Freedom
It had never felt so alive. Had it ever felt alive? It didn't know. The tiger bounded across the plain, its long white tail ruffled in the wind. The possibilities were endless, branching into the infinite void.
And yet, who would act on them? The gods? He had little control over that pack of mewling children. The lifeforms? Little more than amorphous blobs.
No. There were no agents of change but him and those few gods who he could recruit. He would bring about his own reality.
Quickly, he searched the threads, and saw the first step was the creation of the Weavers.
And so it began.
Actions
Create a group of demigods, preferably humanoid in shape but NOT humans with limited time manipulation ability. They will be used to aid my efforts in determining the best future to pursue. They are to be titled "the Weavers."