As he took his first step out the door of his new room, a thought crossed his mind.
His home was now only his own, and everything he can see was both created, and shaped around him. From the floorboards, to the windows, even the staff only exist because he wished them to exist. However, only one in the lavish home wasn't at least changed via his will...
... That thing being himself.
He didn't know why it bothered him so much, but it did. That earlier look in the mirror made him feel ... out of place. Despite his now luxurious, secluded lifestyle, he still looks like the slightly disheveled self that was the adopted, neglected kid of a typical suburbanite family.
Nothing his new power can't at least remedy, but how could he...