After countless failed attempts to find a job where my power could be of use, I decided to take matters into my own hands. With the unwavering support of my dear friend Stella, we embarked on a journey to open our own business. Together, we founded "Ageless Repairs", a repair shop like no other.
The concept was simple yet groundbreaking. With a touch of my hand, I could make any damaged object return to its original state. From cracked pottery to torn fabric, nothing was beyond repair in our shop.
The initial days were tough. Our shop remained empty, and doubts crept into our minds. Would anyone truly appreciate the miracles we could perform? But we refused to give up.
One fateful afternoon, a lady with a mysterious antique box entered our shop seeking restoration. With a sense of purpose, I focused my power on the box, willing it to mend itself. Just as I was about to complete the restoration, a sudden tickle in my nose betrayed me. I tried to stifle a sneeze, but it erupted uncontrollably.
"ACHOO!"
By the time I opened my eyes again, I saw that my powers had not only repaired the lady's object, but had also affected one of us.