Chapter 742: Where Did It Go Wrong

"The spatial structure of worlds is truly perplexing. Lolth, while your world’s framework has merits, I still dislike its vast emptiness… Most inhabitants couldn’t reach other cosmic realms even if they dedicated their entire lifetimes."

"Why not implement ‘passageways’ then? Interconnecting different zones… similar to my world’s wormhole systems."

"But wouldn’t excessive portals cause environmental interference and disorder?"

"Ah! Perhaps instead of complete integration, we could partition the world into distinct regions… Craft spatial barriers mimicking interworld separations – weaker versions but equally functional."

"You’re brilliant! Such methodology never occurred to me!"

"Well, I merely recalled gaming concepts from my original world… Some feature open sandboxes while others employ segmented zones…"

"Fascinating… Your world’s fictional constructs prove as instructive as its realities."

"Wait – inspiration strikes regarding our fundamental dilemma!"

"Which dilemma?"

"The ultimate enigma – crafting a perfectly harmonious world devoid of wars, conflicts, diseases, and starvation!"

"You’ve conceived a solution?"

"Naturally… Hmph! Am I not the ‘Creation Goddess’?"

"Impressive indeed… Proceed with your revelation."

"I understand your skepticism, Lolth, but hear me: Just as I forged the ‘Eternity’ mandate to grant you immortality, we could…"

"You propose… bestowing our divine authority and world-governing divinity upon mortal beings?"

"Precisely! By granting foundational cosmic powers and permissions, their needs would be fulfilled… Doesn’t your world’s philosophy call this ‘productive forces determining social relations’? Eliminate unmet desires and survival struggles, and suffering should cease."

"Part of me wants to object, yet theoretically… this holds logic. It aligns with fundamental principles."

"Moreover, by minimizing biological necessities, extending lifespans with low energy expenditure, and enhancing collective wisdom… This could truly work!"

"You sway me… But implementation seems daunting."

"What’s daunting? Our combined powers make this trivial!"

Within the primordial void now brimming with chaotic vitality, the worktable overflowed with crystallized knowledge – ancient tomes and divine prototypes. Among these rested Xiletor’s homage to classic mythology: twin orbs embodying pure Light and Darkness, manifest through her proclamation "Let there be illumination, whose reverse is shadow."

Lolth idly molded the Light into an armlet while kneading the Darkness into a canine figurine. Worldcrafting brought endless amusement, as did Xiletor’s company. Eons had flowed through this embryonic realm, yet the goddess never wearied. Her newfound status as primordial will incarnate brought less joy than the creative process itself.

Their perpetual debate – whether perfection could be woven into creation’s fabric – remained endlessly engaging. Lolth’s persistent doubts about absolute perfection only enriched their collaboration. Every moment became treasured experience…

So where had the flaw emerged?

"Uniform divinity distribution erodes individual will… We must diversify celestial mandates!"

"For intra-species variation… Let’s adapt concepts from Lolth’s fictional cultivation systems – bestowing ‘seeds’ with equal potential that develop through unique nurturing paths!"

"This also grants them extraordinary power—just like the magic from your world!"

"Test creation? Perhaps we should… Though it may seem unfair to other beings, they’ll bear risks too—we’ll balance it by entrusting them with greater responsibilities later!"

"You know that phrase…’With great power comes great responsibility!’"

"We’ll sculpt this one in your likeness—hm, I’ll name her Mahi El!"

"Not entirely similar…but charming nonetheless, with half your features."

"Since she’s modeled after you, she’ll likely be brilliant. Let her govern all ‘extraordinary forces’ in this world…magic and miracles!"

"We’ll each design half of this one…Wait! Why exaggerate the chest? Such peculiar taste!"

"Oh fine, ample bosoms do convey ‘compassion’ and ‘maternal warmth’…Let’s perform that ritual—a blood droplet from each."

"Thus she’ll command both life and—order!"

"Name her Fuen! Now you handle the final one!"

"You’re basing this on me?…Doesn’t resemble me at all! Do I truly appear so foolish?"

"Ugh, even the name’s absurd…Kululu Bobo Pudding? What possessed you, Lolth!"

"Very well, have it your way. What domain shall she oversee?"

"Records and seals? Splendid choice—suits perfectly."

"They’re magnificent! We’ve outdone ourselves, Lolth!"

"Now let them guide this world’s sapient beings and humanoid races!"

"Other creatures I’ll design using ‘fantasy’ inspirations—dragons seem dashing, no?"

So…where exactly went awry?

As time flowed, the rhythms of mountains, seas, and celestial bodies stabilized.

Simple, soulless lifeforms—plants and insects—sprang into being.

"Extraordinary power" permeated the world, joyously dubbed "magic" by Xiletor.

After shaping the three "Primordials," Lolth and Xiletor withdrew behind the veiled layers of their intricately woven realm.

The world stirred, growing ever vibrant and wondrous.

Yet…

Where precisely lies the flaw?