I would wake up well rested. Honestly it was the best sleep I ever had. Upon waking up I realized that I was starting to really miss my friends and family. I missed class of all things. I missed Anisia. I was just starting to get close to her, and I think she liked me as much as I liked her. Damn. Damn damn damn. Deep breaths. . . I took some time to feel things out and properly lament the loss of my old life. For all intents and purposes, I had died. My mom had just lost her son. To an entire world, Emil Schmidt was dead. I took a bit of time to imagine my funeral. The thought quickly fizzled out when it occured to me that for all intents and purposes they were all dead to me as well. I had permanently lost everyone I ever knew. It felt strange because of the nature of the separation, and the sheer vastness of what was going on in my thoughts and emotions really helped me keep everything in a rwmarkably balanced perspective. Yet still, a loss is a loss. I took a moment of silence to feel grateful for each and every person I had ever met and could remember. It was a pretty sober time.
I don't know how long I sat there in my thoughts. I didn't even know if it was day or night. My basic cultural knowledge let me know how time was measured, and it was oddly similar to earth time. The standard day was longer, and that threw everything off, but the basic structure was was the same. Just take all our standard time measurements and increase them by a factor of 1.23341143001. Other than that, months all had exactly thirty days. Everything else was the same. No leap years though, and no daylight savings time. But yeah, remarkably similar.
After my little emo party I started considering things I could do with magic but were far too inconvenient. One thing that came to mind is the ability to create pocket dimensions for storage. It was a familiar idea, and I could totally go for it, but I did not want to. I knew I would regret taking advantage of this while I could, so I made some minor adjustments before erasing the knowledge of the english language from my mind.
[Grant me the perfect ability to easily and intuitively create from nothing anything that I have sensed such that I would not be able to use this ability to invent new types of substances or items that I have not previously encountered but that I could limitlesly replicate anything I have encountered with my senses.] To make it look like magic, I also gave myself an appropriately inverse ability. [Grant me the ability to erase from existence anything within my radius of perception.] And with that I decided that I was powerful enough.
I definitely did not want to be any more deadly than I already was. But I did want to be more mobile yet not toooo mobile. I could of course use teleportation magic, but some areas would be shielded against teleportation with the right warding technology. I wanted something that could not be obstructed but also would not be too crazy.
[Give me the ability to easily and instantly teleport myself to any geographical location which has at some time entered my radius of perception.] This would let me return here whenever I wish. This room was actually a good example of a place protected from magical teleportation. Without my cheat, I could have never entered this place.
Everything else I would do with magic or other typical means, and if it could not be done even with all my abilities, then it clearly did not need to be done. Ah, but I did make one minor tweak. . . I am not ashamed of it, but it perhaps reaveals that I am growing rather addicted to Emil leaves.
[Let it be that the Emil leaves I create with my Emil leaf creation ability are always perfectly delicious to my taste buds and that I never get addicted to the flavour.] Just to be safe I added. [I am to be cured of any current addictions and made immune to addiction.] I could see tendencies within myself that were better to stop now while I could. Someone with my level of power could become very dangerous with an addiction to anything. It was a scary and sobering realization to find out in that very moment I had been slowly growing addicted to my own power.
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"Ok, I have had enough. Time to start a new life on Yuenao!" There were several names for the planet, but the ancient Halagan name for it was Yuenao. I decided that would be what I would call it. More than that, I decided to set the ancient Halagan language as my original native tongue. It fit that there were no living persons with a full knowledge of the language. Only a very small group of historic scholars even knew a few words and gramatical rules. There was very little writing that survived from that time over thirteen thousand years ago. Amazingly, this bed survived. Now that is some serious quality. I would certainly be duplicating this bed whenever I needed one.
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There was a lot of thought put into this. I would replace all my knowledge and memory of the English language with the ancient Halagan language and remember that as English instead. I would also remove my memories of my initial entrance into this world. I was the only one who remembered it at this point, and it would be for the best if nobody remembered. I could get a fresh start. Everything would be great.
To explain my new abilities and knowledge of the world, I invented a story that my initial arrival was actually in this very room and that upon appearing here I touched a fancy looking crystal that gave me all my new knowledge and abilities and then forced me into a sleep. I wouldn't even need to create a crystal as I would just assume it miraculously vanished when I woke up. That would do it. But first, I would try one last thing.
[Give me the ability to return to Earth.] There was almost no drain of energy at all, which let me know the response I got took almost no processing. [Denied. Priviledges are insufficient.] At least I tried. I pretty much expected this, but I had to be absolutely sure.
It's time to live a new life.
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I awoke to see the crystal gone. I was in shock at all the knowledge that now filled my mind. It was amazing that a single brain could even hold this much information. The crystal must have enhanced my mind in addition to giving me godlike powers. It didn't make sense that any of this was even possible. I could only think that the same force responsible for bringing me here created that crystal. None of the inhabitants of this world would have been able to make such a thing. Or at least that is what my new knowledge would have me believe.
I took a moment to let this all sink in. I was odlly calm and accepting of reality in this moment. This crystal had changed me in more ways than were readily apparent. Even my body looked different. I still looked like myself, but I was turned into an idealized version at the pinnacle of health.
I had an urge to leave this place, but first I wanted to test something. I made a leaf. It was absolutely beautiful. It was even more delicious than it was beautiful. It epwas trully perfect. I cried tears of joy. I also spend an unknown amount of time just rolling in leaves and eating. It was the most fun I had ever had in my life. Eventually I did stop, eventually. It was a perfect moment, and suddenly I felt like everything would be ok. This would be a great experience. I was ready to face the world.
I dug upward through the ceiling for a short distance before my perception covered the surface. Luckily I was only about a kilometer deep and did not have to dig very far upward. I took a deep breath and teleported in the middle of the town square. I could immediately tell something was wrong. A woman screamed. I looked down. I was naked. "Shit!"
Apparently my teleportation only applied to myself. This was a big oversight. I immediately created clothes for myself identical to the clothes I was previously wearing. It was too late. I already made a bad first impression. I teleported back to the room underground and made sure to erase my clothes so that I wasn't leaving stuff every time I teleported. I threw myself onto the bed and groaned. That was not what I had planned.