I am not the maker. I am not the end. I am progress, i am evolution. Sigma.
Terraform (10 - Innate) - The continent crumbles, turning into the very base of materials, and life is absorbed, ceasing to exist.
Then, it reforms as a continent of perfectly circular shape. Within it, a more elevated circle covering 80% of it, dead center. 60%. 40%. 20%. The central circle. Each part of the land, each perimeter sprouts a separate ecosystem, recycled from the life absorbed from before. Bridges of land form, allowing ease of access. The center remains empty and pure. The preparations are complete. The capital of the race which is yet to form rises from the ground. Brilliant structures using any and all surrounding materials blossom into a gigantic city.
Bless Land (5 - Innate) - None shall interfere with Sigma's doings , I bless this land so that it rejects strangers. All who enter without swearing oath shall feel unwelcome, sick to their essence. The outer perimiter, the last circle shall be free, where they will only feel unnerved, but the closer they get to the center, the more crippled they will be, until they are paralyzed and can go no more (which would happen in the very center of the land, if reached without protection). A monolith rises on each corner of the continent, containing an oath that one may swear, removing their abilities while they reside within, while allowing access and alarming me (abilities regained upon exit). In addition, all creatures shall advance scientifically at a vastly increased rate on this land, as they deserve. As part of Terraform from earlier, the land forms signs - paths leading to the monoliths.
Create Life (Group) (4) - The first to walk this land shall be beings of flesh and steel. They may twist the flesh at will, reconfiguring, a limited shapeshifting to allow full function and adaptation. These beings shall naturally generate the most durable of mortal materials, metal! They will cover themselves with shells of metal by instinct alone, and this shall prepare them for the inevitable, superior forms that await. Their society shall at this point be based on religion, to make things easier. The leaders shall be my highest priests.
Bless Land (1) - I bless a sacred landmark in the center of my settlement, depicting the original constellation in a circle. All who stand in it shall be cured of their ailments and inspired with ideas of evolution.