The New Ruler of Reality

You could only stare at the apparently ancient man calmly observing you from across the table in the middle of this total, black nothingness.

"What do you mean," you sputter, "I've been 'chosen' to be the master of reality?"

He smiled again, "Well, John, I suppose your world has yet to learn of cross-realities and parallel realities... You see, you are not the sole master of all-reality, just yours. There are many, too many for you to even comprehend. Understand me thus far?"

At your hesitant nod he continued, "You may think of me as a kind of supervisor - I do not have the power to control any reality, but I do see all possible realities and it falls to me to assign each a Master - that is you - to ensure that everything within that reality progesses as normal."

"But... how could I possibly control an entire reality," you question, afriad of the demand he was putting on you. "How could I even think on that scale - we're talking about the entire universe here!"

"Yes, we are," he admitted, patting your shoulder. "However your predecessor set most things in order - the only planets he has not yet locked into stability is your own, Earth, and Praxis IV a world twenty lightyears away from your homeworld."

"It will be your responsibility and power to oversee these two worlds. You will know when there is an unstable section of reality and I ask you to fix that space. Now, this is a great power - to bend reality to your wish - and I can sense that you may wish to use this to further your own desires... I implore you to think selflessly. If you this position, the chaos in the universe will seek you and and subdue you and you will become a to the Darkness forever."

Gulping, you accept and the old man smiles and wishes you good luck and suddenly your back in your room, once again a normal looking teenage just after your eighteenth birthday.

"Wake up, John," shouts your mother as she knocked on your door. "Time for school!"

"Okay, mom," you answer, getting up to get dressed... but pondering your newly granted powers, you materialized clothes on to your body and, fully-dressed, you left your room.