And I breathe out again.

"Puuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." (I)

It's just good that this place is already as corrupted by me as is possible.

Since it in fact is me.

My very demonic, nightmarish me.

Though, while I already feel how the atmosphere of this reality is absorbing the cloud I just exhaled, I might've overdone it a bit.

At least the cloud is a tiny bit too gargantuan.

And I'm sadly not too far away from the settlement.

Considering the essence of this world it shouldn't cause any harm, aside from a mass panic caused by a giant black wall of doom expanding in their direction that is.

The reason why I'm here at the river in sight distance to the village is as follows.

I want to plant the rice here.

I know that rice needs a lot of water and I could provide it without problems.

But alone planting them won't help the People if they're forever out of their reach.

So it's not too farfetched to assume that one day someone might stumble upon the field I'm going to plant here.

Yes, I admit my foreplanning wasn't too great.

But in my defense, I'd like to say that I was a bit rushed after I inhaled and didn't have so much time to think things through.

Yet if there's one positive point to it, it's that this giant cloud of doom is a good cover for my work.

Sure, it was unlikely that I would've been spotted in the first place but now it's literally impossible to see me.

And if last time is anything to go by I should have a minimum of half an hour before an expedition from the knight's order can assemble.

The question now is how do I plant the rice.

I can still feel it stored in another space within me.

That's actually kinda complicated, but I guess if this indication I get right now is correct then I have something like several independent pocket dimensions I can create and close at will.

Something like sub-dreams or something like this.

But let's get back to farm work.

Fortunately, not only can my eyes switch to a sight where they can look through the cloud but also I can feel the world itself to know what I'm doing.

The one thing I know about rice is that ricefields are always kinda flooded, with the ground suspended in water, so I think they need a large amount of water which I have to provide.

Luckily that's a minor issue.

I walk next to the river and draw a line with an outstretched index finger which makes the ground part according to my intention, not too deep, and since it originates from the river the crevice quickly fills with water.

This I repeat several times till I have several channels to constantly water the intended fields.

Yet then I realize something.

They're not prepared yet.

I don't know if the dirt is fertile enough and the lack of sun might be an issue but all this won't matter if I can't even put the seeds in.

Okay, so I need to make the earth fertile and ready to receive the seeds.

Can you do this?

Make it fertile.

Fertile Fertile Fertile

And the idea becomes reality.

At several places, the ground, surrounded by the channels, parts, and many many small fissures comes into existence.

It's just odd that they're oddly smooth and parted in the middle.

They look almost like...

Buah!!

No!

Absolutely not!

That wasn't what I wanted!

What kind of absolute sicko came up with this idea?

That's not the way you go about having a "fertile" ground!

Erase this!

Back to the start!

Gratefully, the ground quickly becomes smooth again.

Once I had realized what it was, looking at it was traumatic.

I should probably be glad I didn't see the counterpart with the "seed".

Goddamn it!

Do I now even have to mind my wording?

That's totally asking too much.

Whoever decides on such details, I want to note down till the end of all days, that such stuff is forbidden.

And don't even try to come up with what the other side has to offer!

Seriously, these powers should come with an age warning.

They're clearly not suited for minors.

Which certainly includes the fourteen-year-old me.

However, now I have to tend the fields again.

I only hope that growing the rice here will work.

But since my wishes are all coming true in this world there shouldn't be an issue.

Now I just have to use the rice I've gathered.

With another thought of mine, a dimensional portal opens.

From inside it thousands of tendrils reach out, delivering the plants.

They either bring rice itself to plant it or use small seedlings since those should have a higher rate of success.

Anyway, my fields slowly take form.

The only thing I worry about is the lack of sun.

I know plants need it, and while it's not directly dark here but has ambient light conditions this isn't exactly the same as having a shining sun.

Though, I can't just make one.

It's not too hard to imagine what kind of reaction the People would have to the sudden forming of a blazing fireball above them.

So I need to rely on dream logic to get over this lack and at least the nightmare plants like the coroca seem to grow here.

For now, my field looks good enough.

I did everything I wanted and it covers a wide enough range.

Yet now I should get going before anyone sees me because the fog is already lifting.

But before I can do so I notice a gigantic projectile of energy is flying at me.

It's still pretty far away but because I'm linked to everything in this world I'm extremely aware of it.

Also, I can't just blink away because it's going to destroy my field.

And that after all the effort.

Okay, it took me like five to ten minutes in which I mostly pointed at things without any physical strain but it's still something I proudly created.

I definitely have no intention of letting everything get blown up by some Shounen story attack.

The good part is that absolute control over everything in this dimension is giving me some options to deal with this situation.

All I have to do is open a big enough portal before this thing reaches me.

So I let my tentacles grow in a circular shape, activate an internal portal, and store the attack in that endlessly vast space within me.

It's created after something like a blueprint of what my other self wanted to do on a bigger scale in the nightmare realm, yet a limited version sufficed since it was only about my dream.

So the crisis was averted for now and I retract all the tentacles I pulled out of the ground.

Yet as a connoisseur of battle mangas, I just know too well that the next thing that's going to happen after such an attack is the good old confrontation.

And I still don't want to leave my field alone with the culprit.

"Hey, that was completely unwarranted! Show up this instant!" (I)

I'm slightly annoyed at being attacked out of nowhere, even if this isn't a too rare occurrence lately.

Yet while I'm waiting I realize something.

I'm still in my world, but just now the implications hit home.

How could anything dare to harm me in my very own world without my knowledge?

It should be completely off-limits for any entity from the outside.

Even the People were created by my subconscious but it's not like anything ever entered from somewhere else that I didn't personally transport here.

So what's left would be...

"I hereby confront you and command that you leave this realm, as it is mine and I won't allow your evil here, Demon Oroi!" (?)

Sorry, what?