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Power Bestowal (Can grant immortality)
- this is no illusion, you foolish little boy - this is eternity, My eternity, and you are lost
in it, lost forever, never to find your way back; you are eternal now, and condemned to
wander in the black . . . after you meet Me face to face, that is - It
Acausality (By virtue of being eternal)
I'm Bill Denbrough. You know who I am and why I'm here. You killed my brother and I'm here to kill You. You picked the wrong kid, bitch.
- I am eternal. I am the Eater of Worlds.
Perception Manipulation (Can change how people percieve him)
Richie chanced a glance behind him as he flung himself onto the package carrier and saw the Werewolf crossing the lawn toward them, less than twenty feet away now. Blood and slobber mixed on its high-school jacket. White bone gleamed through its pelt about the right temple. There were white smudges of sneezing powder on the sides of its nose. And Richie saw two other things which seemed to complete the horror. There was no zipper on the thing's jacket; instead there were big fluffy orange buttons, like pompoms.
Weakness of being extremely lazy
It had made a great self-discovery: It did not want change or surprise. It did not want new things, ever. It wanted only to eat and sleep and dream and eat again.
- this is no illusion, you foolish little boy - this is eternity, My eternity, and you are lost
in it, lost forever, never to find your way back; you are eternal now, and condemned to
wander in the black . . . after you meet Me face to face, that is - It
Acausality (By virtue of being eternal)
I'm Bill Denbrough. You know who I am and why I'm here. You killed my brother and I'm here to kill You. You picked the wrong kid, bitch.
- I am eternal. I am the Eater of Worlds.
Perception Manipulation (Can change how people percieve him)
Richie chanced a glance behind him as he flung himself onto the package carrier and saw the Werewolf crossing the lawn toward them, less than twenty feet away now. Blood and slobber mixed on its high-school jacket. White bone gleamed through its pelt about the right temple. There were white smudges of sneezing powder on the sides of its nose. And Richie saw two other things which seemed to complete the horror. There was no zipper on the thing's jacket; instead there were big fluffy orange buttons, like pompoms.
Weakness of being extremely lazy
It had made a great self-discovery: It did not want change or surprise. It did not want new things, ever. It wanted only to eat and sleep and dream and eat again.