls me again and again now where am I I should not be here I should beyond the world beyond the universe
This time i should not be like others this time i want others powers i wants other everything what they have
no can can go beyond me i should remain always i front of others.
Then suddenly a spark of dark lightning falled to his body that was the sign of a awakening a sign that directly says this power is far beyond limitation far beyond the magic powers.
Then suddenly rue wake up opened his eyes he was seeing all those persons lilke they a just a group of shep in front of him.
He stepped forward slowly other person also noticed him but they were shocked to see him standing and alive some of them gone to kill him again but suddenly they all where fall on ground the attack done by them where again came to them with more powers like they are fighting with themselves within seconds they are where fall on ground some survived but badly injured and some died.
A short explaination of rue power
Adapt and copy
Any physical or non physical attack doesn't effect on him any attack done to him or goes to him he adapts it before it reaches to him within the attack distance is 0.1 mm from him.
Any attack he adapts becomes 100x times
More powerful than the attack done on him .