In the depths of the Great Circulation lay a unique, tiny world.
This world was different from any other place and could be said to be universally independent. However, the tiny world itself had its own sun, moon and stars. There were mountains, rivers, flowers, trees as well as animals such as birds, insects and fish.
Of course, there were residents as well, and a sizeable amount at that.
"The skies, mountains, rivers and scenery are always constant. This quiet life is really too bland for me!" the previously high and mighty God of Aristocracy said in frustration as they waved their pickaxe, hacking away at the ground as if they were engaging in battle with the wild grass. In fact, they seemed like they were cutting trees instead of trimming grass! "I hate this boring life..."
