Mind - Allows the user to greatly strengthen and enhance mental and psionic power and access the thoughts and dreams of other beings.
Space - Allows the user to exist in any or all locations, move any object anywhere throughout reality and warp or rearrange space. At full potential it grants Omnipresence.
Reality - Allows the user to fulfill wishes, even if the wish is in direct contradiction with scientific laws.
Soul - Allows the user to steal, control, manipulate and alter souls, living or dead, and is the gateway to an idyllic pocket universe.
Power - Accesses all power and energy that ever has or will exist, and can boost the other gems’ effects. Allows the user to duplicate almost any physical superhuman ability and grants Omnipotence.
Time - Allows the user total control over the past, present and future. Allows time travel, can age and de-age beings and also be used as a weapon by trapping enemies or entire universes in unending loops of time. Also at full potential grants Omniscience
I discovered the writer, Leo Tolstoy, in a muddy ditch that held more blood than rain. One of the soldiers loved his words — and then so did I. “All, everything I understand,” he wrote, “I understand only because I love.” That was so many years ago. But words on a page didn’t teach me that lesson, I learned it on my own. I learned it in trenches with bullets flying overhead, pressed back to back with grizzled, starving men who would have laid down their lives for mine. I learned it from the ribbon tied around my finger. I learned it from the kick inside my belly. I learned it from death, and hardship, and brief acts of inexplicable kindness. I learned love from sacrifice. I learned love from living. And no matter where I’ve gone or what I’ve done, all the dark things I do not regret but will not to speak of, that is one part of me that I have always kept safe. Tolstoy will live forever, some people do. But that’s not enough. It’s not the length of a life that matters, just the depth of it. The chances we take, the paths we choose, how we go on living after our hearts break… Hearts always break, and so we bend with our hearts, and we sway… But in the end, all that matters is that we lived… and loved…
Black WIdow: Name of the Rose
have you ever seen a little girl run so fast she falls down? there’s an instant, a fraction of a second before the world catches hold of her again, a moment when she’s outrun every doubt and fear she’s ever had about herself and flies. in that one moment, every little girl flies.