Chris brushed away the dust and picked up a comic book titled "Speed Force." Intrigued by the superhero on the cover, he cautiously opened it. The pages seemed to glow with an ethereal light as he flipped through them.
A man with striking blonde hair materialized before him, his presence commanding and mysterious. "You have been chosen," he declared in a voice that echoed with authority. "I don't understand," Chris stammered, bewildered by the apparition. The man reached out, touching Chris's shoulder. Instantly, Chris felt a surge of energy coursing through him, transforming his body into that of a youthful, athletic runner.
"Why have I transformed into you?" Chris asked, marveling at his new appearance. "Because you need the right body to be the superhero called Speed Force," the man explained with a knowing smile.
"Say the words 'the power of Speed Force,'" the man instructed. Chris repeated the phrase, and blue lightning enveloped him with an electrifying crackle. His clothes morphed into a sleek, blue skintight costume, complete with a matching mask that materialized over his face. "I love it," Chris exclaimed, his voice brimming with excitement.
"I'm glad you embrace your new life as a superhero," the man said, his figure beginning to fade. Chris nodded, feeling a sense of purpose ignite within him. He was ready to explore the city, to protect and serve as Speed Force, the hero he was always meant to be.
With a deep breath, Chris leaped into the air, feeling the exhilarating rush of wind against his face. The cityscape stretched out before him, a playground for his new powers. As Speed Force, he would soar across the skyline, a beacon of hope and justice.
