4) List

After the shower I hopped into my fuzzy bathrobe and logged into my computer. I opened the group call chat and saw who is on.

Pineappletrain and PcMaster2000 were both on so I hopped on call with them and sent a message to the other 3 to get on when they could.

"Yo losers guess who just got super powers today."

"Your mom after I banged her last night." said PcMaster2000. "Oh shit looks like you got this guy going hard on the trash talk right away. How you doin' RicktheCamera, what this super powers thing about?" Pineappletrain was never much for trash talk.

"Did you guys hear that glass breaking sound earlier?" ""yeah, why?""

"That was due to me. No cap I thought I was going crazy today. I was seeing a weird message to dig in my backyard all day so I figured I was crazy or something magic was happening so I went to test if the crazy was real or not and I found this chest holding a potion. I drank it and now I've got these crazy powers. I can make knowledge and objects from literally nothing, and I've got this glitched out inventory that makes 99 items stacked like in a game when you use cheats. It's insane!"

"Dude are you alright? Like this sounds like some mental asylum kind of delusions, did you take drugs?" Pineapple asked with the concern audible in her voice.

"I am with Iggy on this, come on Joey if this is some kind of pull for attention this is dumb."

"nah guys I am sane, I wouldn't believe it myself if it didn't happen before my eyes constantly. Anyways, come see me tomorrow and I promise It will be worth your while."

"Duke you should go first, make sure that he is ok. I don't wanna get killed by some crackhead pretending to be Joey with superpowers." "Hey! Are you saying your pineapple train head is more valuable than mine?"

"Those are your words, not mine." Iggy isn't much for trash talk but she had no problem playing both of us like fiddles, it must be a girl power that is innate to them.

"Enough of this magic shit, text me when you are on the way Duke. In the meantime let's grind for gold until the rest of the party can join up, then we can tackle the quest."

Eventually the others logged on and we got to questing, my powers were brought up again and it was settled that Duke(PcMaster2000), Guss(NotyourMom) and Billy(BobtheBoss) would ditch school tomorrow and come see me. If they decided that I wasn't insane or a serial killer they would give the ok to have the girls come over after school.

We finished the quest after a couple of hours and then we all quit for the night and got ready for bed.

In the bathroom my reflection was still wierding me out, I haven't gotten used to this new muscular body yet. After brushing my teeth I got an idea. Maybe the reason I don't have stats is because I didn't use the System Access scroll.

I opened the inventory and took out a single scroll, used it and then opened my system. This time it displayed my stats fully alongside what my original skills looked like.

Name: Joey Elost Age: 17

HP: 20 Mana: N/A

Strength: 2 Dexterity: 1

Stamina: 1 Constitution: 2

Intelligence: 1 Willpower: 1

Hope Skills:

1 - Item Maxing (P)

2 - Endless Storage (A)

Store Item, View Inventory, Search Inventory, Extract Item.

3 - Create Item (A)

4 - Create Knowledge (A)

Other Skills:

Speed Reading (P)

System Access (P)

"Awesome! So now I just need to figure out what I am supposed to do with this power, but that can wait until the morning." I hit the light on my lamp and went to sleep in darkness.

Waking up the next day I did the usual morning hygiene routine and got dressed. It turned out that despite my first thoughts, what happened yesterday wasn't a dream.

I headed down to the kitchen for breakfast and my sister was at the table eating. She has always been a morning person so she was dressed for school in a well put together outfit.

She had on a pair of jeans, pink socks with cats on them, a fuzzy sweater and a ripped up black denim jacket. In front of her was a bowl of cereal and a plate of scrambled eggs.

"Hey Joey. You still wake up with super powers?"

"Yeah my system is still here, I used the scroll you did too so mine looks like yours now."

"Glad to know we aren't insane, here is the list of things I want you to make. I divided it into skills and items." She handed me a piece of paper which she divided in two with a line down the middle.

"Alright I can do that, also I am skipping school for the next few days." I started walking around the kitchen to make myself breakfast.

"Ok go for it, I'll drive myself." she didn't bat an eye and just continued her breakfast.

I paused and looked at her. "You aren't going to try and convince me otherwise?"

"Dude you just got godly super powers and your grades are good enough, I think skipping school wouldn't be a problem for you. Even if you did, you can always make a deal with the principal and have yourself graduate even if you were failing. You can basically do anything at this point, you will need to be wary of getting yourself killed but other than that you can do what you want."

"That's true, i'm glad that you're Ok with that. The last thing I need is you ratting me out telling the teachers that I am just ditching class."

"Oh come on, like I am going to actively try and screw with someone that can make my life horrible with some super-powered nonsense. It's only fun to mess with you when the retribution isn't going to be catastrophic to myself. Last thing I need is you making some potions to turn me into a caterpillar to live my life in a glass box or something."

I chuckled at the thought. "It wouldn't be permanent caterpillarization, maybe just a day or two-"

I had to duck quickly as Lyra threw her spoon at me. "Get me another one, I'm not done with my cereal."

"Yes caterpillar queen." I chucked to myself as she glared at me.

I sat down at the table with my own bowl of cereal and an extra spoon for her. I slid it over the table and took a look at her list.

In the object list there was:

Suit of Armor, lightweight greatsword, Pocket Armor, Pocket Car, Pocket Bike, Pocket Comfy Chair, Weight Reduction Purse, Hermes Barenia Kelly, Cartier Geometry Contrast Ring…

There were several other high end designer clothing, bags and accessories on the list, there was even a pen. "Why do you want a pen?"

"Because it is plated, Cartier and expensive. What? You can literally make anything, why wouldn't I take advantage of that? Instead of spending money I can just have you make these things for me."

"I'm going to have to send you to school with armed guards. Why do you want to be wearing hundreds of thousands of dollars just to go to school?"

"So I can flex on the people who don't have it, duh why else would I do that? I literally have a brother that is halfway to being a god, why should I dress as a normal person?"

"You really are crazy, you know that? And the pocket items, what's your excuse for those?"

"Well what about having a car? Bam pocket car. What if I need a bike? Pocket bike. What if someone is attacking me? Bam pocket armor."

With an amused expression I asked about the chair. "Isn't that one obvious? It's a comfy chair, why wouldn't I want to take one with me. Having it in pocket size just makes it more portable."

"Its going to be pointless to argue with you so here we go, this is my proposal. I will make you one purse, one watch and one ring. The two pieces of jewelry can be changed if you want but you only get two."

"Done! Thanks bro!" She gave me a big grin with bits of paper from the eggs stuck to her teeth.

She pulled out her phone to start looking to pick which ones she wanted me to make, meanwhile I started to look at her skill section of the list.

Stat increasing skills, control helping skills, control assist, sensitivity boost, better senses, vibrating ability, shocking ability, reading speed up, memorizing speed up, contract magic, honesty sensing.

"I am surprised that you didn't ask for more crazy skills."

She looked up from her phone. "I don't plan on fighting anyone and magic would be too much right now so I wanted just a few skills to help me be better than the average person."

"Alright, have you decided what items you want me to make?"

"Will you make me a car?"

What? No! I said that I would give you three things, stop trying to get more out of me or you won't get anything."

"Fine. Yes I picked them." She turned her phone towards me. "These are the three I want."

In two of the tabs there was Cartier jewelry and the other one was a Hermes bag. "Really? Did you really just choose to pick the most expensive ones you could?"

She looked at me sheepishly. "Maybe..?"

"Fine. but don't blame me if you get mugged. That is over a million dollars between the three objects, you realize this right?"

"I know right! My friends are going to be so jealous!"

"You're crazy, you know that?" "yup!"

We were finished eating at this point so she took the two bowls and plate from the table and put them in the sink. I looked at the pictures to get a better sense of the items she wanted.

"Create Item: High Jewelry Necklace"

A white gold diamond studded necklace appeared on the table in front of me, dangling from the ends were two large oval cut rubies. On the website where she got the image the necklace ranged from 350k-450K. I made the stones all a bit larger than the image showed so it probably was worth more.

"The necklace is done. What do you think?"

"Is amazing!" Lyra's eyes had gone so wide she resembled a cat that had had too much catnip. I took a few seconds to laugh at her cracked out expression and turned back to her phone.

The second item of jewelry was a bangle that was made with white gold, diamond and sapphire but it didn't match the necklace. "Did you want me to change the bracelet to ruby as well? Sapphire doesn't match very well."

"You can do that?!" she looked completely shocked at that, her mouth was open wide enough to catch flies.

"You weren't shocked by my making things from nothing but my ability to change one precious stone to another is what shocks you? You sure have your priorities."

"Yeah I guess that does make sense for you to be able to do that." she scratched the side of her face with an awkward look on her face.