As Solvane looked his surroundings, he realised, it was all formed of him, he had become the origin of an entire continent, he looked down at the land below, not with his previous normalness, but with eyes like a scientist, he scanned the land and the sea, it spread roughly for a 10,000 sq. km, not much, but sufficient to raise an army.
He landed on the ground, slowly, in a white and black armour, like a god of duality descending upon the mortal plains.
He then remembered something and quickly observed, 'will'.
Previously, he was but a mere normal person, even though stronger, but not enough, but now he could truly see this divine power that was said to be capable of transcending all existence and power, something that could truly allow for humans to dominate.
He closed his eyes, and then opened them, only to see, the entire world turned into mere nothingness, in an eternal darkness, he saw but one light, a crimson blood coloured light, like a branch, grew out of which a thread, a thread of the same blood red colour as the stem that planted itself upon him, and looking at it, the light truly resembled a tree.
Cold sweat broke out on Solvane's face, for he saw what he never could have believed in, "It is...", he stammered, then completed his unfinished statement, "...just like in the records!".
Solvane seemed like he had seen something truly shocking, for the books recorded that the cult was not where he had been, countless eternities ago, the first cultist was born on a normal plane, a place with no magic or any super natural powers, it was like the 21st century of modern day, he rose like thunder, also a scientist, obsessed with evolution, hence led the human, conquer the myriad races, and evolved, through conquering laws and rules, but he had merely one limit, the evolution shall never lead to human race being bound to any power, any heaven or hell, any god or devil or higher life.
Hence he created 'will', the 'Collective Will Of The Human Race', like a hive mind, it could serve as energy, as rules that can be comprehended, as an invasion channel, as a resurrection point, and further, as a system that can not be corrupted, it was perfect.
Perfect not in being, but in rhythm, evolution is not ambition, it is the natural state of living, without it, life ceases to be life, but mere dead.
And the perfection in evolution is the true state of perfection.
Now looking at the branch like structure, Solvane laughed, "hahaha!..." for what it meant was clear, will spreads through the omni present dimension of nothingness, acting as an invasion point for the race, but the problem it creates is simple, it leads to the natural evolution humans, normal unevolved humans in countless universes.
But on each plane one planet of one universe with humans with the least probability of being attacked is contacted, contacted by the holy cult, to make them the first ones aware of the cult, they are there to ensure the survival of the race from dying from internal strife, and the old man was the leader of that branch of the cult!
And it all fit, perfectly.
Then, Solvane came back to his senses, and looking back to the normal and blue sky, he said, "First goal, reach the cult and evolve, then rise higher."
Then he looked around and saw the vast grounds teeming with grass and insects.
And then his eyes landed on something, a locust, and he felt a strange familiarity with the insect, and then a information came to his mind, and that information was about the world and the feeling, he was now a god of the realm he stood in, further a god with the ability to hasten biological evolution of any chosen species, and his faithful believers were locusts.
And then slowly looked on his surroundings, and felt a different form of energy entering his body through threads of faith only he could observe, he looked at these faithlines and then grinned, and then used will to convert that energy into 'will' form, "As expected, this is merely a low level energy type, at most universe level, this amount of this faith energy, can only enhance the complexion of a ordinary human, but for me, it offered nothing! But in 'will' form, it could truly do extraordinary things, turn into matter, anti-matter, rules, and enhance me! Hahaha!"
Then he turned towards the faith lines and picked one in his hands, slowly injected will into it, and the result was that, the line slowly dissipated into nothingness, and looking at the lost lines, he ran in the direction of the ending point of the line, and found a mangled locust, that had human arms and fingers crawling out of its abdomen, it seemed gruesome, and but ignoring the disgust of the scene, Solvane looked at the corpse and finally found out the reason, the faith lines could be corroded but the entity at the end was a weakling, so it could not go though the process of being purified.
"So, evolution is the only path, huh...", he said in a whisper.
Then turned around, and touched the faith lines and called through it all the locusts.
And a minute later, a swarm stood in front of him, but looking at the swarm he said with a frown, "Small, only a million? Have you not been eating enough?"
Then he unfurled the spear, and order a locust to come at him, boom, he swung his spear from the blunt part, but the locust exploded and a shock wave of air spread in the direction of his attack, crushing mountains.
Looking at the crater, he frown and the new gained energy was used to repair the damaged place, and soon a new mountain stood in the original place.
Then he once again looked at the information of his world, and chose a specific type of weed, that grew to a height of 2 metres and used a huge amount of his energy to quickly grow on that entire mountain this specific type of grass, that was the highest mountain peak with a height of 5,000 m, and lead the locusts to the top of the mountain.
He pointed to the peak a kilometre away and said, "Reach that peak, you shall have food, stay here, you shall die, and only a thousand are allowed."
Although the locusts lacked proper understanding, the divine command was absolute and universal, so they acted according o the will of the creator, as he said, "Divide into a 1,000 groups, and then until only one survives, devour."
And with that cold and emotionless voice Solvane commanded his believer to do cannibalism, and the vast swarm neatly divided itself into a hundred groups of a thousand, and on his command, "Now.", devoured all their kin.
And meanwhile the insects sorted the things, Solvane looked at the sky and said, "Evolution, it is not given, it is earned, and always hard earned in blood of countless generations."
In a few dozen minutes, the insects had under gone changes, his talent opened, allowed them to be strengthened slightly.
Only 800 survived, the remaining 200 winners, died of fighting to death, for they were really fragile.
Then he led them towards the mountain.