A small world in the refrigerator. I became the god of that place.
Small, powerless beings threatened by monsters.
Forests and villages were developed for their prosperity.
“This frozen broccoli is the world tree?”
“Would it be okay if it rained?”
“First of all, since there is not enough sunlight, let’s make a sun rise.”
As the World Tree grew and the forest expanded, elves began to gather.
As walls were built and houses and villages were built, civilization began to grow.
The voices of believers following me are increasing day by day.
