As I got to work drafting a blueprint for a ring, I scraped the first as the idea came to me to build a hammerspace. Then I got the grand idea to create a two-in-one ring with interlocking parts. The first ring would be enchanted with telekinesis, and the second would enchant the hammer space into its metaphysical being. The space wouldn't be too large at the start, about the size of my F150 parked outside.
Not too bad for something that was a spur of the moment.
My hands flowed through the motions as I used my own tools along with tools summoned by the crafter's essence. I didn't even notice as an hour had gone by, my hands worked with efficient ease as sandpaper was summoned and dismissed, ring sizers, a dremil tool to add some design. My one hour of craft put my mind at ease while also feeling like so much more.
Once I was finished with both halves, then came the enchanting along with the process of binding the rings to myself. I would be foolish to lose these to that top-hatted asshole from the travelers. Screw his object teleportation, these would only come off with my command and would instantly return with a mere thought. Smiling down at the two halves of a ring, I placed them together with a rotation and a click.
My first creation in this new life was complete, magical rings weren't that high up on the pole of insane and amazing creations. Yet, one gave me all the telekinesis while the other was my own personal hammer-space.
The only thing to do next was to slide the ring onto my left hand's middle finger. With a turn and sweeping motion, half of the tools on my workstation vanished into my hammerspace. Another wave of the hand returned my tools; then they floated into the air with a minor application of some TK.
With a hum, I lowered the tools back to the workbench before giving the ground a kick which sent me into a slow spin. Now that I had the time and silence in my mind, I nearly collapsed into a gibbering mess. I had so much freaking work to do and didn't even know here to start. What I did know, though, was that I would need a crew and a company to help me subvert the bullshit that was the PRT.
They were not only the country's big bad, but also the largest obstacle in my way of saving this world and the multiversal cluster. The last thing I wanted was to trust the wrong person and see all my hard work flushed down the drain because they wanted an easy PR win. Worm was a setting rife with trouble, and with how expansive the PRT was, they had drained the funds from police departments and the military, and had amassed more political power than even the President.
It was one thing to fuck over politicians because screw those guys; what I had a problem with was how they failed my nation on all levels. Monsters in the form of the Slaughter House Nine roamed the lands. Cities were walled off and they dared to infringe on a man's second amendment rights. The second amendment wasn't gone, but with their positioning and mandate of handling all Para-human issues. The PRT had somehow subverted the American people's minds into believing they can't defend themselves against these monsters lest they go to jail.
I was going to have none of that bullshit; not on my watch.
All para-humans could be subjected to the same ballistic necessities as any other man. I was going to upset the status quo starting with this city. I could only chuckle at it all; to save everything, I would have to flip the board, tossing all the games being played out the window.
I had no problem with Worm. That could be why I was sent here. The place did need a swift kick in the ass, though.
A leg kicked out, bringing me to a full stop as I decided what I would create next with Crafter essence. Mulling over the implications of bringing into being a person, I thought about my options. I could either create a quick and easy homunculus that could be given orders like a robot. Or I could go for broke and build out my creation with the use of an AI matrix.
So it was either a shadow-khan or living breathing creations. With a sigh, I closed my eyes and got to work. I would need a medic because no one fucks with the white mage, but I also didn't want a squishy medic. The medic would be female because, even though this wasn't the waifu catalog, I wasn't about to be rooming with a dude-bro anytime soon.
I had more than enough anime to draw from.
Green was where I started as I pictured the coat hanging off her shapely shoulders. The yukata was next along with the capri pants down to her heels. As this all rotated within my mind's eye, I then willed the clothes to fill as Tsunade Senju came into being. The chest of the yukata swelled as her bust stretched it close to bursting, but that wasn't what drew my eye. No, what drew my eye was the purple diamond on her forehead.
That was her famed creation rebirth technique, and I would make sure she was brought into the world with that, but fixed because premature aging was pure ass. I had no qualms about her loyalties since the essence took care of that for me. As she filled out more and more in my mind's eye, a little fact stood out to me, and that was of her height.
The Naruto anime made her larger than life, but Tsunade Senju was a whopping five feet three inches tall, big tiddy short stack, yum.
Along with the image of Tsunade, I had to figure out how I would create someone like her. I had no fucking clue about the first thing about using and creating chakra; but I did know the basics of Ki. Across not only all anime, but even in life, Ki was talked about being a person's life force. The energy that they produce and use to fuel themselves on a regular basis, the energy of all cells.
Sitting up, I released a full belly chuckle as I knew where to take this as I thought about the madman Dr. Gero. The same madman who created androids on par with freaking Super Saiyans. Well, I had no Saiyans here but I had some crazy freaking super bots by the name of Endbringers. Ohh, I could more than just survive, I could fight fire with fire and thrive.
Getting up, I made for my basement and left my garage behind. I would need to build one of those ki samplers to absorb a percentage of my ki. From the blueprints in my head and research notes, the freaking crazy bastard used whole towns to test his ki absorption machine until he was able to refine it and fit it into Android 19's hands. Stopping on my top stairs, I thought about it and knew I could build Android 18 and 21.
Not now and not for some time, well maybe later if I decided that world domination might be fun. I had absolutely no delusions about the type of man that I was and I can't say that ruling the place might not have tickled at my brain parts. Not like I could do any worse than those already in power anyway.
When I reached the bottom of my garage stairs, I raised a hand and swept everything toward the back of the room. Swirls of items floated around me as they lifted from one location and were stacked in another. Looking at my watch, I raised a brow seeingit was barely 11am yet and already I had been hitting the grind.
To start, I summoned some basic metals and ceramics to contain the bio-conversion module and the energy absorption module. Again, it was clear that my choice in creating my telekinetic ring was paying some crazy dividends. A custom Pi board, a power bank capable of storing the ki, and a few other things that would be able to store the ten percent of my ki. I would then turn around and use that to spark the infinite ki generator also known as the eternal mode type energy reactor.
Since I didn't want to die before my adventure even started, I double-checked the numbers and safety of everything before slotting in the red gem that worked as the catalyst capable of absorbing a person's ki.
There was a click, then weakness in my fingers that rapidly ran up my arm. With a little panic, I pulled my hand away and grimaced at that as I shook out the pins and needles feeling. On the little display was a stat that showed 6% full. Well, it was at least good to know that the ki absorption worked, but I would have liked to brace for it first. While keeping my right hand away from the thing, I brought down my left hand so the discomfort could be shared evenly. After the ding, I gave myself a quick snack break to let the fatigue pass.
While I ate my PB&J, I levitated over a book and sketched out the body I would make for my life model decoy of Tsunade Senju. The outer layer would be made from a combination of Epidurium from Marvel alloyed with Vibranium of course because that little wonder metal had insane durability bonuses. The internals could be a cross combination of Super Adaptoids from Marvel and DC Amazo technology.
Since she would be my leading doctor, I made sure to pencil in both her medical jutsu from the anime and the stuff Mercy used in Overwatch. Her entire system would be run from the Eternal Energy Ki reactor. Then I thought about it some more and decided that I would need to figure out a way to give her the Mokuton-style abilities.
Again, Dr. Ivo's research helped me on that front.
Turns out that part of why the Amazo android was capable of replicating all of the power of the DC powerhouses was due to its synthetic absorption cells. There was a long list of how to configure the cells to have them work how I needed, and I couldn't deny that I didn't pull my computer over and started to write up her code. I was halfway through building her brain and functions when I realized that I would have to cannibalize my laptop.