How to get OP in 3 easy steps.

I was currently in my room, working on my latest project—and it was *exciting*. It wasn't to prevent some catastrophe or ensure the survival of an entire planet. No, this was far more upbeat than that. What I was currently looking at could finally help me achieve what every sane person in my previous life wanted, what I dreamed of while trying to avoid the reality of self-sabotage and the oh-so-overwhelming exhaustion I had back then. 

But that was past me. Current me was buzzing with energy as I looked at the simulation and found that, yes, it was a success. Yes, I currently had a way to create a sun. 

I just needed a few things to create my most beautiful masterpiece yet. I needed a lot of hydrogen—deuterium and tritium—a powerful energy source to achieve ionization and fuse the two isotopes, a sturdy material to withstand the high temperatures, an inner plating that was highly reflective to help contain the plasma and regulate the heat, and, finally, a strong magnetic field to contain the reaction and maintain the pressure—mimicking the gravity of a star. 

I already had my power source ready in the form of a miniature reactor I had built for the occasion. It had a uranium core, which I tweaked so the muons could interact with the neutrons in the chain reaction, giving my reactor that extra *oomph*. It could provide more than enough energy to heat the hydrogen to the required 100 million degrees Celsius to achieve fusion. 

I made my own magnets for containment—an inner layer of electromagnets made of a superconductor (the temperature regulation for this project was a *bitch*) and a restrictive magnet for the outer layer. 

I had all my cooking utensils. I was just missing the main ingredient. But if Uncle Jor-El pulled through like he said he would by the end of the week, I'd be flying around Krypton, Superman-style—or, in my case, Supergirl-style. 

I had a suit and everything, of course. The suit was a modified version of the power armor the military uses, but with a more advanced operating system, a more efficient power distribution system, flight capabilities courtesy of the Jor-El anti-grav engine (but a smaller, better one), advanced shock and recoil dampeners, and better armor plating—light and strong. This bad boy, worn by a normal person, could make Superman put in some effort… I think. 

After I was done admiring my awesome inventions, I went to my bed and sat cross-legged. I closed my eyes, focusing my mind while simultaneously relaxing it. I opened my eyes, and the objects around me began to levitate, orbiting around me. After that, they started to package themselves neatly, as if guided by an invisible hand. 

I then practiced building my Lego city with my telekinesis to improve precision and speed. I had designed and built the Legos myself, each piece less than a centimeter wide. The next two hours were spent practicing the rest of my Torquasm Vo on my very willing family by astral projecting to their rooms and creating illusions as pranks. 

I finished with a kata in Torquasm Rao and a stretch. I didn't know why I wasn't as excited about my psychic powers as I was about the upcoming yellow sun experiment, but I guess being Supergirl *is* that exciting. 

Life was looking good for me. I had superpowers, I was working on getting more superpowers, and I was no longer worried about a giant explosion killing us all—the plans were moving along nicely. All that was left was for me to patch up the core with a gravity generator and a small number of bizarre, matter-manipulating crystals, and we'd be all set. 

Now, if only I could find the Magi I've been looking for. At least I found some ruins. I just had to figure out how to get there myself. I've been trying to decipher the drawings and text from the ruins, and it turns out I have to bathe myself in weird energy to get myself some magic.