If I Were A Creator 7 Gehinom Mountains

I am the creator, the one who found this barren universe and bestowed it the materials and guides for life to exist. After creating my Nornir, the primordials of time, I ventured southwards on my ma.s.sive heavenly stead to find a certain mountain range. After planting the tree of worlds Yggdrasil, I decided that climbing the tree would become much of a problem in the future. Considering that climbing a tree that when grown would touch s.p.a.ce beyond the upper atmosphere would be too hard and that it would one day be overcrowded if many have mastered magic and technology to climb the tree and enter other worlds.

So, I decided to create a second site with the same purpose of allowing early off world travel. Creating a simple boring non magical world would kill the fun of becoming a creator. After all, my reason of why I like having absolute creation is because I want to create a better version of earth. Like in those futuristic science fiction tales or fantasy stories with G.o.ds and kings. However, both science fiction and fantasy would exist. I mean who doesn't want to see an archmage using an Ak47 with magic charged bullets, it'll be so cool! But anyways, it's just my idea on it and my opinion. Also, I'm the creator, if you don't like my plans, I'll simply shove you to a prison.

Oh wait! Thanks for the idea! Back to the mountain range, a t.i.tanic beast floats idly above the smaller mountains. Its snow white skin and golden patterns glistening under the radiant sun, making it shine like a G.o.d descending from the heavens. Its very breath parts the clouds and its presence gives off a divine feeling. Within a gla.s.s like dome on its back is I, the creator peering down on the mountains below. Since a year has not pa.s.sed at all, no natural weather has occured on this world. Causing only sunny and cloudy currently being the only types of weather. Using my power over creation, I focused it to create a temporary portal to one of the mountains below.

I'm having trouble creating things without visualizing with the system. So creating it out of thought is a way to train myself. If I become too dependent on the system, I can't use my powers in combat and will end up being defeated. Although I'm guessing that my power will keep me from being killed or erased, I'd rather suffer the minimum amount of pain necessary in any case. With my conscious mind I imagined a swirling purple vortex. One in front of me and one on top of a plateau below my heavenly stead. I visualized it until I can feel a soft breeze blowing towards me and a purple vortex of air before me.

"Nice, it worked." In my mind, I called out to Yam and commanded, "Yam, please wait here while I have to do something." Nodding obediently, the mosasaur replied into my mind in its ancient and benevolent voice, "As you wish Creator." I slowly walked towards the vortex and immediately emerged at the other side. I walked out of the purple vortex and is greeted by the sight of the mountain range. I stood atop a stone plateau with a smooth surface. Before me are mountains, towering over the plateau like t.i.tans sitting on their thrones. Despite their size, the plateau and the area around it is well lit. It's as if the mountain on the left had a crown of sunlight, beaming light to the smaller mountains.

I almost said a whoa, while I admired the scenery of these t.i.tanic structures. In my opinion, it lacked life and if it had plants, it would easily give off an ancient and mystic vibe. I turned around to face the top of the mountain. The mountain's top looked like an blunt sword's edge. The area where the top touches the plateau is where erosion appears most evident as many small and smooth rock structures form there, glued to the mountain, plateau and each other. On that area, I used my powers of creation and the system's visualization function to create a gate. I did say that I want to practice, but it would take too long and I might have to rebuild it over and over again if new ideas pop up in my mind.

I imagined a great metal gate standing 18 feet tall and 8 feet wide. Two metal doors with mixed cultural decorations are encased by the gate's frame. On each side of the gate are statues, one of a beautiful human woman and one of a handsome human man. On the gate's frame are inscribed earth in nine different earth languages. This gate leads to a cave within the hill that faces the basilica in rome. From there, a short pa.s.sage that leads to outside the cave is present with another metal gate of the same size. After crossing the second gate, one would find themselves inside a forest around the hill. With the visual system, I gave the gate an ability that allows it hide its presence from any ent.i.ty from earth.

Only ent.i.ties born of this world, carry a lineage from this world or have entered and stayed for at least an hour in this world can see and activate the gate. "Done, let's try it out." I touched the gate, pulses of blue light began appearing from my hand. After a moment, these pulses slithered towards the frame and entered the engravings like water to a cup. After all the engravings are filled with blue light, the same light gradually emerged from the gap between doors. I stepped back and allowed the gate to open quietly as it showed the cave and the metal door that leads outside, only fifteen yards away.

I walked through the gate, feeling the change of air from a dry and windy air to a damp air. The atmosphere also turned gloomy once I entered the cave. 'Glad that the door's still open.' If not for the light pouring forth from the gate, I would've freaked out and panicked while trying to reactivate the gate. I have an innate fear of darkness, which I've obviously tried to remove. It always ended with failure and suppression was the only method that worked. I briskly walked towards the metal door and opened it, light flooding the partially lit and damp cave. The smell of fresh air and greenery flew into my nostrils. I enjoyed the smell and the sounds of birds chirping from within the forest.

Currently, I'm within a dense section of the forest with a small clearing in front of the entrance. I am surrounded by an army of trees and a carpet of gra.s.s and shrubs. If not for the occasional sunlight within the rows of trees, I would've been almost unable to make anything out. After standing in the clearing and looking around for several minutes, I went back and returned to my world. There, I commanded my stead to bring me towards other plateaus and put empty gates, these gates will soon serve as a way to enter other worlds without having to climb the world tree. As for how they would lead to that world, I have bound each gate to the world tree and when a new world appears, a random unused gate would be used and turned into that world's gateway.

However, I only found a few hundred plateaus and because so, I only placed around two thousand gates in total. It was an exhausting process that took me a week to finish. Luckily, I get to sleep ten hours a day instead of the usual eight. People would probably call me lazy but I wanted to get more rest since I usually sleep a little too late for my liking. After all, I'm only fifteen and I need enough sleeping time to develop well. During the weak, my stead repeatedly offered help but I declined since I want everything to be in line with my vision. I placed three, five or seven gates on each plateau depending on their respective sizes.

Currently, I'm sitting on a small lake I made in between three large mountains. The lake's temperature is quite warm, functioning as my personal jacuzzi while I'm in the mountains. I made a blue beanbag under an open umbrella on the sh.o.r.e, where I'm currently relaxing on. My body melted on the beanbag, like molten metal on a cast. After a week of creating gateways, I wanted to relax and swim. Since the planet's still young, not much sand has formed yet and beaches are too small for me to actually relax on. So, I created a small lake and created sand to fill some gaps and connect the three mountains. While doing so, I could imagine the people of the future finding this spot and asking who could've built it.
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'It feels nice to troll people of the future.' I thought. I would probably see this place in the headlines one day and scientists being baffled. Since there's not enough sand and other elements that I'm probably not aware of, I'll have too wait a few hundred million years for the process to happen. So, the young earth theory would definitely not be happening here. However, I would create G.o.ds as intended so Atheism would be incredibly unpopular here and will definitely be viewed as stupid. It brings me joy to see the look of those arrogant faces when they face against the deities I created. Also, that gives me an idea.

Maybe, I can open the gates from earth to here and let me invade their world with mythical beings and G.o.ds. Or, I could bring atheists here to get wronged when they see dragons, elves and other mythical things. Nah, I don't feel like invading a harmless world. But, I can still bring people here if they wish to leave and start a new life here with 3 wishes. They'd be doing me a favor since they would save me the time of waiting for my natives to progress beyond the stone age. Also, it could create a technology difference and cause me to have my own version of atlantis or something. It'd be cool to see stone age people interact with modern or futuristic people because of this.

However, this will be for a later date. When I feel like creating more things down my list. As for now, I'll be comfortably relaxing in my beanbag with lemon tea being a sip away. After a few hours, I thought about how my stead is just floating around waiting for a command. Although I'd commend its undying loyalty, I feel guilty for not letting it rest. So, I commanded it to enter the sea and do as it wishes until I summon it for transport. Luckily, it followed the command even though I specifically said 'I command you to relax'. Maybe it just follows any command no matter what? Anyways, it's better than having a servant that begs for work and has an aversion to being relaxed. While relaxing, I imagined flowers, greenery and frost decorating the mountain range.

I'd like that a lot and I thought about possibly making that a reality. 'How about I give a name to this future paradise?' Quickly, I thought of a good name. The mountains here easily penetrate the clouds and they look like angels molded them. 'How about the name of heaven in another language? Gehinom.' I recalled the name of heaven in Judaism. I had quite an interest in G.o.d during the old testament, the days where the Israelites would view him as somekind of Supreme War G.o.d. After a few more candidates coming up in mind, I made my decision. 'Gehinom it is.' After creating a super megaphone, I spoke through it, declaring, "I name this land the Gehinom mountains. All those who reject, leave this land at once or face the creator's wrath."

On that day, the elementals and t.i.tans around the area heard the loud echoes of this declaration. They bowed to their grandfather and honored his wishes to name this land as such. The mountain t.i.tans and elementals begun decorating the land their creator had visited, they enlarged the mountains and created pathways of stone. Ocean elementals brought water and created rivers, waterfalls and snow, with the aid of frost elementals. The once rocky land has now become a wonderland of ice and water.