Patrick held a surprised expression as he stared at his status panel. What he saw wasn't something anyone could easily comprehend or fathom; even he, a highly intelligent being, was left speechless upon seeing the panel. Even though he easily comprehended his situation, Patrick still held doubts, so he decided to ask the system, but forgetting that the system does not have a name and calling it 'system' might seem normal, but it would be uncomfortable for him; Patrick inquired.
"Do you have a name?"
"No master, does Master wishes to give me a name?"
The system asked. Listening to the question, Patrick nodded as he thought what name would be best for a female voice that's sweet and pretty. A few moments later, he held a convinced face as if solving the matter to his pondering; he then spoke, unsure of the system's opinion to his suggestion.
"What do you think of the name Grace?"
"Registering Grace as system's name."
Hearing this, Patrick was satisfied as he smiled, the skill, 'Infinite Calm,' playing its effect as he didn't react with much emotion other than nodding and smiling. The next moment, he asked his intended question.
"Grace, why does my status have such an anomaly?"
Indeed, Patrick's question was quite logical, as this should not be happening. Not even the previous system stories he read had such unreasonable stats. But Grace replied, clearing his doubts.
"That's how I was when I became conscious, Master. Every ability, skill, feature and impossibility was installed in me before I departed the 'Final Void' to accomplish my objective of finding you. As for Master's status, that's something left for Master to solve."
Listening to Grace's speech, Patrick became more baffled as he pondered on the provided information; maintaining his thoughtful expression, he sat down with nothing behind him, but as if the realm understood its master's intentions, a majestic throne materialized from thin air as it timely settled behind Patrick, making it a perfect scene when Patrick sat down.
Patrick sat on the throne with relaxed arms and shoulders as he quickly deciphered the information Grace gave him.
'So Grace came from the 'Final Void,' she already existed before Time, Space, Existence, and Creation. And her 'conscious objective' was to find its Master, which somehow is me. With this information, I can tell whoever sent Grace must be me from the future or someone connected to me... but then again, she mentioned being an unknown portion of her creator's Will.
That leaves me with two possibilities: I created Grace in the future and sent her to assist my past, which is the present me. Or two; some powerful being is using Grace to make me their pawn. The latter seems highly unlikely, as why bother giving me such power when they could easily accomplish anything they wish? ….It must be the former, as only I would account for my arrogance by sending a reality-shattering creation like Grace to assist my past self.'
Patrick assumed an arrogant smirk as he steadily but coherently zapped his fingers on the throne's armrest. He had somehow deciphered what Grace was and her objective; she was an Omnipotent Consciousness sent by his future self to assist his present self. But another thought that caused him to smirk even more was the power behind Grace; if Grace was this powerful, then how powerful must he be if Grace is merely a portion of his Will? Patrick's thoughts ran wild as his smirk became even wider. But with a calm inhale and satisfying exhale, Patrick ordered.
"Grace, open Status Panel."
Suddenly, a trembling occurred as the void became unstable; the trembling of the Infinite Realm was as if it was Patrick's voice box (An area in one's throat). Massive amounts of thick golden energy swirled around him, making the scene resemble a god ordering its creation. And indeed, Patrick's ambiance radiated the scene like the god he was, even causing reality to bend and assume the shape of him and his throne. The golden-colored interface again surfaced before Patrick as he saw his unbelievable stats; he held a calm demeanor as he comprehended the severity of his existence; he was a literal God.
[System: Grace]
[Master: Patrick Alexander King]
[Race: Ancient Primordial Origin System Infinite Void Being+∞]
[Life span: ∞]
[Systems: ∞]
[Power: ∞]
[Strength: ∞]
[Speed: ∞]
[Luck: ∞]
[Skills: ∞]
[Wishes: ∞]
[Wife(Ves): -None-]
[Progenies: -Undetermined-]
[Servants: ?,?,?,?,?,?]
Looking at his stats panel, Patrick spoke.
"Grace, since I now wield the system controls, I'm assuming I can use whatever power I desire, correct?"
"Yes, Master"
Hearing the answer, Patrick confirmed his thoughts and started analyzing his status.
[Race: As an Omnifarious being, you can become whatever race you choose]
[Systems: As owner of the Prime Source and Originator of Systems, you can create infinite systems]
[Skills/Abilities: Create any power or ability with imagination or at Will]
[Wishes: Manipulate wishes at an infinite scale, can grant and reverse all wishes]
Patrick breezed through his stat when he paused on the 'Wife' and the 'Children' section of the interface, but understanding her Master's thoughts, Grace answered his question before he could even ask.
"I was also installed with these features. As Master is incomparable and overlooks totality, only adventure awaits you, including having female companions and if desired, ultimately birthing progenies."
With an understanding nod, Patrick agreed with Grace. With his power making him an Infinite being, it would be slightly boring if he adventured throughout the infinite Universes and Multiverse alone, so having one or two companions wasn't a bad idea. He also glanced past the 'Servants' section.
"Grace, do I choose the servants or are they also pre-selected?"
"Like me, five servants have already been pre-selected, as they also existed before the Creation of Totality. But Master can select as many servants as you please. All servants are directly connected with you, making you the dictator of their existence, powers and fates.
"So their strengths and powers depends on how powerful I want them to be?"
"Affirmative, Master."
"Not bad, this way, betrayal isn't even an option. That's something I would certainly consider if I was making god-like servants. ….Well, that's enough for now, time to see the interior of these never-ending structures."
Patrick steadily rose from the throne as it casually dissipated into golden energy like ashes. Standing with hands behind his back, Patrick assumed an expression of someone who didn't have nothing to worry about, carefree and unbothered. Staring at the closest majestic floating structure in the distance, which was at least a thousand miles away, Patrick had a thought; raising his right leg, he stepped. But before Patrick's leg even moved an inch to step down, he was already in a spacious chamber of the closest building, this instantaneous and uncalculatable event displaying his infinite speed.
But despite seeing his unscalable speed, a speed even faster than thought, Patrick remained indifferent, instead, he surveyed the kingly atmosphere of the chamber as he nodded with satisfaction. There was a massive pitch-black throne with an infinity symbol inlaid on the headrest, a long black rug straightened below it as it stretched until it reached two golden massive double doors. The throne was the only thing in the spacious chamber, depicting the loneliness of being an unmatched and unsubordinated being at the pinnacle of existence.
Patrick steadily walked at normal pace as he approached the lonely pitch-black throne. Calmly sitting on the throne, he gently rested his palms on the armrest, heaving a thoughtful sigh, Patrick spoke.
"Sigh~ What a lonely sensation I'm experiencing, it's as if I'm being isolated for being at the top. I can only imagine the level of boredom I would have experienced if I had limitations, such as not interfering in worldly affairs. ….You know what, thinking about this has made me appreciate you even more, Grace."
"I'm flattered, Master."
Grace replied with a respectful and delighted tone. As she was a consciousness, she also had feelings and emotions like any conscious being with a heart; therefore Patrick's compliment of appreciation made her delighted.
But suddenly realizing his dirty clothes, Patrick chuckled. Immediately after, a wide mirror materialized before him, the mirror was ten feet long and wide. Patrick casually levitated from his pitch-black throne as he stood with relaxed arms, with a thought, the black shirt and shorts melted from his body, turning into dust after.
Patrick now stood almost naked, as only an underwear remained on him, he inspected himself on the mirror, impressed with his physique. His muscles were nicely and perfectly refined like a calisthenics body builder who has been exercising for decades, his legs, thighs and calves neatly flexed, as was his upper body. His body was like it was in a constant state of flexing. Patrick couldn't help but express satisfyingly, his physique can only be described as godly and above.