I am not sure what my boundaries are, but I seem capable of creating almost anything at this point. I've pretty much surrounded myself with various items. Electronics and engines don't seem to work, as well as any other item I don't know the specifics of, so I have concluded it to be my realm of understanding to be too narrow to create it.

I'd always wondered what I would do if I could create anything spontaneously. Often it was mundane and stupid things. "Money, essentials, expensive items." Now, I fear that it is all useless to me.

What would be useful, on the other hand is some company. At this point I feel like going mad. I can only make so many things before being bored!

Now it hits me.

A fun, potentially dangerous idea.

But entertaining at least, I won't die from it.

Now the question is, can I make things like planets? Maybe an asteroid first, let's not go too crazy.

So I set about my task and focus. And there it is. A ma.s.sive lump of rock and s.p.a.ce dust floating right in front of me. I tried to push it with my ghostly hands, see it fly.

It moved, but not when I touched it. Before I could even raise my hands it flew of, making it quite the sight to see.

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I created another one. And another. Possibly another 30-something more.

Now I had an entire swarm of s.p.a.ce rocks circling around me.

It was all grey on an eternal black, but it was still magnificent. I changed the colours of the rocks to all I could think of.

Wild streams of violet flew past. Vivid reds glittering with golden lights. Vortices of light left in their wake. The blue seas of rocks moving slowly behind, like the ocean under a morning sun. The rus.h.i.+ng greens came and made the whole scene brighter, a painting come to life that no human eye will behold. For now I am most certain of my inhumanity.

I feel this won't be too terrible. If only somebody were here to enjoy it with me.