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Ten years had passed by the Galactic Union’s standards. A short time for some, a long time for others. For me, the concept of time doesn’t exist, so I can’t say if it was long or short. Regardless, many things had happened during that period.

Yujin had taken control of the Galactic Union. Those who were disgusted by the atrocities of the Lubaran elders and those who opposed the coup regime left the Union in droves. The Union’s size shrank by about 30% compared to before.

However, Yujin saw this as an opportunity. He began to provide generous support and share various technologies with those who remained in the Union. As a result, the superior technology of the Lubaran tribe and the secretive magical techniques of the Meias tribe, among others, were released en masse, rapidly raising the average capabilities of the Union’s species.

Since magic couldn’t be used without innate talent, the Meias tribe didn’t have much to say. But the Lubaran tribe, which was at the forefront of scientific advancement, strongly opposed this.

[Why should we share our technology?!]

[If everyone reaches our level, what was the point of all our hard work and research?!]

While their arguments weren’t entirely wrong, they were framed as the main culprits of the recent events. Thus, their objections were dismissed. There was no other choice.

[The quickest way to unite people is to create a common enemy.]

Moreover, if you take the enemy’s assets and distribute them to everyone, support will naturally increase.

[And when the species within the Union see rapid development, those who left will start to reconsider. ‘Should we go back?’ they’ll think.]

As Yujin spoke with a smile, Elder Jupiter nodded in admiration.

[Yujin, I knew you were formidable, but you’re even more terrifying than I thought.]

[Oh, come on, what’s so scary about this? It’s not like I wiped out an entire species or secretly conducted human experiments.]

[Hahaha….]

Wow… So, the Galactic Union has reached a new level. The elves will have to step up their game.

The elves had also undergone significant changes. The most important one: they finally met.

[Pleased to meet you. I am Lasi.]

[Oh, Lasi. Servant of the god. This too is the guidance of Rios.]

The meeting of Rodri and Lasi…!

Wow, I never thought I’d see this scene in just about ten years.

The elves had gradually expanded their territory, establishing a realm and system that was practically a nation. Most elves had been absorbed into larger factions, leaving only a few independent groups. Their numbers had dwindled to about one-hundredth of their original size.

Among them, three factions had grown and developed the fastest.

Lumolasi

Rodri’s Rios Religion

Muwan Empire

As expected, the three individuals who initially caught my eye have risen to the top three.

The elves had advanced their scientific technology to the point where they had discovered electricity and begun applying it, akin to the period of the modern industrial revolution when numerous machines were invented.

Lumolasi was preparing to transition from steam power, which used coal, to electric power, which had better transmission efficiency and versatility.

Rodri’s Rios Religion focused less on scientific technology and more on honing the power to control the Spirit of Light, granted by their god. They had developed abilities almost akin to those of wizards, using the Spirit of Light to hunt and perform tasks that were difficult for ordinary people.

Muwan Empire had rapidly advanced their weaponry. In addition to firearms, they were currently developing small steam-powered vehicles armored with heavy plating.

The front of the small steam-powered vehicle was equipped with a massive, manually operated, traditional machine gun. Impressive… and terrifying. Could Muwan end up conquering everything?

Just as I pondered this, Lasi and Rodri met. Both now leaders of groups that were practically nations, they held a very serious meeting. They discussed their perceptions of each other, their future directions, and the potential impacts they could have on one another. After extensive discussions, they reached a conclusion.

[Let’s form an alliance.]

[Let’s form an alliance.]

An alliance was formed. From the perspective of the Rios Religion, all elves were blessed by the god Rios. Increasing the number of devout followers who actively worshipped the god was a good thing. Lumolasi was well-developed and rapidly growing in population, so the influx of new believers would be swift.

From Lumolasi’s perspective, the god Rios was a benevolent deity who had bestowed knowledge and power upon them. They already praised and followed him, so a few additional rituals and prayer times wouldn’t be met with resistance. They did take some crops and meat as offerings to the god, but with an abundance of food, it wasn’t an issue. More importantly, the abilities of the Rios Religion’s followers were a significant asset to them.

They likely believed that the military strength of the Rios Religion would be useful someday. Additionally, they thought that by believing more fervently and following the Rios Religion, their own powers from the Spirit of Light would grow stronger, similar to the Rios Religion’s followers. And they weren’t wrong. It’s natural for a god to favor those who offer more.

If it were a god indifferent to such things, it might be different, but Rios seemed to absorb the energy from offerings and use it to strengthen himself. Lasi had good instincts.

Soon, Muwan would land in the northern hemisphere.

Coincidentally, Muwan was set to land on the largest continent, where Rodri and Lasi resided. Would there be war? Or would Muwan, like Rodri and Lasi, surprisingly form a friendly relationship with them? Knowing Muwan’s nature, that seemed highly unlikely.

Ah, of course, there have been many changes in my laboratory as well. The universe I’m currently observing isn’t the original universe but a perfectly replicated original clone universe. It was copied with such precision that even the positions of the quarks were identical, leaving almost no room for variables. Events and phenomena occurring in the original universe would hardly differ here. Even if minor discrepancies arose, comparing them with the original would be enjoyable later.

Anyway, this is just one aspect. My laboratory now has floating universe bubbles everywhere, much like the gap. There are about 3,000 of them. Some were created under identical conditions to serve as various control groups. Others were made with slightly different environments. That’s just the 3,000; there are others created separately.

These aren’t cloned universes but ones I created myself. Think of them as the cosmic version of an elf civilization simulation. I started creating various worlds for fun, and now there are over ten of them. Some are exact replicas of the universe I originally lived in. Others have a sci-fi vibe similar to the universe with the elves and Yujin. There are fantasy worlds where magic is as common as it is for the Meias tribe. I’ve even created a multiverse bubble where multiple universes are interconnected, resembling Norse mythology.

I thought linking entirely different universes would be challenging, but it turned out to be easier than expected. I just created an environment similar to the gap between the universes and established a connection pathway. Surprisingly, there were no issues with physical laws interfering and causing collapses.

It’s quite entertaining to occasionally peek into these created universes.

Creating worlds based on the comics and novels I read as a human and observing how they play out in reality is also possible. Although it’s been less than ten years since I created them, making them relatively undeveloped, they still offer some entertainment value.

The hunter world connected to the fantasy world has been in chaos for ten years since the gates opened. The pure fantasy world is still in its early stages, with only ten years since the Demon King appeared, so the hero’s emergence seems far off. By the way, I created this Demon King. I thought it would be better to leave the creation of the hero to the will of the universe rather than making one myself. I made the Demon King a significant enough threat to the world to warrant the rise of an adversary.

The sci-fi world isn’t like the Galactic Union; it’s more of a setting where various aliens live their lives, with different events occurring in the universe. As for the Earth I originally lived on, I created a zombie apocalypse scenario. Naturally, an enormous number of people died over the past ten years. I didn’t make it an exact replica; I just recreated the environment, so it feels different, and I don’t feel much guilt about it.

Or maybe not. Even if I had replicated my original Earth exactly, I might not have felt any guilt. Lately, it feels like my humanity is gradually fading. No, rather than fading, it feels like it was never there to begin with.

Anyway, ten years isn’t a long time in the grand scheme of the universe. There haven’t been any significant changes. In reality, I could fast-forward time if I wanted to. With a snap of my fingers, I could advance a thousand years and instantly review all the information. But that lacks a certain charm. Besides, it would leave me with nothing to do afterward. There’s nothing quite like this to pass the time.