In my room, I think.

  I think about many, many things.

  Mostly contemplations about life, the meaning of it, among other things.

  All very philosophical stuff.

  I mostly am just still bored.

  And also debating with myself, what am I doing?

  Sticking people in weird trippy cities, is that so bad?

  Probably, but I’ll almost certainly continue.

  Or, I could stick them on my planet.

  That could be fun!

  I could have a massive scavenger hunt for something.

  Oh!

  A wish!

  I could grant a wish again!

  That is so fun!

  But, like my worries before, what if they wish for something unreasonable?

  Like my death or Serne’s death?

  I could call it a pseudo-wish!

  Yes, perfect!

  I could say it is able to grant great power, and do many things!

  Maybe not specifying that it is a wish, thereby making it seem more magical.

  Although, maybe I should recombine with the me that’s working on the planet?

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  Yes, that way I’ll know what’s going on.

  I quickly move myself to the planet, and find a few strange animals.

  There’s around 40 types I think?

  Anyway I-the animals are a little bit too in sync.

  Looking at the me’s, it feels like I had to train them to stop syncing to an extreme extent.

  Like learning how to make your hands turn in opposite directions.

  I “see” the piece of me that’s sort of spread out everywhere.

  I recombine with myself, and the 2 me’s quickly sync up.

  It’s a weird feeling, almost like the feeling of remembering something you forgot before, it’s a bit exhilarating and very very nice.

  Being more whole is so nice.

  The planets speed is very very slow.

  At this rate, it’ll probably be months before this world is ready!

  That can’t do!

  People will figure me out by then, and Serne would probably have to run away again from people.

  Hmm…

  Maybe I’ll get Serne’s opinion again?

  Actually, how could he help with this?

  He has no experience with splitting himself in pieces to make many plants and animals!

  I wish I had more time so that I could have done this long ago.

  Actually, like many other things, why can’t I?

  I did it in my city, why can’t I just do it for this world?

  I project upon this entire planet, many years experienced here, but only a moment outside.

  It almost sounds poetic, but I did this because I didn’t want some weird confusion to affect my projection, making me do the opposite of what I want.

  Ohh!

  I could make a copy of my city while I’m at it, and pool all my mind resources together to speed things up even more!

  I quickly move all of myself outside, and grab all of my collective members consciousness.

  I move it back to this planet and find a dozen years have passed.

  I didn’t leave any of the larger parts of me here, so there wasn’t much growth.

  Well, the plants and animals have come to a stalemate.

  They don’t need to eat, so they don’t, but…

  It seems some of the me’s killed the other me’s anyway!

  There are a few corpses laying around, and the ones who killed have bigger pieces of me.

  It seems the size of the “souls” of me have grown even when not killing as well.

  Do the pieces of me’s “souls” fill out to fill as much of the being as possible? Or does time cause growth of the “soul”?

  Either way, perhaps I can fill the planet with very very minuscule parts of me, and then leave for a few moments for me, but years here?

  Well, also years for the me’s here, but you get what I mean.

  Let’s see, what’s the smallest I can separate from the rest.

  Wow.

  This is very very tiny.

  But probably good enough.

  I fill the entire planet with plants and animals, all random ones that resemble animals on earth, but many times have weird almost impossible quirks.

  There are many more things in the sky.

  Oh wait!

  There’s still no air, so how are they flying?

  I worked a little on the project, but recombined just as I was brainstorming a few things.

  I could do something like a core, but it already has one, and what if people tried to mine it because it valuable or something!

  Hmmm…

  I could make a bunch of connected roots throughout the planet.

  They could have spikes like the mushrooms, and be able to split!

  It could be like a giant fungus throughout the core of the world!

  Ahh, but mold and funguses kind of make me feel very very gross and on edge.

  I could make it out of crystals, or tough it out with a mold core.

  Hmm… or I could add extra space inside the planet so that no-one gets to the core very easily.

  I could stretch space or something, like I did with the bark!

  That would allow the air to flow out in tube, while also having a ton of air!

  Great idea.

  I could have it so that the air is under a ton of pressure too and is the right temperature to become liquid!

  Or that its very spacious in the center of the planet

  Like a pocket universe.

  But what about controlling the planet?

  I could still do the things with making microscopic things that move through the dirt!

  I could also forgo the limitations of tradition life, and make the little lifeforms very cute and surprising!

  Yes, I think I’ll do all that to make this world perfect!