Anon had lost his apartment. He had medical bills to pay. He was in debt. But he saw all of these things as small issues. Now that he had real supernatural power. He could easily make money.

But first he had to familiarize himself with his powers.

Anon decided to explore his axiom state. He had no cash on him. His computer was destroyed and he didn't even have his phone anymore.

When he rented that warehouse he had maxed out his credit cards. He only had enough resources to construct a single module for his phone. Now that phone was destroyed in the fight between him and that weird entity.

"I still have my health..."

Anon walked for hours and eventually reached an un-busy area. He continued to walk alongside the highway and went into the woods where he was sure no one could see him.

His skin started to become pale. His eyes were glowing white. His hair transformed from black to white. But more interestingly. His clothes which had been shredded were good as new.

"It seems like an inventory. I wonder...."

Anon took off his clothes and was naked. He then transformed back into his base form. He was wearing his dirty clothes! He then transformed back into his axiom state.

He was naked!

More importantly. The clothes he had sat on the ground didn't vanish. So he couldn't generate endless clothes from his transformation. But it seems that it functions like a different person. Whatever he is wearing won't affect his normal state.

This gave him a few interesting ideas.

If he wore a mask for example. He could hide his identity from the masses and do whatever he wanted in his axiom state. Or he could become a sort of hero.

He also noticed that the fake artifact was going in further harmony with his soul.

He put back on his clothes and entered his base state.

He wanted to do more test. But he felt tired from the transformation and noticed some the spiritual energy had been consumed. But he theorized it was due to his lack of skill.

If he could master this form. Perhaps, he would be able to maintain it for longer and with a lesser cost.

"I could rob a bank secretly..." Anon dismissed this thought. He didn't care for mortal laws. But he couldn't maintain that form for long. If they connected it to him. He would be in some deep shit.

But then he thought about it.

Prison might not be so bad! But who knew what secrets the government had. What if they had some sort of material that could restrict him? He wouldn't risk it.

Anon slowly walked along the highway back into town.

"I need money. If I am to develop a iconic mask and outfit. I will need to invest."

Anon though about buying a cheap toy mask. But that would make him look a bit ridiculous and he probably wouldn't be taken as seriously. He needed something that could take a punch. He needed something that could hide his face.

Although his axiom state was like a ghost. He could even turn invisible. His face looked pretty much the same besides his eyes and hair.

Anon could feel that in his axiom state. It was like he lacked a body. This was why he could fly, phase through matter, and even become invisible.

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He felt there were more abilities that he hadn't learned yet. He would need to master this state.

As he walked back. He picked up a rock and tried to transform his hand only. His hand turned pale for a second. But then it returned back to his normal state. He felt a headache. It was too complex an operation.

When he transformed. It felt as if he was dying. It was like getting plunged underneath the artic. It was like a switch flipping in his mind. Applying for a single spot to transform versus his whole body was an entirely different level of control.

Anon also needed to test his timelessness. He knew it was working. But he wanted to understand how it had changed him. Unfortunately, he was completely broke.

A few days passed as Anon wondered around his town. He had a cardboard sign asking for money. Someone saw him and asked him what happened. It was a coworker from his last job.

"I lost my job and my apartment was demolished."

His previous coworker gave him a quarter and told him 'good luck!'. Anon was speechless. He looked in his jar and he had only made $10 today!

"It is not easy being poor..."

Yesterday. Someone had offered to buy him a meal. Anon agreed and went to the restaurant with them. But when he ate the food. It tasted absolutely horrible! It was like his digestive system was rejecting anything he ate at all. It was then that Anon truly realized why he hadn't felt hunger.

He threw it all up later.

He didn't need food! He didn't even need water! It was like he was a perpetual motion machine. He wondered if he even needed to breathe. But as he held his breathe. He found that that familiar uncomfortable feeling come. So he knew he still had a normal respiratory system.

But when he tried in his axiom state. He could hold his breathe for as long as he wanted! It seemed that state lacked organs. He was learning something new about it often.

Once he realized he had essentially infinite energy and his state would remain the same. He embraced being homeless. His clothes became rags. But after 3 months of being homeless. He had collected enough money to put down a deposit on a new apartment.

He even could afford first months rent. As well as utilities, and internet! He even bought a extremely cheap laptop.

But it wasn't mere charity that allowed him to get out of his situation.

Anon had gotten an ingenious idea from his axiom state. He had figured out how to use it to make a storage space in his soul. The space was quite small. Currently it was only about one cubic meter. But this was enough space to store the money he had collected over these months.

It was a slow process. But after months he had pulled himself up by the bootstraps. But besides his storage space that relied on manipulating his axiom state. He also had to majorly thank his timelessness! A normal homeless person still needed to find a food source and water source. They would also need a place to freshen up, otherwise they wouldn't be allowed in buildings. They would also have to worry about getting robbed of any money they earned.

Anon could store his earnings in his storage space. He didn't need to eat or drink or even use the bathroom. He did look quite dirty however. He hadn't showered the entire time.

Normally, this would make things even harder for someone homeless. Because if your body odor is so bad. You can't even escape the heat and stay in a public building during the day. But Anon had no interest in escaping the heat.

He also learned something new about his timelessness. When paired with his 'Concentration'. He didn't even need to sleep! When someone sleeps is often when they are most vulnerable. But Anon didn't even need to rest. This meant it was impossible to target him in a vulnerable state.

In combination with knowing he could transform into his axiom state at any time. He felt extremely safe even without a roof over his head.

That didn't mean he didn't encounter any danger. A group of people tried to attack him. He had no idea what their motives were. But he ran into an alley. When they tried to follow him. It was a dead end. But he had seemingly vanished!

Anon was unrecognizable as his face was covered in dirt and his clothes were not in a good state.

Although his skin was covered in a layer of dirt. When he transformed. His clothes were clean as well as his skin. It was like being two different people.

The first thing Anon did upon 'moving' into his new apartment was take an extremely long shower. He spent almost an entire hour scrubbing himself.

He even transformed into his axiom state and took another shower. He threw away his old clothes, but kept the clothes from his axiom state.

He had improved the control over his axiom state these past few months.

His apartment was very empty. There was just a desk with his laptop, and a router nearby. He didn't have any other furniture. He didn't even have a bed. But why have a bed when you don't need sleep?

When he was homeless. Someone had recommended he buy a gym membership and use their facilities to shower. That way he could go into the library and look for a job.

But Anon felt that advice didn't matter too much to him. He didn't have any expenses and was always gaining a profit even when homeless. He had a luxury many others didn't.

Now that he was no longer homeless.

Anon figured it was time to make a special outfit for his axiom state. He needed a high-quality mask that could handle his activities. He also needed to design the rest of the outfit.