Information gathering.

John closed the door to his room, instantly silencing the hum of the water pump in the utility area nearby. He felt no muscle aches or pain, thanks to his most recent rule, but it didn't prevent exhaustion.

"I can fix that", he thought, reaching for The Rulebook.

New rule: The Rulekeeper never gets tired from physical activity, and only needs 3 hours of sleep per day.

"Besides, this'll definitely help when I start in on the fun stuff".

A wave of energy swept through him, banishing his desire to take a nap, and reminding him of how aroused he was. His stepmother had been in a particularly playful mood during his training, going through her pole dancing fitness moves directly in front of him...and the trainers, of course. They'd clearly been appreciative of her efforts, if the prominent bulges in their shorts were any indication. The erection control rule he'd written just before might have prevented him from one danger, but he hadn't considered the other side of things.

It had been a tough 20 minutes.

Still, with the recent rules, it would mean better fitness in a few weeks at most. And no pain or tiredness from getting there.

But for now, it was a Wednesday, and he had the rest of the day to himself.
Jane would be busy with the trainers for at least the next two hours, and she never scheduled one of her parties he had to attend until the weekend.
Normally a day to himself would involve video games and porn, accessed through the top-end computer setup in the northeast corner of his room. John always had the latest gear, courtesy of his father's will. It had required his stepmother to provide whatever upgrades he wished, to an upper limit of $2,000 per month. "The old man really must not have trusted her much, towards the end", John mused. He suspected that her fucking every hospital staff member she thought might be able to kill off his dad before his will was finished MIGHT have had something to do with it.

Picking up the pencil again, John went over and sat in his comfortable computer chair, placing notebook and pencil on the desk. He pondered for a moment, then wrote:

New Rule: This rule creates an aide for The Rulekeeper, hereafter referred to as Aidea. Aidea cannot be seen, heard, or detected by any except himself, and will provide answers to any question he asks, unless providing that answer would harm him or reveal his control over The Rulebook. In such a case, Aidea will inform him why it cannot answer, and suggest ways to circumvent whatever is preventing an answer. When not disruptive, Aidea will appear near The Rulekeeper as a life-sized three dimensional projection of a human female. Aidea's appearance will be drawn from The Rulekeeper's preferences regarding female human attractiveness. Aidea will learn from interactions with The Rulekeeper and tailor her personality and appearance to better aid him.

"I've always wanted a hot AI assistant", he thought.

"How may Aidea assist Master", A flat emotionless voice spoke from behind him.

"First", he said as he swiveled the chair, "your voice should also be female and based on my preferences."