Hanigog_Ronie

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.
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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

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

The atmosphere in the grand office shifted as Mr. Chen turned his attention fully to the uninvited guest. 

His eyes, sharp as blades, narrowed in annoyance as he folded his hands atop the mahogany desk. The glint of irritation was unmistakable.

"Would you die if you knock?" he asked dryly, his voice cutting through the silence like a knife.

The man who had entered unannounced, now known as Gabi, only chuckled.

There was an effortless audacity in the way he carried himself, lounging back in the chair he had commandeered, his legs crossed and propped carelessly on the edge of the pristine desk.

He didn't respond to the rhetorical question, choosing instead to turn his attention to the other occupant in the room: Ms. Lin.

She was a striking young woman, her petite frame draped in an elegant silk dress that shimmered in the soft lighting.

Her sharp glare at Gabi's intrusion was meant to convey indignation, but Gabi found it only added to his amusement.

CHAPTER 77