The Most Useless Awakening in History

roadside barrier. The stroller barely shook. For three full tenths of a second, nobody made a sound. Then every livestream in the city exploded at once. ["WHAT WAS THAT"] ["What kind of power is that?"] ["Did he just catch a wall with math?"] ["Official detection is pinging now. Rank?"] ["Please do not tell me this is the new hero."] A woman in a red host jacket pushed straight into frame with a handheld mic, eyes sharp enough to cut glass. “I’m Vera Stone with Pulse Live,” she said, staring at Aiden like she wanted to dissect him on-air. “Sir, what exactly did you just do? If you can even call that a power.” Aiden was breathing hard, staring down at his own hand. He wanted to know too.