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The tiny army immediately burst into motion—one skeleton climbed the table like a seasoned adventurer, another stood guard near the door, and the one with the oversized hammer attempted to lift a coin before toppling over with a dramatic clack.
Ethan let out a quiet chuckle.
"…Okay. That's entertaining."
He flicked his fingers again. More pixels gathered in the air, folding into shapes like origami made of light. A small flying drone formed next—sleek wings made from shimmering data. It circled his head twice before projecting a miniature holographic map of the room.
"Good… control seems stable."
He tested range next. With a thought, he sent two skeletons running down the hallway outside his room. Their tiny footsteps echoed faintly through his senses, like distant taps inside his mind. He could see through their eyes—low-angle views of furniture that looked like towering mountains.
"…Remote vision confirmed."
Curious, he pushed further.
The air filled with glowing fragments again. This time he formed a miniature knight in polished pixel armor, then a small hovering fox made of flickering neon lines, its tail leaving trails of light behind it. The fox ran in circles around the skeletons, causing one to swing its tiny sword wildly in confusion.
"Hmm… constructs don't need to follow a fixed template," Ethan muttered. "As long as the concept is clear…"
He raised both hands.
Dozens of tiny constructs appeared at once—mini dragons the size of sparrows, floating cubes that rotated like puzzle boxes, small humanoid avatars that waved cheerfully before sitting down like they were waiting for orders. The room slowly filled with motion and color, a chaotic but strangely controlled digital playground.
Ethan leaned back against the wall, eyes glowing faintly as streams of data passed through his vision.
"…No immediate mental strain. Energy consumption moderate."
He snapped his fingers.
Half of the constructs dissolved instantly into drifting pixels, proving he could dismiss them without backlash. The remaining ones gathered around him instinctively, as if drawn to a central command node.
The tiny skeleton with the shield marched up and saluted again.
Ethan smirked.
"Alright… last test."
He focused—compressing dozens of constructs into a single point. The pixels merged, layering over each other until a humanoid hologram formed—taller than the rest, more detailed, almost lifelike. It stood silently, awaiting his command like a loyal digital soldier.
Ethan exhaled slowly, feeling the weight of the power settle into place.
"…So I can scale from toys… to actual combat units."
With a wave of his hand, everything vanished. The room returned to normal—silent except for the faint hum of electronics.
He looked at his fingers again, tiny sparks of pixel light dancing over his skin.
"…Yeah," he murmured softly. "This power is going to be fun and useful"
Ethan peeked outside the door to make sure no one was nearby. Satisfied, he closed it again and pulled out his phone. After scrolling for a moment, he opened an anime and paused on a beautiful female character.
"…Let's see if this actually works," he muttered.
Light pixels gathered in front of him, swirling faster and faster until a full humanoid form took shape. Colors filled in—hair, eyes, clothes—until the anime girl stood there, perfectly recreated.
"Ara ara~~," she said playfully, tilting her head.
Ethan nearly choked and waved his hand quickly. "Alright, alright—volume control," he muttered, slightly embarrassed.
He rubbed the back of his neck, staring at the incredibly realistic construct.
"…Damn. I can already imagine what would happen if this power fell into the wrong hands. Luckily… I'm not someone with such intentions."
He circled around her, studying the details—the way light reflected off her eyes, the subtle movements that made her look almost alive.
"…This is more than just illusion," he murmured. "It's interactive projection… maybe even semi-sentient depending on how much data I feed it."
He raised his hand again.
More pixels formed—another anime character, then a stylized knight, then a floating mascot creature that bounced happily across the floor. Soon the room looked like a strange crossover convention, filled with colorful constructs waiting for orders.
Ethan crossed his arms, thinking like a strategist now.
"Okay… enough messing around. Real test."
He snapped his fingers.
The anime girl's playful expression faded into a neutral combat stance. A glowing blade formed in her hand. The knight construct raised a shield while the floating mascot projected a miniature energy barrier around Ethan.
"…Good," he said quietly. "Adaptability confirmed."
He gestured toward the wall.
A digital training dummy formed instantly. The constructs attacked in coordination—precise, efficient movements guided by Ethan's thoughts. Every strike fed data back into his mind: impact force, reaction time, energy consumption.
After a few seconds he dismissed everything.
The room went silent again.
Ethan exhaled slowly, eyes glowing faintly with pixel light.
"…Fun distractions aside… this power could change entire battlefields."
He looked at his phone again, then at his hands.
A faint smirk appeared.
"…But yeah," he added quietly, "I'd be lying if I said experimenting wasn't half the fun."
Ethan rolled his shoulders once and let out a slow breath before the faint smirk on his face faded into calm focus.
"…Alright," he muttered. "Playtime's over. Back to real work."
With a small wave of his hand, multiple holographic screens flickered into existence around him. Lines of code flowed across them like rivers of light. He walked toward his desk and sat down, fingers tapping lightly against the surface as the room shifted into work mode—lights dimming, security protocols activating automatically.
Right now, his main project wasn't weapons… or powers.
It was Artificial intelligence.
He already had several advanced AIs running different branches of the company—security, logistics, data analysis, research—but they were fragmented. Independent. Efficient, yet limited by their separation
Now he was working on creating a central intelligence—a core mind that would connect, supervise, and command every other AI running within his company.
Ethan sat in silence for a moment, staring at the layered system map floating in front of him. Hundreds of nodes blinked across the holographic interface—security networks, drone fleets, research databases, market analysis engines, medical algorithms, satellite monitoring systems.