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I Somehow Became The Almighty Creator, l can create anything: Be Ware

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A/N: I have made a little clarification about the change in his abilities so for those who might want to know more, please re-read chapter 47. ........................................................ Watts is just your average 21-year-old, hustling to make a living in a world that seems to grow harsher by the day. By daylight, he works in the bustling chaos of the airport, hefting heavy luggage for passengers who barely notice him. By night, he trades punches as a kickboxer, channeling his frustrations into the ring. Life isn’t easy, but it’s his, and he’s making it work. Until the day everything changes. Watts wakes up one morning lying in a pool of his own blood on the cold floor of the airport’s luggage room, his mind blank about what happened. Was it an accident? An attack? He has no answers—just a splitting headache and a world turned upside down. Because when he comes to, Watts discovers something unbelievable: he can create anything. Anything. Money, cars, weapons of unimaginable destruction. Galaxies, black holes, entire realities. All at the tips of his fingers. The possibilities are limitless, but so are the dangers. As Watts begins to explore the boundaries of his newfound power, he stumbles upon secrets buried deep within the world—secrets no one was meant to uncover. Now, with his life spiraling into the unknown, Watts is faced with a choice: use his powers to better the world or risk losing himself entirely. But the deeper he delves into his abilities, the more he realizes the price of wielding such power might be more than he’s willing to pay. Dive into Watts' Creation and follow his journey as he unravels the mysteries of his new reality, challenges forces beyond comprehension, and wrestles with the ultimate question: what would you do if you could create… everything
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My Soul. Occupied Body - Please, the Other Me...!

What to expect when reading this chronicle/story: A random System that is minimal in pretty much everything. And when I say random, I mean random! Two souls, sharing similarities but coming from different starting points, somehow staying in one body. Yuri? Yes to Yuri. Futa? Tasteful, but may come around. Fantasy or Sci-fi? I honestly don't know. I am only a Slime penning down vision from another world while immersing in a coffee hot tub. Polygamy, because why the hell not? How many girls? I don't know. I'm not an author in the traditional sense. P.S: Naval Warfare combined with Mecha Combat because RNGesus exists. Congrats to those who hope for this particular combination. P.S.S: How the Hell would a Slime combine both genres into one?! I don't have a brain! Before the synopsis below, here are some useful links as a shameless self-advertisement. https://www.patreon.com/c/Heartbreak117 (There are regular discounts to be had up here. Early Access Chapters and even possible Cameo appearances, too, if you read the fine print.) https://www.webnovel.com/book/reich-marshal-of-the-belkan-reich_23809095505377305 https://www.webnovel.com/book/in-the-grimdark-sector-with-a-system_31596105108346205 _______________________________Sypnosis________________________________ Having come to terms with my mortality, I suddenly find myself wandering in front of a Bar in an ever-changing void. No familiar sighs to be found. No landmark worth a damn can be used to triangulate my position. It is an overall confusing and mind-numbing experience. I react like any normal person who is already dead would and push open the double door, causing a windchime to peal tastefully as I nearly run inside. A blink of an eye later, I find my gaze locked to an extraordinarily beautiful lady, who is cleaning a glass behind the bar counter. The Bartender, with her eyes strangely closed, still manages to fix me with a meaningful glance that prompts me out of my stupor. The moment I meekly plop myself on the stool, the Bartender greets me in an enchanting voice. "Few that do reach my Bar tend to do so with invitations. Rarer still are those that come across here out of sheer chance. You, my dear guest, belong to the latter category." "My name is Viola, the owner and Bartender of the Random Omniversal Bar. To commemorate our first meeting, allow me to mix you a Piano Woman. It's only fitting that a girl who looks as sweet as you deserves a matching drink." "After your soul has quenched its thirst and calmed its emotion, however, may I interest you in a deal? Don't worry, it's not anything that you will find distasteful..." "Huhm... You may see it as me handing out a Beginner's Quest to an interesting individual. After all, for you to get here by pure chance is something to take note of, by me, of course." "So, what say you, my dear?" -------------------------------------------------------------------------- I should have read the fine print. It's indeed a bonus that I got a mysterious System that, while being minimal in presentation, actually comes with all sorts of features that my previous tumultuous life would kill to have. But never in my long, former lifetime would I expect to one day occupy a body that is already, well, occupied. To say it's an interesting experience would be a major understatement. I am at a loss for words; however, when the other occupant of our now shared physical flesh willingly cedes the reins of her body to me, of all people. It spares us the cliche of two souls fighting for control, but the other me does so out of PTSD! My poor other me got so traumatized by events before my arrival that I have no choice but to take charge of the situation. Screw me and my bleeding heart, I can't let my other me waste away in a corner of our shared mental space. "Please, the other me..." "I know. I know. I won't hurt them... much. Whether they live or not is up to fate, however..." "No one can hurt us with impunity."
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