Cinder stood in the liminal expanse—a starry, empty in-between space that separated the universes of the multiverse of Little Garden. Ahead, faint ripples marked the presence of Little Garden, a nexus where human history and information, gods, demons, and dragons throughout the multiverse gathered.
He paused. The pull of Little Garden stretched toward him, a force of its laws and structure pressing subtly against his senses. But Cinder did not hesitate. He had his universe and his pantheon.
Just as he was about to enter Around him, the liminal space shimmered and trembled. Slowly, a domain formed of its own accord, reflecting the structure of his world in miniature. Within it, the principles of division and wholeness naturally took effect: anything inside could be split, separated, or fused together according to the rules of his worldview. The cycle of creation and destruction pulsed through the domain, a living framework ready to influence reality.
Cinder recognized it: his worldview had solidified into a Pseudo Star Map Creation, granting him the power to divide and fuse anything within the domain according to the eternal cycle of flames.
He named it.
"Flaming Cycle."
The domain hummed with potential. The liminal space around him vibrated as though acknowledging its presence. His pantheon, orbiting him like a constellation of living fire, mirrored the rhythm of the Flaming Cycle.
Cinder stepped forward. Little Garden awaited.