Harem In The Intergalactic Apocalypse

"I trust you all, but if there is a System out there that can take control of one of you, I need to be able to make sure you don't hurt people that you care about. Amy just found a couple ways to deal with Chelsea's powers, but Mr. Tree knows to take her down if she somehow goes out of control. This is the same with everyone, even me," I explained, and Anya gave me a look.

"Even you? Aren't we finished if that happens?" Anya asked.

"No, if there is any disturbance in my intentions that is not caused by my conciseness. Think of it like a password lock in my mind. Even if they can get into my head, they will only have access to my human abilities. Mr. Tree will act on my will that is instilled in all trees that I connect to. We are the most deadly people on the planet now. Even with you having a completely non-combat system, you are getting stronger as you level, and you should be about twice as strong as a normal human," I said, and Anya stepped back from me in shock, looking down at her hands.

"Are you serious?!" Anya asked.

In response, I summoned a generic Orc, and Anya ran over to get behind me. It was just a statue, and not like what I had fought in the Challenger Dome with Katie.

"Go hit it as hard as you can," I told Anya.

"What?! That will break my hand!" Anya exclaimed, but I turned around to her.

"No, that Orc is what will break. Trust me like I trust you. I wouldn't tell you to do this if I wasn't sure that you could," I explained, and Anya sighed.

"You know I don't like getting violent," Anya grumbled but slapped her ass covered in a white skirt.

"That's because you lose control when you get angry. Things are different now, and you should have noticed that the system even balances your body's levels for all things. You can still get angry, but you will have absolute control over your emotions," I explained, and Anya nodded and turned to the Orc.

I watched as she prepared herself to strike the Orc, but her gem started glowing red. Anya struck forward, but at the same time, the image of a bald-headed man in a yellow jumpsuit and red cape glowed around her.

Saitama?

The impact blew the Orc, the north side of the tree house, and the tree away, blowing us both backward.

I lashed out with my roots and pulled Anya to me, as they also stopped me from slamming through the south side of the tree house.

"What in hell's name was that?!" I asked in a daze as I started at the missing side of the house and tree. I had built this to be just inside of the tree, but now everything was repairing itself.

"What did I just do to all my books?!" Anya asked in shock, sounding like she was about to cry.

"Your books will be fine. Each of them is copied into the tree so we can make infinite copies of them. The better question is, was the hell you just did," I said, roots retracting into my body.

"I don't know. You told me to punch it as hard as I could, and that reminded me of that show, One Punch Man. Then I punched, and that happened!" Anya explained.

I popped open her screen, and sure enough, she had a skill that allowed her to embody things that she had read. This wasn't just powerful, no, this made my abilities seem like a joke in a single skill, but there was a catch.

The question now was whether or not I could use something like this? Even if I was able to, I don't think it would be nearly as strong.

"So, you have an ability called Word Incarnate. This ability allows you to be able to become written people, but once you have used a character, you can never use them again. Very strong, and the weakness is not that much of one, maybe. We could have people write heroes with crazy powers into stories, and then you can become them, I assume. This ability comes as quite the shocker to me, and I wouldn't be surprised if just writing people down would work," I explained, but I was making a lot of guesses.

"That does sound very strong, but why would I get a combat ability like this?" Anya asked, but I shook my head.

"This is not considered a combat ability, in my opinion. Think about what you could actually do with this power then you get stronger? Think of all the great fictional characters you could become, even if only for a short while? I am sure that as you grow, you will be able to hold your form for longer," I explained, and Anya smirked at me.

"You mean I could become any written woman you want to fuck?" Anya teased me, and I rolled my eyes.

"Watch me. I am going to try to do the same thing as you did," I said and took a sword stance, open palms, one hand forward and the other slightly back.

Anya stepped back from me, and I focused on the Image of Scorpion from Mortal Kombat. Instantly, the yellow and black ninja suit from the movies glowed over my form, and I concentrated on a book ten feet away on a table.

"Come here!" I yelled, attacking forward with a palm strike.

The snake from the movie jumped out of my hand and grabbed the book on the table, and I pulled my arm back, sucking back the snake with the book in my hand. That was so god damn cool, but I had used Scorpion's because I could do the exact same things he did, but better.

"That was pretty damn cool," I chuckled, and Anya nodded.

"I never expected to get something like this, but I am excited that I did! Are you ready to work on what we planned on now?" Anya asked, and I nodded with a laugh.