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Alright.

Dwarves are short, at least compared to humans, so their opposite will either be very tall, or based on something small and made bigger.

Or… I could do both.

What are commonly small, dwell in the dark, and are fairly intelligent?

Rats of course!

So I’ll make skaven!

What are skaven?

Well put simply, they’re bipedal rats.

Sure, they’re traditionally not particularly huge, but I’m the one making them, so they are gonna be TALL. At least three meters.

Of course, I’m also going to make other races.

Shades, living shadows which will whisper in the ears of all people, enticing them to my side.

Undead, reanimated corpses which will gain more intelligence the larger a horde that they are a part of.

I’ll also make dungeon cores, because what’s a fantasy world without dungeons?

Eventually, I’ll make demons, both the quickly breeding cannon fodder kind for invasions, and the powerful and intelligent dealmaking kind for a little fun in between.

Demon kings will be directly created by me, not evolved, made specifically for the occasion.

. . .

Wait.

Akira implanted thoughts into the heads of the gods right? She gave them knowledge of each other.

Can I implant ideas in her own head?

. . .

Only one way to find out, I guess.

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Akira was almost finished when she got an amazing idea.

Why not make another god to help her?

She had already decided that she would rather observe from a distance when it came to universal affairs, so she was likely to be lonely, so why not make another god to keep her company?

Quickly, She began designing them. Not quite female or male, bridging the gap between. They would be. . . Nakai.

She would wake them when she woke the other gods. For now, they would remain asleep.

Now back to work. Not much longer before she would start things.

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Okay, that worked.

Good I guess? Now I can implant the idea of isekaing some heroes when the time comes.

Alright. Is that all?

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Gods, planets, races, monsters, carefully laid preparations for the coming plot.

I think that's it.

. . .

Oh right.

I need an avatar.

Not a body, more like a puppet. Something that I can control without confining myself to. It needs to be convincing enough that Akira doesn’t know that it's only a puppet, and strong enough that she can’t just destroy it.

Maybe I should make it that she can’t touch anything that I make?

I’m sure by now that I’m stronger than her, so it's not like I can’t.

I’ll add that to the designs that I’ve snuck in too.

I’ll also need a name eventually. . .

. . .

Still nothing.

I’ve got time.

But it looks like she’s finishing up.

Time to make my avatar and make myself known.

Odd for a puppet master to take center stage? Sure. But this is for the drama. And I'm all for the drama.

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After making Nakai, Akira was finishing up the universe before she woke everything up.

She had carefully designed dozens of races, from the unassuming humans, to the magnificent elves. From the hardy dwarves, to the friendly beastkin. From the servants of the gods she called angels, to the regal sea serpents. She had perfected all things, and it was ready to begin.

She took a deep breath.

These would be her last moments alone.

. . .

She woke them up.

. . .

And immediately she felt that something was wrong.

She felt like a great wound had opened in the universe, and reflexively, she searched for the location.

It wasn’t that far from her, only a couple of solar systems away on the planet Asyke, the two-layered planet that she had made. She could hear the cries of Chihiro, the god that was given reign over it, as whatever the cause of the wound began making its presence known.

She could not let this. . . thing continue.

Beside her, Nakai shivered as they woke, apparently having felt it as well. Quickly, she teleported to the planet's surface, Nakai at her side, ready to face whatever this was.

And it was horrifying.

An enormous humanoid monster made of stone, shapeless in detail. Though it lacked a face, she could feel its malice as she laid her eyes on it. It was. . . wrong. A spit in the face of all of her creations. She could not feel even the slightest connection to it.

Instinctually, she tried to erase it.

But nothing happened.

The ground around it vanished, and the air surrounding it disappeared. But the thing still stood, now floating, as if it did not weather the power of the supreme creator.

She tried again.

Again, the air around it was annihilated, but the thing did not react.

She had absolute power over all of her creations, so this couldn’t be one of them. Why did it wait until she had awoken all other things to attack? Was it also asleep at the time?

She was aware that by now her conflict with it had garnered the attention of the gods, but she didn’t care.

The thing pointed at her with a stony hand, and she could feel its desire to destroy her as she had tried to destroy it. But nothing happened. Unperturbed and seemingly unsurprised, it moved the hand to its side, pointing instead at the empty space beside it.

She could feel the power of the thing tear reality asunder to create something horrible. Where it had pointed, a mound of red flesh appeared, eyes, mouths, and tendrils scattered across it without reason or purpose.

Again, she tried to use her power to annihilate the monstrous thing that it had created, and again nothing.

“My lady,” Nakai spoke for the first time since their awakening. “If you cannot destroy it, why not confine it?”

Now there was an Idea. She had a complete lack of control over it or its creations, and it had shown a lack of control over her own. She could bind it in chains of her making, trapping it forever.

She quickly summoned enormous chains, made of all sorts of metal, and threw them at the thing.

Almost immediately, it was wrapped from the shapeless lump that served as a head, to the mounds that served as its feet.

She tore a hole in reality, quickly throwing it and its creation using her control over her chains to where they could never harm again.

Outside of the universe itself.

As soon as the deed was done, she felt Chihiro sigh in relief, and she teleported herself and Nakai away from the planet and the watching gods.

She would need to think this over.

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