When I look out the window, the sun brightens almost imperceptibly. The clouds swirl above in mathematical patterns — fractals off into the distant horizon. Plants within several hundred feet of me grow at an accelerated pace, and animals enter a period of heightened activity.

People around me change slightly. The dominant personality within the mind remains present, but attitudes of those nearby shift to align themselves more with my train of thought. And day by day, I find that my psychic influence grows.

As I continue to grow and transcend, the minds of surrounding people will no longer be nudged into a new alignment. They will be destroyed. Everywhere I walk, a trail of shattered personalities will follow in my wake as their minds are swept away within my sphere of influence, temporarily becoming me. Plants and animals will die as my glory grows and I begin to radiate gamma and x-ray wavelengths. Eventually, humans will be instantly reduced to charred husks as they gaze upon my glory, and my energy will heat the surrounding atmosphere into a raging firestorm.

In the final stages of my ascension into godhood, any direct contact with the planet’s surface will release enough thermal energy into the continental plate to instantly cause catastrophic cracks as it heats up and expands. I will be able to call matter and energy into existence through sheer force of will, and will likely end up converting most of the mass of the universe into links of pork sausage by accident.

I am drawn inexorably towards my own personal apotheosis, and I am terrified.

(except for the sausage part, the above was fictional)