《Step》A Little Expansion
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I had woken up dilirious. That little nap had done wonders for me.
Then I had noticed the extra space.
The room had only been as big as... a 50-50 feet plot. But then it was about a kilometer big, in estimates. I don't really have a ruler or anything physical to go by. But, yeah, that's how big it felt like. Still feels like.
The past few days had me feeling claustrophobic. I hadn't realised until now.
Now I felt like I was a bird released from a cage. Into a bigger cage.
Anyway, when I wondered about where all this extra space had come from, I eventually came to a conclusion that most of the energy I had gotten from little bit of gold had been consumed to expand this space. Why? Because according to Einstein's formula, E equals M product C square, then ten grams of mass would have around... 900,000,000,000,000,000,000 Kilo Joules. Or nine hundred billion billion joules. And that is a shitload of energy. That is why I didn't believe that my little whirlpool was all of the mana I had converted.
Oh, and there's a small hill of gifts in the corner. A couple hundred, if I had to estimate. 465 if I didn't. All of them were for the princess.
I didn't touch them. Because I didn't want her throwing me into a volcano once she discovered that I was more than a petty magical storage device.
Anyway, she was now in a training field of some sort. She had set me down on a rock. Along with some other generic enchanted crap. I didn't dare mess with them, for fear of volcanos, and also of accidently blowing myself up.
Then she pulled out a wand, and began to cast a volley of spells. Most of them were Earth, or Rock magic. A couple were water, and there was the rare fire spells.
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Once she was completely engrossed in that, I decided I wanted some stuff. Some physical stuff. And so I adsorbed rock underneath me. And the soil. I think I have a couple tons of dirt in me.
I ended up creating a small depression of fresh, damp mud. With me sitting at the center, surrounded by enchanted crap. Oh, and a whole lot of worms, and other bugs. I don't think I can absorb living things.
The princess hadn't stopped her magic training.
But I didn't absorb more anyway. I didn't want to over do it. The princess already knew that there was something different about me, but I didn't want to reach the point where she thought I was a risk.
Anyway, I extracted water from the soil, turning it into sand. I took the blob of water and put in ther whirlpool, just to see what would happen. It... absorded the mist, and then turned into water mana dense water, which then again turned into mist and started revolving the crystalline structure. Again.
I stared for a second, completely forgetting about Project Dirt. It was... interesting, to say the least.
I snapped out of it, then went back to the dry mud. Which was essentially just sand. I turned into rock. I now had a grey cube.
Woohoo! Giant rock cube project, a success!
I then mentally shook my head, and then made the cube a cuboid by... sort of flattening it, I could say. And then I hollowed it out, and used the extra mass to increase it's size.
After a bit of thinking (Or like, none) I realised that a hollowed out cuboid was useless. And so I made a door, by cutting a rectangle, and then making stone hinges. The lock was nothing more than a bar you slide across. It was on the inside.
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I sent my mind within and saw an empty stone room. It reminded me of minecraft. And then, out of pure childishness, I redid the entire thing, only this time turning the stone into numerous cubes, and then arranging them all into a small house. About trice the size of minivan, I guessed.
Then I realised it would collapse with the slightest touch, and so I fused the cubes together, but left the outside with the same lines as before.
And so I was left with a house that looked like it came out of minecraft.
I laughed like hell.
***
"What the...?" The princess said, staring at the depression in the ground.
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