Using Aleph to see half the world, Nameless uses his godlike powers to unfold minor, everyday life events. Well, most end in death and accidents, unfortunally people just don't want to go out and have fun anymore.
"This planet is starting to get real boring."
Having reached hundreds of millions of CENSORED, Nameless has basically build a underground society within Antarctica. Time to change that.
"Alright... Ze- KAHHDJWNEJWKFMSLKWKF"
Off. Nameless briefly looked into the universe with Aleph, in search of a reasonable place to stay. His head hurts and he feels like puking, but at least he found somewhere.
"Mars. The red planet."
Nameless flies upwards into the stratosphere to command all CENSORED in a concetrated spot. Tracing it with his fingers, Nameless perfectly splits said spot, like a chef cutting a cake. He then lifts his hands, like a puppeter, and the severed chunk of ice, a billion tons heavy, floats into the air. Weirdly enough, blood spills and falls from it like a waterfall.
"Bang."
And with those words, Nameless teleports said chunk, all the way up to Mars. A lot of strain was had to do this, so Nameless breaks into a heavy sweat. He desides to rest a bit in the blood-filled ice desert.
"...i wonder how i could call for a war."
