The day after Tuesday, that is today, is Wednesday.

And Wednesday followed pretty much the same pattern as yesterday except for the part where I brought attention and it's not our cleaning duty so I didn't get to spend some alone time with Ethea.

One of the two significant things that I was able to confirm, however, is how I really could create things out of nothing like I did to that pair of toast yesterday which I realized was how I also created yesterday's roasted chicken or the animation of my history textbook.

I then further confirmed it by creating some very soft and gentle toilet paper into thin air when I embarrassingly needed to use the school's dirty toilet, which with a thought I turned not-dirty as it transformed into something very pristine, maybe even cleaner than my ass which sat on it. All so I could take a dump.

As it was a very interesting and very useful ability, I was constantly using it all day, trying increasingly daring creations; increasingly more complex and bigger than the one before. From a few pencils to super useful stuff like a portable gaming console, it seems I was able to create anything 'I put my mind to'.

Then, for the most daring and most significant creation of mine, during lunch break, after eating, I sat alone in the middle of the unused soccer field and ...

Created a butterfly.

With the opening of my PE textbook, which I brought so I could review for the upcoming test on the different muscles of the human body, a beautiful yet ordinary-looking butterfly flew out and into the high distance.

I know, I know, you see magicians opening books and not only one but a bunch of butterflies flying out so it doesn't sound all that impressive. But no, it was not specifically the creation of the butterfly itself that was so significant, what was most significant, however, is…

The Creation of Life.

I could create life!

Well, I already could before, given a partner and a certain performance with that partner, if you know what I mean. But alone with today's scientific advancement? Not possible. Moreso, out of thought? Even more impossible, not very realistic at all…

Or at least, it was before.

But now? Reality can be whatever I want it to be.

Anyways, the second significant thing I was able to confirm is that: I could erase things from existence.

In the same fashion that I had erased the dark clouds yesterday, I managed to make all sorts of things disappear after a few tests. Like the nastiness of the toilet I used from the shitty visual to the shitty odor and even all the bacteria which I could not see but trust 'my thought' has taken care of.

I was able to erase not only physical things like ink after I spelled a word wrong but also virtual objects after a possible three annoying consecutive unskippable YouTube ads interrupted my watch of a speedrun of the game I was playing in my newly created portable gaming console during lunch.

And it also even works on a more abstract level as I erased the probability of a coin landing on either heads or tails so now it only ever lands standing which was kind of awesome I used it to play with Jon who now thinks that I either enrolled in some sort of magic trick lessons or I awakened some sort of superpower which was right on the mark but I just continue to mess him with "What do you think?" And give him a cheeky smile as a response every time.

As for other experiments? I grew bold enough to manipulate the weather to a degree where I'd make it suddenly rain heavily and just as suddenly clear the skies while I was staring out of the window in the early Math class bored out of my mind.

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Usually, the teacher, Mr. Richards, would make me 'volunteer' to answer the problems on the board whenever my attention got too far away but today he seems especially amiable to me, or rather I think he's avoiding me.

Speaking of the skies, at night before I went to bed, I cleared all the clouds and light pollution above caused by the bright city lights of the nearby city so I could stare at the magnificent space beyond with billions upon uncountable more stars and majestic cosmic constructs.

And oh yeah, I also managed to phase through walls when I was about to crap my pants arriving home from school and the locked door was in the way. Yeah, I think I might have eaten too much with that giant tender juicy tomahawk steak I've abracadabra'd onto my lunchbox.

Each success made me more confident, and more certain that there were no limits to what I could do. I mean, shit, I haven't encountered something I can't 'put my mind to' at least.

I slept that night with the same great excitement as I did yesterday night, unable to wait for tomorrow to do even more experiments, excited what the thought of being able to do incredible fantastical things.

And on the next day, on Thursday, evening specifically, since both my parents and Ein were not at home yet, I decided to push myself even further as I prepared myself to do what I had been thinking about the whole day as I stood in our backyard.

The air was cool and crisp as the sun dipped below the horizon. The sky was a brilliant mix of oranges and purples, the last light of day fading into night. I took a deep breath, feeling the stillness around me, and closed my eyes. I pictured myself lifting off the ground, hovering above the grass. Slowly, I felt my feet leave the earth, a sensation both exhilarating and terrifying.

When I opened my eyes, I was floating a few feet above the ground, the world below me looking surreal. My stomach churned at the realization that I was defying gravity, a deep-seated instinctive fear of heights threatening to take over. I swallowed hard, trying to push the fear down. I couldn't let it stop me now.

I laughed to push down the fear that had been with me my whole mortal life and willed myself higher. I rose above the tree in our backyard. The wind rushed past my face, and I felt more alive than ever.

But then a thought hit me. If any of my neighbors happened to glance out their windows, they'd see a kid hovering in mid-air like some low-budget superhero. Not exactly the kind of attention I wanted. I closed my eyes again and focused, imagining myself blending into the surroundings, becoming invisible to anyone who might be watching.

When I opened my eyes, I glanced down at my hands—or where my hands should have been. They were gone, completely invisible. I grinned, feeling a thrill of power surge through me. This was incredible.

Having successfully turned myself invisible, I flew higher, rising above the rooftops, the world shrinking below me as the ground further and further till eventually, the houses started looking like tiny toy models, each one perfectly detailed and picturesque

But as I stared at the ground below and how far it was, my stomach tightened again and I hesitated flying to further heights. The ground seemed impossibly far away, and a wave of dizziness hit me. For a moment, I wobbled in mid-air, fear clawing at my insides. I closed my eyes, taking deep breaths to calm myself.

"You can do this," I whispered. "You have absolute control over yourself... It's just like riding a bike. Just... a very, very high bike. And you also don't know how to ride a bike. Yeah, that might have been a bad metaphor, hehe... "

I laughed at my bad joke, laughing louder this time, the passing wind seemed to carry not only the sound but also my nervousness as I laughed at my own joke.

And so with the momentum, I flew even higher, without looking down this time as I neared and eventually flew past clouds, the sensation increasingly becoming beyond anything I could have imagined as I increased my speed at will.

It was pure freedom, the kind that people only dream about. Before I knew it, I tilted my body forward, and with a mere thought, I was zooming through the sky, the wind whipping through my hair and tugging at my clothes. I darted between the clouds, the moisture cool against my skin.

It was then that I gazed below, the little city lights began to twinkle as dusk gave way to night. The entire town lay spread out beneath me, a patchwork of lights and shadows. All the building looks smaller than a Lego set. I thought fear would once again grip me but unexpectedly, I couldn't help but just laugh.

What am I so afraid of? Evidently, gravity no longer has a hold on me. If it did, it wouldn't have let me go so far away. So why should I be afraid of its hands now that it could no longer pull me to my death? I should not be afraid of it...

On the contrary, it should fear me.

I'm the one killing it right now, not the other way around. Its death was the reason why I was floating all the way up here in the first place; the death of gravitational forces acting upon me. Knowing what I just did and am currently doing, I look down below once again which feels like I'm looking down at my creation as if I'm God. The sensation was exhilarating, a rush like nothing else.

With that thought, I decided to test the limits of my speed. I aimed for the horizon and willed myself forward, faster and faster, until the world below became a blur as I suddenly found myself in a mountainous region away from civilization. The speed was a rush of adrenaline that made my heart pound in my chest.

Experimenting further, I tried different maneuvers. I looped and spun, twisted and turned, each motion more daring than the last. The wind roared in my ears, but it felt like music, a symphony of my newfound power as my fear of height eventually turned to nothing but laughs and giggles as I conquered the sky as my new playground.

And after what felt like hours of soaring through the sky, the afternoon grew darker and the stars began to emerge. As it was also beginning to get too cold for me and Ein should be home soon, it was then that I decided to descend as I angled myself downward, slowing my speed as I approached the familiar rooftops of my neighborhood. I landed softly in our backyard, my feet touching the grass with barely a sound

Standing there, invisible and euphoric, I couldn’t help but laugh again. This was beyond anything I had ever imagined. I had flown—actually flown!—and it was the most incredible feeling in the world. With this experience in thought, I couldn't help but really feel that the world seemed so different now, it was now filled with endless possibilities that hadn’t existed before.

I allowed myself to become visible again, feeling a slight tingle as my body reappeared. I stood there for a moment, breathing in the cool night air, relishing the memory of my flight. The power I wielded during the flight felt boundless, and the potential for what I could do next was thrilling.

As I made my way back inside, my mind raced with ideas for new experiments. The night had shown me that there were no limits to what I could do. And if flying had felt this amazing, I could only imagine what other things awaited me.