23rd Oct: It's time for the Second TV Tropes Halloween Avatar Contest! Details here.
"When you grow up doing karate, you learn awesome and impossible things. Like how to cross your arms perfectly to catch incoming punches, or how to levitate out of the way of multiple nunchuck attacks. I can't even type about the advanced stuff because I can't trust you with it. I'm serious, my kung fu sensei once taught the heart exploding touch to someone and they died microwaving a burrito."
And now I'm able to play six games at the same time! This! Is! Capturing God Mode! Fwahahaha! But, the intellectual capacities, stamina, and concentration of the player is pushed to the limits with this mode, so it's like a double-edged sword! And one hour after the mode's activation, the player's life will be reduced by three years! (That's what you're going to feel!)
Dumbledore: You flatter me. Voldemort had powers I will never have.
McGonagall: Only because you're too — well — noble to use them.
"Of the Horcrux, wickedest of magical inventions, we shall not speak nor give direction—"
Releasing the restrain device.
Releasing this power may result in the destruction of the ship.
—The Ikaruga, Ikaruga
Nail: There's a special ability our people share, forbidden, even among our most sacred clans.
Piccolo: And we're just going to abuse it?
Nail: Oh, maliciously!
Piccolo: Bitchin'. How we do?
Briar Girl: The stars are sources of light and energy. A being like you describe would be powerful. A leader of others of its kind. Meteors? With one action, he might bring fiery death down on your enemies, but the world would pay a cost. Every light humanity uses might be dimmer. Every source of fuel and energy might be a fraction less effective. Food, fuel, electricity.
Blake Thorburn: People would notice.
Briar Girl: Never when they were looking. No. A general or a duke, whatever he might be, this being you speak of, he should be a commander. Imps, you might call them. If he brought a darkness to the world, he would do it by scattering imps across the world. These imps would work as spirits do, but with intelligence. Ensuring that a flashlight grew dim when it might reveal a murderer or rabid animal. That a car ran out of gas where it might carry a sick man to a hospital, spelling his death. One action on your part, fire and devastation, but you never see what comes out of it. Hundreds of incidents a year, for decades or a century, before the imps are dealt with or spent of their power.
—Pact, on summoning greater demons.