In the white space:

3 figures are currently gather around a white table, all with rather serious expressions. Of course these figures were the ones responsible for giving Bob the powers he currently has.

The first one to speak was God.

“Do not worry, this situation isn’t as serious as you think it to be.” 

“Yes, as long as he doesn’t go on a rampage right now then in time everyone will be on equal footing.” Mary says in return.

“I’m sorry. This was my fault! Allow me to fix it.” Says the worried Angelica.

“As I said Angelica, this is not as serious like I said. But since it was technically your fault then you will have to do a task I will assign you in soon.” (God)

“Thank you my lord.” Replies Angelica.

“Since the human already knows what is occurring, it would not hurt to contact him one more time. So what I would like you to do is go down to him and try to persuade him into agreeing to swap his powers to gravity man.” God orders.

“And if he does not agree?” Angelica asks.

“Then we shall have to make a few changes to the game and give the other chosen ones a little bit of a boost in their powers.” God replies.

“It shall be done.” Angelica says as she stands up and disappears with a flash.

“What are you thinking of?” asks Mary.

“Well, it is simple actually. If he does not agree then, it would not be a simple battle royal anymore. All I’m going to do is give the person… or persons a little reward if they manage to erase Bob.” God says smiling.

Back on earth:

Bob Pov:

*Ring ring*

The bell rings signalling that school has ended as everyone begins to pack up and head home.

After surviving the first day of school avoiding everyone, I realise that this could not go on for long.

'I have to get use to this type of strength fast otherwise some people will start getting suspicious of me. So what should I do?' 

The conclusion I came up with was through training.

'I don’t think that I need any type of strength training or endurance. That only leaves training in control and what type of training should I do?'  

Somewhere around 30 seconds later…

“Haha.” I laugh alone.

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'Super speed is the best!'

 I am able to get home in less than 30 seconds while it would probably take 40 minutes by walking. 

Grabbing the keys out of my bag… my bag. 

'Where is my bag?!' 

Looking around, all I could see were 2 bag straps that I believe were from my bag on the ground.

'God dammit, what a stupid mistake,' I thought blaming myself. 

Even if I could run that fast, it doesn’t mean that my bag could’ve handled it. 

'Guess this means I also have to practice running as well… shit.'

*Bzzzzz bzzzzz*

After a moment of ringing the doorbell, the front door opens and I am met by my step sister. Blond hair, blue eyes, great body and is currently 17 years old. Looks nothing like me as I am Asian while she is a 100% white person.

“Hey, why would need me to open the for you when you have your own keys?” she asks clearly annoyed.

“Well hello Britney and I forgot mine at home.” I reply sarcastically.

“Well bring it next time then.” She says arrogantly.

“Shut up, I’m in a bad mood.” Telling her off.

Walking off with a dumbfounded Britney I head to my room.

Sorry Britney, but I shouldn’t stay close to people for now as I am not yet use to this strength so I might end up breaking a few bones.

…

After 30 minutes of thinking of what sort I should begin with, the best I came up with was picking up items and putting it back down on a table repeatedly. It is pretty stupid but I have no choice right now.

I obviously did not get the idea off the karate kid. Wax on wax off.

Sitting down at my table I begin my training picking up a pen on my right and left hand. With stiff sweaty hands I slowly take the pens between my fingers. 

As I pick up the pens I feel sweat pouring down my forehead and back. Now with the pen picked up, my hands begin to slowly descend placing the pens neatly on the table.

“aaaaaah.” I sigh in relief.

That was intense, and to think I’m going to have to do this repeatedly. 'The next couple days are going to be boring and sweaty.'

“If anyone saw me doing that… they would be thinking that I must be really special.” I say to myself.

Just as I say that I hear a laugh to my right.

“Hahahaha! Indeed, that really was something special.” Some random says.

Blonde hair, brown eyes, massive tits and long legs. She is hot. Surprised by the sudden intrusion of the smoking hot lady I do nothing but ask, “Who are you?”

“Hello Bob, my name is Angelica.” She replies.

“Angelica?”