Create a planet with seas, lakes, and rivers, of magma and land of rock and obsidian.
[1] Lava, since that's what it's called when it's running in a river or filling a lake or a sea, as it turns out, is pretty hot. And rock and obsidian, which are both cooler versions of lava, aren't as long as they aren't put next to or inside of lava. The natural consequence, of course, is that the planet melts entirely. Again.
Imbue a baby of the city of the maze with immortal life, knowledge of all things magic or science, Immense strength and you get the idea basically make him/her perfect. also make all their children have half the powers he/she has and their babies a quarter then when the child is old enough tell it to unite the worlds. And root out evil
[4] Perfection is impossible in a changing system, but you do imbue an infant, a soil-hunter descendant with knowledge, power and immortality, and she even manages to make it to adulthood, whereupon you tell her to unite worlds and fight against evil - though this is a tall order, she moves to the Tunnel of Love to seek support for her first move - the impeachment of the Fourth Hero.
[4] Of course, being the perfect being she is, your blessed creature proves rather more efficient at this whole planning business than your less blessed Three Heroes and their collaborators, and soon a foolproof plan to return the City of the Maze to being a bastion of righteousness is hatched once more. It, naturally, involves misdirection and reversal of mind control. That should probably be enough.
Where the city's hustle and bustle, where the insects build there hives, Deceit, and plagues follow,
Make some plagues, block the holy light to some, showing the endowing darkness, and in general, give people a thing to fight off, but make them powerful, mostly with "Scientific" items of interest.
[6] Your plague is cryptic, ominous and incredibly deadly - all one could possibly want in a plague. It quickly ravages the population of voidlife (simply by denying them the light that feeds their bodies), and spreads to quite a few planets as well. It may or may not also be sentient. You think that it makes a great counterpart to that tree thing, certainly.
Assist, and encode arcane lore into the geography of the planet
The god does not appear to want help. Instead it appears dead set on making the same exact silly planet as last time. It works just as well as before.
Create an Escher room inside of the maze, and encourage elaborated sophisticated spiders to gather there.
[2] You do succeed in making a room, though you notice that it needs to be looked at from a very particular angle for any unusual optical properties to be discerned. A novelty location, and seemingly of little to no interest to the spiders.
GRANT MY DICE RACE SENSES
[2] Your dice can already sense their race. They are dice. This is all that matters. You cannot help but agree after they collectively roll a Visage of Unfathomable Certitude.
Turn the city of mazes into a straight path.
[6] The City in the Maze, though hardly mazelike in the first place, has now become magnitudes more mystical by your hand - though there is only one road in it, strictly speaking, it never seems to lead to the same place, and never will two people traveling on it meet one another, or indeed see any trace of other travelers. The unadorned path, such as it is, always takes one where they wish to be going in the city, and always this appears to be a straight trek along some aesthetically uninvolving corridors. It simplifies people's daily lives more than one would suspect, even if it is a bit of a pain to keep a location inconspicuous to any who truly seek it.
Bah, I need no avatar anyway. Unless my beings wish to create me one.
They do not. Unless you wish to tell them to create you one.
You suspect the cycle of passively-made requests may continue for a while here.
Personality 1: Try to fix the disorganization, by using an near instantaneous vote system.
Personality 2: Attempt to remove the ridiculous amounts of light coming from everywhere, its unneeded when we could use divine power for other things.
[4] Surprisingly, democracy appears to work, especially now that everyone's managed to vote on the new vote system without having a vote system to vote with - you don't think too hard about that one.
[6] With that done, the rest of you gleefully plunges the universe into eternal darkness, which seems to utterly fail to produce any sort of improvement. Voidlife nearly goes extinct immediately, save for the kind found next to now even dimmer stars (brown dwarfs are now a supermajority of all stars). The universe, you believe, is about to become a much cooler place in general.
i shall split my conscious once more, using a part of me to make an avatar to live amongst the voidthings
also i really need to figure out if zhiren is causing a drain on our power
[3] You create an avatar to live amongst the corpses of about 99.999% of the universe's voidlife, endowing it with a fraction of your mind.
And yes, you would say that Zhiren is causing a power drain. But then again, so are you.
Make a banquet worthy of gods in a far off location in the cosmos.
[6] You create a glorious banquet in the corners of the universe, enough to feed as many creatures as may be required, powered by your endless font of creative potential. Seeches and Kropotoko show up in avatar form, bringing blood and alcohol respectively. Also lots and lots of spiders show up, steal food and leave. No problem. There's more than enough for everyone. That is, until the Contrary Spirit shows up and turns abundance into scarcity, then leaves to do whatever it is it likes to do.
Connect The tree planet to other planets.
[1] You try to stretch out Tree even further, connecting it to all planets in the universe, only for it to convulse suddenly as light in the universe is nearly extinguished, and then to rapidly begin receding, parts starting to break off steadily.
Distribute Exotic Planets around the universe. Assuming that goes well enough, create an avatar on Tukta.
[5] You distribute planets of extraordinarily unusual conditions throughout the universe in richer quantities than one might expect, and promptly incarnate yourself on Tukta. Wonder what kind of adventure you could seek here?
Challenge the "hero" of The City of the Maze to a game of wits for command of the city. If successful, remake the Shapers anew as paragons of virtue sworn to protect the city from all external threat.
[3] He tells you to piss off through messenger in so many words, though he does also tell you that he wouldn't mind speaking with you outside of a gaming context, perhaps hash out some ideas you've got for how the city should be coming along. After all, you are a god, so your judgment should at least be listened to if not strictly put into practice unquestioned.
EAT THE TREE!
[4] Tree, in its weakened state, proves readily edible. With your momentarily assumed form of eternal consumption, you dive into it and, in the matter of a mere century, consume it all. It tastes slightly of ash, and its inside seems to be slightly hollow in places, and its sap is not as nourishing as you would have hoped.
Get the five evil heroes to worship me. Or the four that don't, anyways. The faithful one should already be doing that.
[5] You propose common ground between the five evil heroes (four immortal evil heroes, to be precise, and the descendants of the fifth that rule the City of the Dragon) - the worship of you, creator of Tukta, bringer of conflict, death and war! They see no need not to accept - even the winged hivebeast fellow, who supposes there's no reason he can't be devoted to two gods, especially if it gets him on better terms with the others. The civilizations, or at least their leaders, are brought together by their shared religion, and the Council of Five is born. The first motion, proposed by the Fourth Hero, is that somebody should probably go and kill those plotters in the Tunnel of Love, since they could potentially screw up the plan they've worked out where they wage war on one another once in a while just to keep things rolling along nicely (and to please the mighty Tuk, the Fourth Hero adds).
"Dragon Rule number 1, never touch a dragon`s stuff, especially not A GOD OF DRAGONS STUFF!"
Smite the foolish dragon for daring to suggest I don't know how to worship myself correctly.
[6] You smite the reformer, proving to its peers that you are not to be worshiped at all, and that true enlightenment necessarily must come from within. Well, that's a bunch of them who think that, anyway. The rest of the dragons seem to fall in line, or even feel vindicated by your acts.
Everyone:It feels like the creative potential of the universe has waned considerably, and that only a little is currently left, a mere fraction of the original quantity. It is almost not enough to sustain a god at all.
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