Arriving in a small planet called Earth.
The all-cube was tired, allthough calling an object tired is illogical, the state of the all-cube was indeed ragged. Travelling through the void destroyed most of what it carried and all that was left were pieces, mere shards of cosmic powers and some miscellanneous objects. Despite the loss of its parts the all-cube had a mission to accomplish; to pass on the legacy of a different universe to one that is worthy.
Had the journey allowed it to keep its form, the all-cube could've passed its contents to multiple creatures, unfortunately reality was cruel and unforgiving. At present it would be more accurate to call the all-cube "pebble from space.
The planet it was in had no shortage of sentient beings, there was a huge sample size of potential candidates. The question was; how would it make itself known to these creatures without influencing their descicions?
The all-cube ran a planetary diagnosis and found the easisest answer, Video games. It was a form of entertainment designed for multiple age groups, ethnicities, and even gender.Video games were on the rise, and based on the diagnosis these games would take a huge majority of this planet's resident's time, which was extremely convenient for the all-cube.
The next steps were crucial;
First, the all-cube pieced together what was left of the legacies into a whole. Taking the eye a celestial dragon, the sun was made. The moon, a pearl from a clam of darkness. It used a creator god's power and manifested a world filled with life and different environments. Using a monster ruler's power it created the bodies of different beasts. With the blood of a ruler of death it created creatures without souls yet alive and with will. Taking a third of the creator god's power, The all-cube created another realm and filled it with the breath of fire and threw in corpses of different creatures resulting in the birth of different minerals and biomes. Using another part of the creator god's power it created the final realm, in it was the corpse of an infant nether drake.
It took the all-cube mere seconds to finish and polish the puzzle it created and soon came to the most important part, the inheritor.
The all-cube saw what arrogance did to those in power, during its creation many desired to install their consciousness inside it in hopes of surviving anniahlation. These gods claimed their divine rights and forced themselves unto those unwilling creating pain and suffering. The all-cube did not see arrogance as a good trait. A true god is not one acknowledged by himself but by others.
Desire was also crossed out by the all-cube. Desire made conscious beings move out of their morals and creed, an event it saw frequently during its creation. Naturally, it knew that desire was required for any species to move forward as a whole, but at least, it didnt want the inheritor to be one controlled by it.
There was a lot that the all-cube wanted for the inheritor, but its makers taught it that perfect things and beings are not only perfect in what they have but also in what they lack. And so requirements were made.
One should not also forget the body of the inheritor. Based on the planetary survey, no physical creature came even close to achieving the lowest threshhold for divinity.
Crafting a cosmic body was easy for the all-cube, the problem was the materials. Being a formerly perfect object, the all-cube wanted nothing short of it for the inheritor, but with what is available it can only bounce in robotic dissapointment.
As a base it had the body of a creature known as the "ahkjus", they were a species known for their ability to place anything in their person and carry its weight. What's interesting is that whatever weight they carried would not be expressed in the world unless they wanted. It is said that their alpha carried the weight of 10 galaxies and used it to defend their species.
Looking at whats left, The all-cube continoud the process. Having the body of an ahkju would mean that the inheritor would require a huge amount of energy to support it, and the humans' (they call themselves) digestive system cannot support this. The solution? it was the mouth of an eathereal beast widely known for its abilty to quickly devour anything within three bites. This beast was farmed as batteries as anything they ate could either be turned to energy or nutrients it could sustain itself or others. Unluckily, the abilty to devour anything and nutrient sharing ability was damaged with the all-cube's void journey, now it could only eat what is edible and no longer could it share nutrients.
Now the final ingredient, Power. All cosmic beings regardless of how strong or how weak had the power to create something out of nothing. The all-cube had used up the power of the creator god in it, the only thing left was the tools of a crafting god.
Crafting gods- they mined the universe, created weapons for gods, and even created realms they had no authority of. By right and ability they are the most powerful gods yet they stay humble in their little shacks crafting whatever they consider worth crafting.
It was common knowledge that crafter gods were the most versatile gods of all, which means that in theory the inheritor could grow to be more than what he is given. It did not matter that all thats left of craft god's inheritance was only a pickaxe and table, the all-cube was highly expecting of the future.
Completing its tasks, the all-cube rests in the consciousness of a dreamer, a person who would be known to make a revolutionary game of blocks, mining, and crafting.
The all-cube waits... patiently....
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"I cast my power into this box, may it find a destination its journey. Let it be a proof of our lives." - Ardhonis major god of creation
"proof of my life, I offer my body, void of my consciousness." - Celestial dragon murku
"Here, take my deceased wife's pearl. Let it be proof of my undying love for her" - Unknown
"I leave my power! sovereignty and creation of all beasts. The spirit of the wild shall live on!" - Monster ruler Ahg
"...As a ruler of death Ive never expected any of this... but I guess all life must come to an end... I lord of death, leave unto the all-cube all that I have. Let this be a lesson to those who wish to live forever...." - Cencros, minor god of death
"I leave my tools to the all-cube, should it survive the void then whosoever is worthy shall lift my weapons of craft and hold the power Ehstheavus. " - Ehstheavus, minor god of craft and magic