Refrigerator Creation: I Shaped the Microscopic Past

The whole text has no system, no brainless fun, no urban martial arts powers, and a slow-paced Cthulhu creation narrative. It focuses on microscopic extraordinary creatures fighting each other, and the protagonist occasionally digs holes for creation. On the first day back home, I opened the bottom drawer of the refrigerator. The pile of forgotten pieces of meat had long since rotted into a sea of ​​murky gravy. No one knew that my nightmare about microorganisms eating flesh and blood was the prologue to the creation of the world. My fear turned into the power of the corrupt pillar god in the meat juice; my thoughts became the iron law of the operation of this microcosmic world. When the first indescribable god opened its eyes in the mycelium, when the coldness quietly infected the newly born kingdom of God along the cracks, when the cries of the remaining souls faintly echoed under the ice - Only belatedly, I discovered that I had just had a nightmare, but I had created a whole new world with my own hands in an ordinary refrigerator. And I am the only creator of this world. Combining darkness + microscopic creation + imagination development flow, starting from a puddle of rotten flesh, create a desperate world in the refrigerator!