Descend- Seeing Stars by Sean Oswald (the ebook reader .TXT) 📕

Charlotte- zealous fury, hyper accuracy

Renee- Object control

Destiny- electrokinesis

Jenna- elemental constructs

Sherlyn- energy redirection

Izabella- enhanced physiology

Delaney- explosive gore

Esseme- psionic crush, incarnate

Serenity- hostility management

Gwen- friction manipulation

Alia- pyrokinesis

Paloma- force armor construct

Sage- Bio-radiation absorption and generation

Leilani- flesh manipulation

Faith- psionic teleportation

Maja- probability shifts

Simone- psionic divination 

Oma- mind hunter, mental schism

Sheila- pacifism

Natalie- mental stimulation, mental decrease

Ryleigh- enhanced speed, joint manipulation

Daphne- power amplification

Eden- power leech

Zoe- laser vision

Aisha- daydreaming

Niamh- augmented form

Naomi- mass absorption, enhanced strength

Alexandra- mercury form

Samantha- judgment/truth detection

Trinity- power linking

Aliyah- enhanced pliability, enhanced strength

Gigi- mental math

Ellie- mechanical intuition

Rebecca- medicokinesis

Lauren- shape manipulation

Fuses: 18 so far, 24 willing, 19 unwilling, 50 undecided

      The list was broken down as it was by pods in the order that he had fused the girls, although he noted that Trina was put at the end of the wives, whatever that was between them. Since he had agreed to let the girls nominate who he should fuse with next in that same order, he decided that it would be good to know who he was going to be joining with for life over the next week.

      But for now, he put the list out of his mind and began working on his physical skills. He increased his mass until it required him to use a great deal of his strength to move. Unfortunately, it made the floor creak and while he assumed the A’snkarnt metal could hold up to it, he didn’t want to test fate.

      In the end he stopped after increasing his eight-hundred-pound body till it weighed just over four tons. With the ten times gravity in effect that was the equivalent of moving forty tons with each step. It was a good compromise because it required him to ramp up his Evolved Strength Forged Body but wasn’t causing the floor to groan in protest.

      Before he knew it, he was adapted to the weight and was zipping around the room, performing various forms that Bong-Cha had taught him and some of the more brutal combat moves that Hanna had drilled into him. Hopefully, they would both be proud. He practiced both with and without his PSI sword.

      When he wasn’t using the sword, he would create PSI constructs around him so that he had powerful obstacles to run into and bounce off of. It simulated hitting a powerful opponent and forced his body to adapt to the beating that caused and helped him work on multiple skills at the same time.

      To mix it up he would also throw in Phase Burst, Primal Power, which allowed him to summon some instinct or skill of an animal without changing forms like Jessie did, and his Evolved Fire Form.  As often as possible he juggled the largest number of skills that he could handle at once but wasn’t yet working on combining them as much as simply getting in more practice with each of them.

      For hours he kept at it, exerting himself to the max. His body regenerated so quickly that lactic acid never had a chance to build up in his body, if it even would now. He probably needed to learn a bit more about human anatomy and work on looking deeper into those systems. From what he could tell his body was currently being powered by PSI energy rather than any chemical process derived from breaking down food.

      That however, made it a challenge for himself to see if he could push himself to the point of true fatigue. He moved, jumping off the walls and bouncing around the room faster than a normal human could have followed, all while essentially moving a body that weighed forty tons. Yet every time he started to sweat or began to breathe heavily, he would pause for a moment. Within two or three seconds the fatigue felt washed away and his body was entirely renewed.

      On the one hand this was exciting. He had never been old on Earth but had heard more than one professor complain about old bodies. Now he was perpetually operating in a state of being fully rested and feeling fresh. The value of that couldn’t be overstated. It was a dream that so many on Earth would have killed for.

      But that didn’t mean that he was gonna stop trying to push himself to the point of exhaustion. He might not be able to increase the weight anymore, but he could still work on pushing himself harder. He had the time. The first training session was only half an hour but at 1750:1 time distortion that worked out to just over thirty-six days.

      He was finally getting some alone time. It was ironic that less than three hours into it he was already wondering if he shouldn’t have invited one of the girls to come train with him. But no, it might be nice to have extended times with just one of his wives, but he needed to train. His skills were lacking, and he refused to fail because even after begging for alone time he found himself missing his harem.

      So he pushed harder. He maximized his speed and strength till he was streaking around the room at over fifty thousand miles per hour while making rapid turns. The entire length of the room was only the size of two football fields. Thus, every second he was covering the room from one end to the other one hundred and thirty-one times, all while hauling his forty tons.

Beads of sweat were breaking out on his body. He kept pushing. His PSI regen rate was keeping up even with both skills maxed at level five. What was more was that he had not moved this fast in this constrained of an area before. So, his precognition and hyper accuracy were both having to be ramped up to keep him from smashing through one of the walls.