The moment nothingness greeted him, his mind pulled him out of it, waking him up instantly. Even if he was just asleep, he felt as he never actually fell asleep, the dream it was real, and it forced him to stay aware. But there were questions in his head, how did she come up with the word Ethereal to describe him. Did she knew what he was capable of?
He didn't had an answer to it, but he felt admired, by someone who actually a reason not just because he had a cool power and has done something, but because they see what actually happens in the background of his character.
He wasn't even sure if that are his only limits, was there more for him to expand, only time would say, he has seen what was beyond infinite, even more of it.
Multiverses, he felt the gaze of himself on himself. He realized what was the boundaries of his power, infinite possibilities. The ability to create to alter, it was all now so vivid to him... "Damn, I am awesome." He said finally admiring himself, it felt so good. Like he was moving again.
He stood up again, and felt himself moving smoothly without the issue of doubt or mystery in his mind. "I am Etheral!" He said out loud, his voice echoing to the levels that were closer to this one.
Etheral felt alive, perhaps he can remove the cap and start over without the knowledge he was given. By simply ignoring it, or forcing it out of his mind. He smiled and straightened his posture to a more prideful one. He was truly happy for once, and not momentarily, this knowledge will bring him happiness in the future. Perhaps be a trickster, mess around with enemies, even if he is too powerful to be defeated, he can still give them a chance by simply not taking things seriously.
With a new found name, person, happiness he went through reality disturbing parts of it causing it to bend to his will, or at least alternate so he can pass through. He has never questioned his powers when it actually came to thinking about himself. How do they logically work, are they bound to a set of logic, or does it just happen?
Either way it works, perhaps he can bend it infinitely, but he knew that this might be dangerous for everyone and everything, so he didn't push his luck. Perhaps he can go get something to eat outside of backrooms cuisine. He can replicate currencies so it didn't really matter to him. He looked around walking slowly, since he didn't had any time problems, he didn't know where to go, maybe grab a sweet or two, a drink, or some more civilized meals at some restaurant.
He felt like he hadn't taste anything and it was basically this, he felt a taste that couldn't actually be described, and some sweet drinks, which was the lucky ol milk. But he knew there was something more to enjoy out there.
So he continued his journey looking for something new to enjoy, even if there were so many opportunities, he still ignored them, until he came up to yet another store and looked for what products they had. He looked through the glass, there were juices, alcoholic beverages, and of course the non alcoholic ones. He rubbed his chin going through his options over which seemed most attractive visually. He struggled to choose, because non seemed to be actually unattractive, he should have expected that. In the end he took a juice with cherries. He payed with some money, that were never intended to exist and left. Enjoying himself, though his presence there was drawing attention from some, he just ignored them. And continued walking by, until afternoon came by, and the sun slowly began going down, he walked through reality and sat on top of a building enjoying his moment.