139 - Elves, Planting Seeds....

I stood upon the highest mountain of Merrenok somewhere to the west of wherever I left Noctis with his creations. At the top of the mountain, I stood with my back to the little waterfall that had formed atop the mountain flowing down the sides and creating a lake of sorts below. How the flow went I wasn't sure but the water never overflowed.

I wasn't bothered to check.

The trees here were larger than any other in the entire world. Dwarfed only by Nuknuk himself. The water must be special. Too interested in my new task to investigate I focused on what I was here for.

I pulled out more seeds of birth from space, five to be exact. While I walked one slipped out my palm, dropping into the water. Without much thought, I pulled it out wrapping my divinity around it before heading to the side where a wider rock was.

Looking from one seed to the other I noticed something. One seed was already growing and turning into an egg.

'Huh. I haven't fed you any divinity. How are you..?" I was silenced as the egg finally stopped at exactly 9ft before it cracked down the center.

But unlike with Noctis's egg, there was no show of strength. Rather a weak fumbling as the individual stumbled out.

He was lean and muscled. His hair was long to his waist, his eyes fluttered open revealing golden orbs that made me frown. A pointed knife-like ears assured of his race yet he was quick enough to rise and look about. His eyes halted on me as reverence filled them.

Yet even as he bowed to me I couldn't stop screaming in my head.

'What the hell?.'

Divine fragments were not actual avatars. They could only be sensed by those with or touched by divinity. Which meant.

I looked at the other eggs first before I realized something. 'The water'.

My feet took me back to tbe bubbling water where it churned like it was boiling. My palms dipped into it and I felt nothing. So I pulled out a palm full and scanned it.

'You've got to be kidding me.

TEARDROP OF THE ALL-FATHER

GRADE - DAMAS FUSED ORDONIS

QUANTITY - 1 DROP

A drop of tears from the entity known as All-father Erizos Erlezos of the ??????? multiverse. A very powerful teardrop-turned-water source capable of healing, returning lost souls from the dead and granting immortality to mortals. Those who have dunked in the drop can sense the divine.

"Not again." I grumbled.

[Well this is legendary I'd say]

" You knew."

[About the tears falling. Yep. About it becoming this. Nope]

I decided there and then. Dunking the remaining four seeds in I formed more of this gold-eyed elf variant.

All five looked at one another before looking at me.

"It seems like the scroll would be meaningless to them," I noted. ' Update a section for them. Adjust its parameters to their features. Hopefully, this is a good thing' Berus seemed to agree as he kept silent already working on it.

"This is a gift from me. To you. Guard it. Its waters are lifesaving but also will be a cause for wars in the far future. You must prepare to defend it. Let no one near it but your race.".

Lying smoothly I then vanished. My plans once more changed. By a teardrop this time.

" I don't know if I should hate this or like it ". I grumbled.

A lot of miles to the south of the mountain I stopped. Here I pulled out another batch.

" Now. For the proper folks".

A few moments later the eggs cracked and out walked a group of them. All beautiful but not as much as the first gold-eyed elves. Their hairs were platinum like the first though but with silver eyes, unlike their elders.

Without waiting I weaved clothes for them and crude stone weapons before sending them in different directions to do as they pleased.

Hopefully, they do something good.

Fifteen of them in total spread out in different directions. I watched for a while as they all stumbled away disoriented.

As much as I wanted to guide them I had to leave it up to the others to do. They would need to build their followers.

I'd done a lot of creation today but it was this last one that I honestly was waiting for.

I'd realized the types of gods I wanted to exist. The true gods. Beings like me and my children. The Sentient gods. Beings that only gained power from the growth of a particular occurrence. Like war. And peace. Then finally would be the Sired gods. The ones born from the created gods. Unlike the first two, their authority would only be a segment of what their parents were. In some cases, they would have two authorities both weaker separately.

Right now though I just had to make the Sentient gods. At least their seeds.

Why seeds? I realized that just like with gods and with trees something needed to be there to feed on the oxygen and the nutrients to grow. To feed on the divinity and energy to be created.

The Sentient gods needed a seed. Just like the commandments they too needed a seed to be fed.

Twelve seeds appeared in front of me. Each brimming with a different element and energy. From the flames of Velces to the aqua of Hanare, the chaos void of Pyrkam, and so on.

Each a chance of a sentient god appearing. I weaved several divine rules into their core before setting each of them loose.

I watched as the seeds each faded into reality. Waiting patiently for their birth.

I could feel the change in the air. It was exhilarating.

Finally, now all that was left was pushing things ahead.

'If I get this done I can create the other world shells and then scour the multiverse for hints of those symbols.' I reasoned. By setting up everything now all that would be left was to set the rules and then leave it to Gerasmine to oversee.

I pulled up my creation panel and slid it to the end. My eyes flashed over all the creations and race designs I had made. From commonly known ones to personal patents.

Nothing was left out.

"MASS CREATE".

The one world created a suction that pulled divinity in droves out of me as all at once every last race in my panel churned into existence as seeds.

Merrenok was about to get a boost in population.