I've decided to enter an Academy instead of a free public high school the orphanage has set me on the course of.
Not just any kind of Academy either, mind you, I will enter the World's Number One Academy!
After much thinking and deliberations, I've determined that the best place to hide is in plain sight. Plus, entering the academy would allow me to have my own private dorm away from the many frying eyes of the six thousand kids, the six hundred matrons, and the six old nonce, I mean, priests.
Also, maybe I could learn more about my ability there. I'm escaping its dreadful truth to my psychology for now but I just know at some point my curiosity would beat my timidity and I would start needing the answer to the question of my very nature...
Thus reading the details of the book, which is more of a pamphlet than a book, I've requested from and composed by Ms. Reality, the act of which I thought to be quite similar to giving a prompt to a chatbot, except this 'chatbot' is more 'direct' and undoubtedly omniscient as all exist in Reality otherwise it does not.
The pamphlet contains only three pages, just as my lazy-ass requested, containing only the most essential of details that will allow me to pass the Academy's entrance exam. I could have directly put all the information in my head, but I've already set up the perfect mood for reading thus I read.
Time passed and it's been ten minutes, I've already read through all three topics of the pamphlet as each of which only contains less than five sentences just what lazy ass wanted.
The three topics were…
The details of the academy itself. The world's number one academy -- Freedom Academy.
Freedom Academy had garnered quite a reputation not only on Earth, not the Galaxy, but the whole damn Universe.
Well, considering it bore the most powerful of Hunters, Heroes, Villains, Rulers, and even Cosmic Beings in the Universe's history, it sure as hell is something. And unlike all other academies on Earth that care a little too much about boring politics and the ideology they part to their students...
In Freedom Academy, Power is Everything.
Well, Power is Freedom...
It's a very fitting name I suppose.
The second topic contains all the technicalities. It entails how I could enlist my participation in the entrance exam and its date which is unexpectedly just three days from now on June 1st of the Year 3014, and how I could pass it without a hiccup and get into a decent class that would allow me a private dorm room and no pesky unnecessarily endless homework, and even how I could pay for the participation fee.
And sufficiently enough, it contains only two words in answer to all of that: Think It.
Like goddamn, I think Ms. Reality got too lazy to write all that. Well, I was too lazy to read that many words either... Mn, Ms. Reality sure is quite good at fulfilling my wishes. Kudos, I suppose.
Anyways, trusting Reality that it would be safe to do my 'charm' on that scale, I made it so that all the technicalities were fulfilled as I also subsequently added all the info directly in my head of how that went...
Mn, it worked as expected.
My name was now on their server no matter how unhackable and untamperable it may be, I'll now pass and get the result that I hoped for which was that I would not even a single effing homework no matter what and have complete freedom over myself, the large sum that is the entrance exam participation fee was also paid for and even did so without hurting the economy at that...
Huh, so I could now make money without thinking about its consequences no matter how illogical it may be...
I'm rich~!
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Though I guess I don't really need money.
If I could get whatever I want now, why do so in such an indirect means?
Still, something about the prospect of having a ton of something I completely lack before excites me somehow...
Moving on, the last and most important topic contains the details on how should I proceed with the 'development of my power' from now on to successfully hide the fact that I'm not using any kind of known source of power, and in consequence, make myself attractive to all the countless power-hungry cosmic assholes…
It basically suggests that I should make it so that whenever I use my ability, it would appear 'normal' to the perception of everyone, even if it's the most illogical thing they could and ever will perceive. Clever enough I suppose, and considering that Ms. Reality herself suggested it, must mean I could do it as well... Mn, it do be shivering my timber when I thought of its implication tho' — Reality itself has essentially implied that I really can manipulate the perception of all Cosmic Entities...
And so I did.
I took another mouthful of the sweet and savory butter biscuit to calm my thoughts the fuck down as it flew onto my tongue from its can, and right after sipping the last of my chocolate milk which stayed at the perfect temperature for the whole time I was sipping it just as I willed, I made the cup and biscuit container disappear into nothingness and I turned the reclined chair back into a sofa as I laid down slouching face first.
Then just before I run out of breath, I erased and repainted myself in reality such that I'm now sitting on the sofa...
"..."
W h a t ! ?
Did I just do that? Damn, look what laziness and too much comfort do to you, numbs the ability of the mind to think about the consequences of such action...
I suppose it's a good thing that I could just ask Ms. Reality if I was the same person as I was before I did that. Otherwise, I'd probably get a major identity crisis, like, am I even made up of the same stuff as before?
Now I just know that I could just repaint myself in reality even if I'm erased. Mn, let's not dwell too much on how that actually works, shall we? So moving on...
I crossed my legs, leaned my elbow on the armchair to my right, carried my right cheek with my right palm, and finally, used my left hand's index finger to tap on the empty sofa seat as it once again turned into a recliner chair...
But instead of reclining again, I created an impenetrable barrier around the tower and started floating off from the ground along with the recliner which had now become 'non-existent' as I had made it disappear halfway through while I was still in the same relaxed position, not at all minding the complete lack of external tangible stimulus on my skin for the first time in probably my whole life as I float up in the middle of the room. And yes, I'm now completely buck-naked, because why not?
With the temperature I've made the room to be, it shivers every timber in my body. So taking my right hand off my face and extending it out, I *flick!* my fingers — The room turned into the endless blue sky, and there was even a yellow star above that I made to give me warmth.
And that's how I added ten billion miles of distance of Space-Time fabric and recreated the entire pre-Evocalyptic Solar System with some margin of Space in what was supposed to be a slide tower made for small kids.
Nope, that isn't exaggerated nor a figure of statement unlike in those novels hell-bent on grandioseness and over-exaggeration, I just quite literally created an entire fucking Star System. Quite randomly so at that just because I feel a bit cold and the scorching of the summer sun was what came to my mind.
Huh, so letting my intrusive thoughts go brrrr on reality has its uses huh…
Truly one the most effective ways to test limits — To let imagination run wild!
And damn! Ten billion miles is larger of a place than all those novels can describe with their casual exaggerated description of thousands of trillions of billions of distance and the infinite Universes and realities in each inch of it. I mean, just the 12 by 12 ft carpet ten miles below me looks like a dot from a ballpoint from this distance, its rectangular shape even looks like circular from this distance, like a grain of sugar.
Thinking about it again, I can't even walk more than two miles without being a little out of breath and my balls dripping in sweat, much less a thousand and I'm talking light years here.
Anyways…
With a *flick* of my dick, I mean, fingers, I made it so that the flow of Time between what may as well be my own private world that is here and the outside world differs as such that an hour here is a minute there, the difference of which is represented by two massive clocks that hang above the sky sandwiching the sun.
Seeing that I was as much as successful in manipulating Time as I was with manipulating Space, I teleported to the beautiful white beach I made below at the same instant I teleported.
With my ass on a swing hanging between two palm trees among the many scenic arrayed palm tree, I started swinging myself while taking in the view of the magnificent endless horizon of the blue seas and with the fifth and strongest swing, I started flying off like I was lunch from a giant slingshot. While mid-air, I sip on coconut juice from the coconut itself.
Just before I landed on the clear blue sea, I made a grand pirate ship with a skull flag and an overall dark ominous exterior, I landed standing on the deck and turned the coconut I was holding into a divine sword of light as I swung it around to fend off the vicious attack from the Demonic Kraken which the blood crimson tentacles of glowed with crimson demonic lights that fouled and turned the sea into a crimson darkness.
"Perish, hentai prop!" I exclaimed while cackling like a child playing with his toys as I jumped off the deck, sword first as I banished the Kraken to eternal slumber with a piercing attack of the divine sword into its eye, feeling the adrenaline coursing through my body as I pushed my sword down below and pushing it with all the strength I could muster...
And when I say 'with all the strength I could muster', I mean with all the strength I could grant myself in that instant as although it was only for that instant, it's enough of a strength to force a certain hairless monkey from a vegetable named planet and a caped egg gag-character to suck each others dick off while controlling both of them with a single pinky toe...
*SWOOOOOOSH* *OOOOOOMMMMPHH*
The Kraken turned into a burst of iridescent light which then soon devoured the entirety of my vision, no longer existing as it was deleted from existence along with the Star System that I had created.
Then followed by deafening silence.
I found myself standing at what seemed like an empty white Nothingness.
Well, shit, that escalated quickly.
It was then that I remembered to put on cloths.