Tarzan

Tarzan looked at the bracer on his wrist, the gems sparkling. As he discovered the power of the gems on it, after finding those plant covered ruins. He wanted to explore them and maybe see if there was anything of worth there. He found some jewelry which he wanted to give to Jane, as well as some rare plants. But the Bracer called to him, which was why he put it on.

He developed greater understanding of his life, including all potential versions. Many of them totally different then the one he had now, including ones from times in the future. As well as his past as the son of the Viscount of Greystrokes... and the fact Clayton was a relative. Which made the deaths linked with him much more tragic. With this power, he could try to fix that. Fix Clayton.

'There is a lot of things I can fix. Improve. Help. Both my friends and my enemies. I have the power to do that. The question is... should I? Or would it be irresponsible for me not to use this power?' he thought as he looked at the gems on his wrist.