Wordplay

"so Verbum Initium huh. I remember mine. Got the word change. Allows me to change my hair color but otherwise useless" Milo's chef says as he watches him get up

"So what word did you get?" Sheila ask, "Knowing you it's something stupid"

Milo pauses forced on the spot with basically choosing his own word "...I got" he starts as he blinks his body blinking with him as he was suddenly teleported across the kitchen and crashed into the rack of pots and pans knocking one on his head that falls "Fuck!" He shouts grasping the crown of hai head "I got the word travel. Apparently I can teleport when I blink" he say as he looks looks towards Sheila and blinks again

"Damn it" he mutters as he backs away from the wall behind her clutching a bloody nose. "I don't think you're very good at it" Shelia says sarcastically

"No shit Sherlock" Milo mutters "I'm going to the bathroom to take care of this" he states walking off as he holds one eye open to prevent accidentally teleporting

"Ok. Let's get this taken care of" Milo says locking himself in the bathroom"freeze time outside of here" he says focusing but doesn't feel anything

"Did she lie?" He mutters as he looked out the window and sees time has indeed come to almost a standstill from his point of view though it seemed things moved a bit since time couldn't completely stop

"Well I'll be damned. The little imp told the truth" Milo scoffs as he wiped his bloody nose.

"First things first. I need to restrain these powers. I feel like I'm about to explode" he says as he sits on the toilet after putting the lid down and focusing by closing his eyes and ignoring things around him...the first mistake in this godlike being's new life