You search the shop for something that you like. You find weird book that looks like it belonged to a wizard or something. You look at the title. It has strange writing that you somehow are able to understand. It translates to "The book of the mystic art." You have no idea how you were able to translate that. You take a look in it. More weird writing, that you understand. You keep going, saying the words over a over in your head "how do I know this? how!?! HOW???" You speed up, flicking through page after page. You stop dead when you see your name. Right there, your exact name. You try to find when this was made while reality was braking apart in you mind, your world your universe. You cant find the date. You look at the book. Judging by the pages and the cover you guess that it was made you have no idea ago. Impossible to tell. You dicede to buy it and investigate. You go to the counter and explain the weird stuff that just happen to the man there.
"How unusual. You got the name of the book right. Strange, do you know what langue this is?"
"Nope, no idea." The man hands the book back to you after you gave him his money. You look through the book as soon as possible you got back home. You read it properly this time. Looks like you have powers. But which type. You continue reading and found that your power is...