With one wave of a hand, universes were created. A single blink causes life to increase explosively. With a whisper, sentient life appeared. Soon, legends were born. Heroes were summoned. Demon Kings were slain. Then it all turned to dust. A snap of a finger, a singular tear, and a yawn later caused multiple new universes. Soon, Qi filled the land. Cultivators fought and higher realms waged war. Heavenly beings reincarnated and special treasures regressed time. Then it all turned to dust. A sigh, a grunt, and a clap later more universes were created. Technology flourished. Spaceships took off. Planets were colonized. Different races fought. Then it all turned to dust. This wasn't a time to give up. I'll just work harder! Until my creations can survive!