In a very remote and small island, with a diameter of only a kilometer, live an old man and his grandson.
At the very center of this island stood a towering tree, about a hundred meters tall. This tree is a Power Tree, but strangely it looks sickly, as if it were about to fall any minute. There are no leaves in sight and no fruits hanging. Beside this tree is a small hut, a well, and a small farm to keep the family of two alive.
"Eat this, and be strong. Carry the legacy of our family."
Inside the hut lies an old man in his last breaths, holding a strange grey-colored fruit with spiral patterns on the surface, talking to his grandson. The boy was about 16 years old. He had wild brown hair and brown eyes. The boy bit his lip and did his best not to cry.
"Follow your heart, do what you think is right. I won't be here with you for long; you need to be strong."
The old man handed the fruit to his grandson, who then took it with shaking hands, biting his lips to prevent himself from crying out loud.
"With that, you would be able to protect yourself. Be strong... Cough."
With that cough, the old man finally closed his eyes with a smile on his face.
The boy hugged his grandpa with tears on his face.
"...*sob*... I will...*sob*... Grandpa."
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A young man, about the age of 19, with wild brown hair and brown eyes, wearing a plain black shirt and gray shorts, was on a small boat he made. The young man was about 180 cm tall. He looked happily in the distance as he finally saw an island after a day of rowing.
"Finally, an island. Ahhh, I'm so hungry."
The stomach of the young man, named Grey, growled fiercely. He looked at the back of the small boat he made sadly.
"Those food supplies could have lasted a week. Darn those fish!"
He sighed.
"Well, there's an island now; might as well move on."
Grey looked excitedly at the distant island and rowed faster.
"This is the first island, well, not counting the Graas Island where I came from, the first island I saw until now!"
He looked at his arms and smiled.
"Arm Amplification, Fivefold!"
The muscles in his arms visibly became bulkier, and his rowing got five times faster than before.
"Heart Amplification, Twofold."
Grey's face flushed, but his breathing became more stable, looking like he just came out from a very effective warm-up.
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Haze Island
The sun was high up, its heat somewhat bearable. It's the busiest time of the day in the Haze Village. Haze Village could not be considered small, but not big either. With a diameter of thirty kilometers, it could only house a few hundred people.
There's a mansion at the center of this village, much grander, much bigger, and much wealthier than any other house in the village. At the back of the mansion stood a towering tree with a few fruits hanging, so few that they could be counted with one hand.
It is obviously a Power Tree, though the fruits have not turned into a Power Fruit yet. The bark of the tree was stone-colored, and its leaves shone like silver. A very tall wall surrounded both the mansion and the tree. This is the residence of the Silverstone family, the protector of the Weight Power Tree.
"Young Master! Get back!"
A young man, with white hair and black eyes, jumped through the wall 20 meters tall. His maid could only look at him helplessly as he laughed.
"HAHAHA, I'll be back, promise!"
His laugh echoed through the air.
"Now, where should I play?"
The white-haired young man walked through the pathway of the village, looking around with his eyes glowing.
"Oh, it's the young master!"
The villagers walking or selling in the streets pointed at the young man.
"Good morning, young master!"
"Good morning, young master!"
"Good morning, young master!"
They greeted the young master of the Silverstone family and bowed.
"Yeah, yeah. Morning to you all too."
The young man said dismissively and walked faster. It is evident that he doesn't like being treated like a prince.
He soon arrived at the coast of the island and sat down underneath a tree.
"This place is too boring."
He rested his face in his palms and looked boredly at the sea.
"Wait."
He squinted his eyes.
"Is that a fish?"
He mumbled while looking at the small black dot closing in.
"No, there's no fish that swam that high up. What is it then?"
As the black dot got closer, it became clearer.
"Wait, is that a man on a boat?"
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"I'm getting closer, a little bit more!"
Gray rowed faster. A few seconds later, he was finally able to clearly see the island. The island was not very large, about 30 kilometers in diameter or so. The coast of the island was filled with rocks, with little to no sand in sight. The ground is a few meters high from the sea level, with a few trees standing tall.
Gray soon arrived at the island. He stood up after the boat stabilized.
"Leg Amplification, Fivefold"
The muscles in his arms shrank a little while his legs and calves bulked up. Gray bent a little, and with a little grunt, jumped from the boat to the ground. The poor small boat crumbled from the impact.
"Phew."
He looked down, only to see the remains of the small boat sinking one after another.
"Thank you, friend, for accompanying me through the vast sea."
He bowed down a little.
His closed eyes suddenly opened and quickly jumped backwards, narrowly avoiding the feet of the atttacker, which landed on the ground, causing a few cracks.
"Nice reflexes, man."
The attacker slowly turned, and Gray was able to see the man's face. It was a young man about his age, with white hair and deep black eyes. The young man was wearing a white shirt and long black pants with a pair of black leather gloves on his hands.
That attack could have caused a serious wound, if not a crack, to my head if I reacted a bit slower.
Gray's face looked grim as he faced his attacker.
"What's that for?"
The white-haired man shrugged his shoulders and gave an innocent smile.
"Just because"