So then first things first, this thing had said that he could create anything at all though he didnt believe it. How the hell can one be that overpowered. So he closed his eyes and imagined forming the first thing that came to his mind. Money. Yes, a $1000 note, when he opened his eyes again, they widened in shock.
He had tried to imagine the size, the colour, the writings and drawings on it but had misserably failed at that, i mean no way a normal human being could remember all those details and as far as he could remember, he was as normal as it would get, and so he was ready to see a failed replica of the original.
But hell, it was exactly as he remember it to be. He right away rushed to his phone to connect to the internet and find out all the details of this dollar note and guess what? Even the smallest of the details that he sure as hell wasnt aware of, like those damned lines across the dollar note, were all there, and in there right places.
"Damn..." he excitedly exclaimed.
If this was like what it seemed to be, then....wow! Now that he thought about it, his ability was creator, and there was only one creator that he could think of....GOD. And he was damn sure that as God created the universe, he didnt know what was to come out of his creation.
This is very well supported philosophy seeing that the bible says that when he commanded the creation of light ,"Let there be LIght," and the sun came to be, even he was mesmerised by it appearance.
Now the only plausable theory he could come up with is that God just used his vast xymic energy to create, all he did was give a command. This command must have served as a directive for what is to be created. Wait, does this mean he can also create the universe now?
Because if he is to remember the information he received about his ability is that his only hinderance was the xymic energy. By the way, how the hell should he know the amount of xymix energy he has or has left after every creation?
`I should be able to see it if i concetrate` he mused to himself
Watts therefore closed is eyes and tried to envision his energy and suddenly, he felt a pulling force on his subcosciousness. Feeling no kind of danger from the pull, he concluded that it wont harm him, he let pull him in, and there it was. A vast blank space with nothing at all, not even light, his subconscious did not stop but zoomed off for what seemed like forever untill it reached a point where a blue energy was bundled together as it swirled in the dark expanse.
He tilted his subconscious head as he looked at the energy, it was only the size of a medium sized apartment in the real life but compared to the dark expanse, it looked like a drop in the ocean. Watts looked at the expanse in awe.
`Is this all my potential, what would i be able to create if i filled this up?` he silently wonderd.
After some time, he decided to go back to the real life. He breathed in and out slowly with his eeyes closed to make sure he wasnt dreaming, he wasnt about to pinch himself just to prove he wasnt dreaming like some novels, no...no fucking way, that is way too stupid.
Now it was time to know his limit, he closed his eyes looking at his energy and commanded it to create...wait, he opened his eyes, what was he supposed to create. I mean one would first think of creatng money, cars houses and all that shit, but in the 21st century, money or cars that were not known by the government would only spell trouble. Something he wasnt willing to face as of now.
But then looking around the room, he smiled. So what if i cant drive a car that i create outside or cant spent the untraceable money, what about house hold items. Yeah, no one will come to his home to find out if the things he had were registered or not.
Right there and then he grabbed his phone and called in on a moving company, He told them he had a few things he would like to sell and move ASAP, and sure enough in just 15 minutes, a truck arrived in the parking lot of the building, since he lived on the 5th floor, it took them almost 2 hours to take all the items.
The sofa set, the dining table and chairs, the television,the hoofas the refridgerator, microwave.....almost everything. And now as he looked at the now empty house, he couldnt help but break out into a smile, and then...he went to a creation spree.
An hour later, he was lying on the floor breathless with sweat pouring down his fore head, but never the less, he had a big smile on his face. After all, everything that he couldnt afford to put into his condo previously, he now had.
"So thats how it is huh, i guess the stupid system forgot to tell me about that, who does that anyway?" he mused.
During his creation spree, he made a few experiments and came out with a number of conclusions that he simplified into three.
First of all, he had to bear the weight of everything that he creates, for example, if Watts really had the sufficient energy to create a galaxy, he wouldnt be able to pull it off the way he is right now, the weight of the whole galaxy would sit on him steady, trust him he had tried and he knew not to try that again. So in simple terms, he had to have a very strong physique if he wanted to be a real creator.
Secondly, the more he creates, the more his xymic energy grows, though the growth is very miniscular to be considered growth. But it is growth none the less, the more energy you spend in a particular creation, the more your energy grows, and this is what brings us to our last observation.
Energy spending depends on complexity not size. The more complex the creation, the more energy is used. Take an example, when Watts created the king sized bed and matress, the energy used was abysimal, but when he created the smart watch, the energy used was more than the two combined, as simple as that.
And so now he had a plan, first, sleep. Second, next thing early morning, he had to make his physique stronger than any normal human could dream of, he wanted to become a real life superman and lastly, he had to try out a theory on how to grow his xymic energy ASAP.
Oh and by the way, his creations are permanent.