You alighted on an upper branch of the tree that you had been standing on, giving you a clear view of the world that you had created. You had realized that the Voice had been falling quiet recently, almost as if He was tired or distant. He had started rushing the Worldbuilding process, pushing you to make more and more things at once, which was a little concerning.

  "Traveller."

  You glanced to the side, where a rippling in the air had formed.

  "Traveller, you are almost done, I just need you to make a few more things."

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  "You said that back when I made the Aarkiel. That was 8 days ago."

  "Yes, yes, This should be the last one."

  "You also said that 3 days ago, when I named the Titan Trees and made the Aso'une'aawn." A flock of which flew overhead, their great blue plumage flowing in the soft breeze.

  "Well... Now you are just making excuses Traveller." The Voice responded after a brief pause.

  "Oh sure, what do you want to make now? You sure are being pushy for a Worldbuilder yourself, why don't you finish up yourself?"

  "Humans." The Voice said, dodging the question. "I need you to make Humans."

  You narrowed your angular eyes a little. Trying to decern his intentions.

  "Okay..." This felt really fishy, but you couldn't quite place why.