A Chronicle of Creation

(The synopsis is the same as the cover text.)

If you had an empty little universe, how would you cultivate a civilization?

From planets, moons, and stars to clusters and galaxies;

from thin interstellar matter to black holes and then quasars;

gather stars and mold celestial bodies.

Humanoid demihumans, sky-piercing Titans, and dragons with outstretched wings... Silicon-based life, mechanical planets, pure information entities, and immense nebula lifeforms would all come into being within it.

From the earliest fantasy civilizations to the technological civilizations that followed, then to digitized lifeforms and fragments of civilizations existing only within closed loops of time...

All kinds of life emerged and flourished.

“Number Seven, I want to make a star to light up Zhiyuan, but I don't have enough energy.”

Luo Huan, the Creator's lackey, a model citizen, an unofficial creation, and a human who used to work for the boss and now worked for the Creator, asked his honest, dependable partner who never cut corners.

The silver brick perched on his shoulder stretched lazily. “Just slap on a texture. Or put up a projection and call it good.”