I'd gained quite a lot of powers in this world—and a significant amount of U.P.F. too.
But honestly, the part that excited me the most wasn't the raw numbers or strength.
It was the synergy between my old abilities and the new ones. That combination had given birth to some truly insane, cheat-level functions.
Take, for example: Creation of Demons + Food Chain + Absolute Bloodline Control + Psychological Mastery.
Together, they formed an overpowered feedback loop that directly amplified me.
Here's how it worked:
When I created a new demon, if the being had any sort of great potential—
They retained or adapted their original abilities as part of their demon physiology.
Those abilities became biologically and magically integrated, and even enhanced.
Their growth was tied to their own strength—but through Food Chain, every increase in their power fed directly into me, amplifying my abilities.
If a created demon possessed strong abilities, I could absorb them—either passively or actively—through Food Chain. Multiple demons? No problem. Their growth continued to stack into me, layering their strength on top of mine.
And as they evolved, my own power rose in tandem, fueling the feedback loop.
It didn't make my demons stronger than they naturally would have been—but it turned every bit of their potential growth into fuel for me.
A loop of ever-increasing power.
A perfect, unstoppable cycle.
I couldn't help but smile. This… this was exactly the kind of cheat code I'd been looking for. Perfect for my lazy self.
With all these power-ups and U.P.F. gains, this world had satisfied me greatly. And since I could return at any time, arriving at the exact moment I had left, I decided to leave this world and return to reality.
This time, I came back mainly to restock my supplies. All the seasonings and snacks were finished, and I'd grown far too used to the comforts of modern life. Besides, I wanted to prepare myself before setting out to explore a new world.
The first thing I did after returning to the real world was head straight to the kind of supermarket people only visited when they wanted the best.
I grabbed a cart and began weaving through the aisles.
Spices first: cardamom, cinnamon, peppercorns, chili flakes—each bottle clinking into the trolley.
Then snacks: chips, cookies, chocolate bars, and a sinful amount of instant ramen in flavors ranging from spicy miso to cheesy curry. Drinks came next—sodas, teas, and a few energy drinks.
I tossed in bags of rice, pasta, cooking oil, sauces, and even a portable gas stove for emergencies. Some practical, some indulgent.
I made sure not to grab ridiculous amounts; to an observer, it would just look like I was stocking up for a small restaurant or family business.
The cashier eyed the mountain of supplies as I unloaded them. "Big haul, huh? Stocking up for business?"
"Yeah," I replied smoothly, flashing a practiced smile. "Family restaurant. Better safe than sorry with supply issues, right?"
She nodded knowingly, scanned the last item, and wished me luck.
Back home, I packed everything neatly into my dimensional storage with Athena's help. To anyone else, it would've looked like a gamer preparing for a marathon session. For me, it was survival—with flavor.
Once everything was squared away, I leaned back in my chair and opened the real-world AI random generator app I'd downloaded earlier.
With a casual tap, the wheel spun. Colors blurred, names flashed—Naruto, One Piece, Harry Potter, Bleach, even obscure titles I hadn't thought about in years.
The longer it spun, the more excited I became. This was thrilling precisely because it was out of my control.
The wheel slowed.
Tick. Tick. Tick.
Finally, it stopped.
" Selected world:Absolutely Anything."
I blinked, stared at the screen, and let out a dry laugh. "Seriously? Out of everything… it had to be this?"
For a moment, surprise tugged at me. Compared to all the great worlds out there, a place where literally anything could happen felt… unexpected, even absurd.
But then I caught myself and smiled faintly. Maybe leaving it to fate really was the right choice.
With that thought, I entered the world of Absolutely Anything, shifting into my data form—completely untraceable, intangible, and invisible—ready to see what this unpredictable place had in store.