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

Watts exhaled softly. "You know, Nova, I really don't know what I'm doing anymore."

His words were barely above a whisper, yet they carried a weight that even he wasn't sure how to unpack.

"It feels like life is moving too fast, like I can't keep up. One moment, I was just some normal guy, doing normal things with normal people... and now?"

He chuckled dryly. "Now, I'm wanted by gods."

He let the statement hang in the air, shaking his head at the absurdity of it all. He was talking to a bird. Maybe he was losing his mind.

Nova, however, seemed to have other thoughts on the matter.

With a sharp chirp, she suddenly jabbed her small beak downward.

Even though his body was impervious to most physical damage, the sheer surprise of the attack had him doubling over, clutching himself in exaggerated agony.

CHAPTER 92