Notes from the Gods

In the vast wilderness of nothingness, the only god awakened from the silence of the void. The first glimmer of light on the fingertips, carving the heaven and earth with a single thought, condensing the first piece of land in the vast sky, falling the first drop of living water, and burying the seeds that carry thousands of unknowns. Light and darkness rotate alternately, wind and rain are born one after another, the silent soil quietly gives birth to solid stone, and a solitary bud breaks away from its established prototype and takes root and grows according to its instinct. When the second ray of life broke through the ground, the two plants looked at each other from a distance. The long bridge of soil connected each other's roots. Testing, avoidance and symbiosis were quietly taking place deep in the ground. The small, small world originally built by God is no longer completely controlled by thoughts. There is creation under the dust, creatures that no one has written down are quietly born, and tiny insect shadows shuttle between heaven and earth. The originally dead void wasteland slowly broke free from the shackles of nothingness bit by bit. Countless secret stories, unknown adventures and new variables are all hidden in this budding world.