It took me roughly ten years to re-organize all of Tiphoons’ surface. I had to change the course of a few Qi Veins, however, that was much easier than forming and giving order to them for the first time.

The volcanic ashes began to settle and the magic vines and plants started to populate the planet.

There were no more naturally-formed plants or animals on Tiphoon. Only magical monsters remained, creating a mostly awful and awing scenery full of challenges, treasures and such.

With the moving of a finger, I simultaneously opened all the previously closed portals, including those who had been closed by the will of the beings inside of it.

None were beyond my reach.

And this time, even my Seal on the Immortals I decided to break, while releasing all the races and creatures all over Tiphoon.

They shall live and thrive, compete and die.

A small grim appeared on my face. This time there will be no more World Tree for them to suck as babies on their mothers’ tits.

They shall compete.

Still, unexpectedly, some fools decided to face me again.

These stupid monkeys had a billion years to reflect on their wrongdoings, still they want to face me again?!

- “DIE! MISERABLE WORM!”

- “USURPER!”

- “EMPEROR OF LIES, DISAPPEAR!”

Such stupid arrogance. Even since they started evolving into angels, the True Elves began to think higher and higher about themselves, and less and less about me.

Those fools think of themselves as the preferred children of Tiphoon, even if it gives just a little more preferential treatment to them.

Angels are the ones who devoted their bodies and souls to Tiphoon, and wait patiently for it to give them orders.

Immortals are the ones who gave up waiting and finally decided that the voices in their heads where Tiphoons’ voice - and not their egos tricking them.

I thought a billion years of confinement would show them that it is foolish to believe such a thing, but Seraphim already thought of me as nothing but another server of Tiphoon alongside them - these idiots truly think themselves to be the righteous servers of the planet, and me to be an impostor.

It seems I will have indeed to make a race disappear from the face of this world.