[Essence of Home:
You gain a personal home that exists outside of reality and beyond the reach of most entities. This home is practically impenetrable to any being you do not want inside, even a supreme deity could not pierce the barriers in place on this property.
The home can be of your design or you can let it surprise you by generating itself based on your needs and wants so it fits itself to you perfectly. As your needs change and grow the home will expand with new facilities as needed.
The home takes care of the basic utilities automatically and requires no connection to any preexisting infrastructure to function. In addition it has functionally infinite supplies of whatever mundane food and drink you could desire.
While inside the home you and anyone you bring will not age, have any basic needs, or suffer from illnesses. You also become completely unbeatable, invulnerable and immune to any form of damage, control, or manipulation.
You may optionally have the home create servants to tend to it while you are gone, you also may give the home sapience to manage things. The home is utterly and unwaveringly devoted to you. It cannot be influenced to change its mind otherwise.
This home has the capability to travel through the multiverse and can give you passage practically anywhere. It can insert itself into these places or simply open a portal for you to travel through.
The house can add as many rooms as you desire, and can copy any entity, equipment, or item you create or have at will, making infinite, complete and perfect copies of the original one. These copies, if sentient or sapient, are completely and utterly loyal to you, no one can change their minds about being loyal to you.]
[Essence of Adaptation and Evolution:
Your body adapts to your wishes, becoming your most desired in appearance, however, you body starts at peak human strength. Every single aspect of your body, mind, and soul start at a base level (Which is Peak Human) and will slowly evolve and become stronger as time goes on.
In case of deathly danger or immediate threats to your mind, body, or soul, you'll instantly adapt to whatever it is that will or has been hurting you. (Example: A powerful poison that withers your organs from the inside- You will not die, but your body will start to quickly regenerate the damage as you become immune to this poison's effect.
Or if you're at risk of being mentally manipulated or possessed by someone, your mind/soul will instantly adapt to it, making so you are immune to their abilities or being affected by their abilities- Becoming immune to mind manipulation and soul possession.)
This effect also adapts you to the world you are in- If the world is a world of magic, your body will adapt to the energy in the world, making so you are able to use said magic, and your soul will become a generator to this supernatural energy, constantly supplying your body with the energy. If you enter a world where there is power in the human genes or a genetic mutation has spread over the world, where upon someone could get powers or become a monster, you can adapt to this world, gaining power or becoming immune to said genetic alterations.
Plus, each and every power you receive or has cannot be stolen, sealed, taken, or otherwise stopped from working against your will.
In case you're trapped somewhere- You can "adapt" and "overcome" you boundaries with time, freeing yourself- regardless of what type of seal, prison, or trap you were locked in, you'll always be free in the end.]
"Well... that's good, that's great, that's awsome- I'm getting overwhelmed here, fuck-" Zehanpuryu Xathanael, or Zehan to friends, was a poor college student with bad anxiety and a weak sense of self-esteem and self-worth who slaved his life away in retail to pay for his college debt... And he never got to use his degree because he fucking died! A gun shot, not even from a robber, but a police man, just because he was what? Gay? Kissing another man? Holding hands with his would be boyfriend if he had asked him out to be a serious thing between them and not just some flings? He was just floating about in the void when some random guy just popped beside him, offered him a crystal, and since he thought he was probably hallucinating and on the way to the hospital, this was his brain's interpretation of a medic guy trying to save his life or something-
The moment he grabbed the crystal, the guy was gone, and he stood in a enormous endless field of grass surrounded by trees and a beautiful blue sky- The only thing that was out of place there was this red brick and log cottage, a beautiful cottage, but out of place because it had a red muahroom roof with a small red brick chimney where from small puffs of smoke would rise- Then all the information above him invaded his mind, he didn't even recognize his own body because it was so different from his previous body- i mean, he saw his lower body from the neck down and god- He might've just become a narcissistic bastard but he was hot! But now he felt overwhelmed a little bit, it happened sometimes and he would get panic or anxiety attacks.
"Shit-" He was scared for a moment as a small rabbit plushie hopped behind him and greeted him, holding a clock on his hands: "Hello Master! You're just in time! Dinner is about to be ready!" Fuck, he chuckled as he wondered if this was what his twisted mind wanted, after all, he loved plushies when he was growing up on a toxic home where his only friends were lttle stuffed animals! "Sure." He got up, still feeling a little anxious as the rabbit wearing the upper half of a tuxedo and holding a wall clock in his hands hopped over at the door and opened it- The inside was completely different from what he expected, it was enormous, beyong comparison to even the largest place he's ever been into- A history museum. "Come along master, and I'll take you to the dinner room!" The rabbit hopped and jumped, Zehan just sighed and followed because even though he didn't feel hungry, he felt on the cusp of breaking down, and eating something could do him good, right?
The rabbit opened a door with the name [Dinner Room] above it, it was just a step away from him, like he just made it appear there- He now wonders, is this place somehow sentient and just puppeteering these plushies to help him? It says they are loyal to him, so he shouldn't be worried. Right? "Master, the food's ready~" Coming through a door on the back of the large dinner room (That had one of those victorian long and thin vampire dinner tables) was a large black wolf with his paws on a table with wheels at the bottom, pushing it forward- He knew that wolf, that was: "Blackie?" He had that plushie when he was like, 6? Yeah, he remembers it being torn apart by his psycho of a sister! "Master remembers me? Hahehi-" He chuckled just like Zehan would chuckle, imitating the impression he made whenever he was playing alone in his room and imagining his friends. "It's great to see you again, Master!" The large black wolf had large red eyes, but his fur looked extremely fake as well as his eyes, they looked cartoonish in nature, almost like a cartoon but 3d and physical.
"Does this mean-"
"Yep! We're all here, Master!"
He looked around and finally noticed that there were other chairs on this long table- From the ages 2 to 10 he got plushies from his father and mother after they got divorced, but because he lived with that bastard of a bitch of a dying dog that people called his mother, he never really wss happy- She was incredibly racist, heterosexualist (Since Homophobia is not about phobia (fear) but about hate- Like how Racism was called Negrophobia before it was called Racism, but it wasn't a fear, it was hate), she hated trans people, people from outside her country, and people of color and any ethnicity that didn't look like hers. Plus, the worst of all, she was a Karen- and due to her being such a great human being, he suffered endless days through her drunken mind as she shouted and even hit him, and guess what? It isn't healthy to make a child think it's their fault that their parents divorced!
Because that breaks the kid, you see?
Just like Zehanpuryu Xathanael- He changed his name after he turned 18 and left the house, not wanting to get associated to that woman and her family of 1 step-dad who tried to touch him several times, 1 step sister who was crazy, and 1 step brother who was still there suffering- became very anxious, afraid, and nervous around people he didn't know! With a terrible case of PTSD that would trigger whenever someone banged or punched something really strongly, shouted suddely, or moved too fast towards him holding something, anything in their hand. "Blackie-" The black wolf plushie nodded. "Red-" A red orb with a face jumped, into a chair, it was one of the few plushies he remembers having even before his parents divorced. "Yille" A large cartoonish caterpillar with a goofy face and beady blue eyes with a golden yellow sheen covering their body rose from beneath the table, in his life he's had 6 plushies he can remember.
Blackie, Red, Yille, Mister Snuffle, J-Gato, and Sand.
Mister Snuffle was this cute small dog with a large nose that when squished would make a squeaky sound- J-Gato was an orange stripped cat plushie he had with a elongated neck that could be pulled, he didn't know why his mom gave that to him, but he liked the cat. Sand was a small little skirt wearing toad, he was the modt majestic toad Zehan ever had as a kid.
And they were all here!
Dinner was great, Zehan finally talked to the house itself when he asked to see it- The white rabbit was the physical representation of the sentience of the house that was there to help him in whatever he desires, it could do so much! It could also switch the plushies servants for real humans, but he prefers the plushies because they're adorable and reminds him of the good days of his childhood- "So, master!" The white rabbit jumped down the table and into the floor beneath their feet that began to move like a roller, taking them into a corridor with an endless amount of doors, each with a single number on them, they were all spread randomly everywhere, moving like they were flying. "There are many worlds out there that you can go to! And better yet, no matter where you are, i can get you back here with a simple thought of yours!"
Zehan was more calm now... But he knew where he wanted to go, he knew what he wanted to get, it was a small teddy bear for his plushies- SCP- 2295, the Patchwork Bear. He wants this bear ever since he read about it, and now that he can have it? Why not, right? No one can enter his house without his permission, he might as well go get the bear and come back, since he can also make copies of it that are loyal to him! He can have an entire hospital wing in his home full of these little bears, while there should he also get one of SCP-500 pills? He also wants to go to the Wanderer's Library- So many things to do, so much time, first thing he wants to do is to go get the bear, then go to the library and find some books on magic or even introduction to magical things. He definitely will have to be careful there, but thankfully violence is not allowed, but he will need to keep an eye out since he's technically from a Place Where Maps cannot Touch.
Meaning?
He's from a place where the Jailers cannot enter or see, he's safety- He's a key, he could be a dimension owner, which would be not uncommon in the SCP world or anywhere he goes to, but certainly it is something... Unique. He should be careful, but he wants to go there so badly- Fuck.
"Home... I need to learn how to fight first." Yes, that is the first thing he needs to do- Adapt and Overcome, become stronger, so he can get a teddy bear! "Bring me to a world where i can learn soft and hard magic- Bring me to the Harry Potter world."
Yes, a world where he could learn the basics of magic, with or without logic, because he needs to adapt.