I held onto the wooden veranda's railing as my body leaned against it.
My eyes stared down at the small, red dust ball, which turned and moved ever so slowly.
Staring down at it, the only thing I could think of was how... 'Pathetic' this little red ball was, and the worst part was that I 'owned' this dust ball.
This is what Mrg'thulu had designated to me.
And now, I slightly regret my decision, but only slightly.
Nonetheless, I turned around and sighed and leant on the railing with my back as I thought about the long road ahead of me.
It will take oh so very long to make this planet fit to any of my visions.
I'm nowhere near powerful or wise, thus I'll have to spend a very long time gathering the energy I need to make the changes I need.
Thinking about it, this will take far longer than a mere few thousand years, unless I'm some sort of genius... but I am clearly not.
So that aside, I pushed myself off of the railing and walked across the patio and opened the wooden oak door, and entered my small home.
It wasn't anything grand, but it was mine and that's all that mattered. It took me 50 years of Karma to buy the rights to my own small dimension, but it was worth it, as thanks to it, I have a base of operations from which I can cultivate my new world.
It was small but spacious, having two bedrooms; both which were decently sized, a single bathroom; with a large bathtub, a spacious living room; which I furnished quite cheaply. It was all oak furniture, and while it may not be very comfortable, it looked stylish and was bearable. Aside from all of this, I had an attic, which I would store all of my artefacts and rare possessions.
I made my way across the living room until I reached my couch which I planted myself on, extending my legs so that they rested upon a small foot stand.
Now that I was leaning against the couch, I decided to think deeply about how I would get to creating an habitable planet.
The guide I had received, 'How to God 101', was absolutely useless. It had no use whatsoever. The entire brochure consisted of 'Imagination' and 'willpower' to make my desires come true.
For some far more powerful god, they could possibly imagine that the planet become 'habitable' perfectly, but for me... that would not work at all.
I'd have to do every step one by one, starting from moving the planet into the yellow suns habitable zone, to then determining what type of planet I would like and then finally I'd have to change the planets make up to fit my desire.
I'm no expert in these types of things, far from it really.
In fact my knowledge regarding planetary make-ups is very limited. I warped some paper and a pen I kept in the drawer in my bedroom, to my lap and then I decided to transfer my knowledge onto paper hopefully giving me further insight.
With the paper in front of me, I first drew the sun, and it's predicted habitable zone based on its size, density and other factors.
Staring at the range I was left with, I sighed sadly.
The planet was a good 4 secti (400million kilometres, as 1 secti = 100mil) away from the sun, while the suns habitable zone was 2.5 secti away from itself. This left me with a lot of problems, such as moving the planet so far and then stabilising it with the sun.
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That was just problem 1 of my problems so far.
Another thing I had to do was figure out how to make the 3 moons the red ball has not screw the planet up once it was finished being built to my desires.
That was a problem I could think about and fix after I managed to move the planet from its current point, which was Point A, to the point I need which was Point B.
And even after I think about how to fix those two problems, I was left with the further problem of fixing the planets interior to allow it to let life spawn on it even without my influence.
And as much as it would make my job easier in the short run to just attempt to fix everything with 'Imagination' and 'Willpower', in the long run, it would simply be detrimental to me.
My minuscule knowledge regarding astrology gave me a hard time with the sun and the moons, but the hardest part would be my almost zero knowledge regarding geophysics.
Most gods could give two shits regarding such a thing, but for someone like me whose power wasn't so high, I needed to educate myself.
From the little I have learnt from the lesser races, a planet usually consists of its 'Core', which is split between Inner and Outer, its 'Mantle', which again is split into multiple parts such as the lowest, lower, upper and highest part of the mantle.
As if those were not enough, I then have to deal with the 'Crust', which is followed by something called the 'Lithosphere'.
From the book on 'Terrestrial Planets' this was some basic information, but I don't really understand much.
Dear Cosmos, the more I think about it, the more I begin to regret my choice, but there is no going back.
The only path left for me is forward.
The depressing reality aside, I should go and get an aide so I can force the study of astrology and geophysics upon them, but where could I find an aide?
I mean I could go to any one of the 'Angel Academies', but the chance of me finding someone willing to be 'my' aide, is almost nil.
Because realistically, who would want to be the aide of a god who is only 92 years old, has had a total of 0 apprenticeships and owns a dead world.
I mean, if it was me, I'd honestly reject any god that fit such a criteria.
But maybe there is some failure of an angel who I can 'persuade' to my side... but what are the chances of that?
No lesser race would waste the chance to become an angel, and none of them would waste their futures as the angel of a no-name god with an impossible task.
Dear Cosmos, I've been self loathing myself for the past half hour... I'm pathetic.... but I think anyone would be depressed once they realised the magnitude of the task before them.
Sighing I put the paper and pen to my side and slowly dozed off thinking about how I'd have to kidnap some unlucky angel to be my aide tomorrow.