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

"I knew my sister," Liz said, her voice barely above a whisper, thick with raw emotion.

"She was strong. Unbelievably strong. She could never—never—get hurt by something as trivial as an accident. Let alone die from it. And your father… he was no ordinary man either."

Her eyes glistened as she stared at a distant point, lost in the memories.

"They were careful, always. Always watching, always ready. There's no way they could've been caught off guard like that."

She swallowed hard, as if forcing down a lump in her throat, before continuing, "So I looked. Hard."

Her fingers trembled as she clenched her hands into fists on her lap. "I turned over every stone, asked every contact, searched through every damn file I could get my hands on. But all I found was…"

She exhaled a shuddering breath. "A note. Just a simple message, left behind as if she knew this day would come."

CHAPTER 88