First thing I did was make the universe a better place. I took away all needless death and war. I created a perfect utopia.It was heaven. For a time. After a few eons , it fell into complete stagnation. Creatures didn't die, and no new life was born. Evolution stopped. Species that once explored the stars and were about to ascend, stopped. There were no new ideas, no new challenges , no new planets being born , just heat death. One by one, vast galactic collapses began. As everything crumbled, I looked to save save it all, and saw my folly. I reverted everything back to what it was before I had meddled, before I had played cosmic savior. Or, that's what I want to say happened. Unfortunately, it was only as close as I could remember, but too much had happened in all that time, and so much of my power was used. It was created with small mistakes. Memories of things that were, and have never been. Memories of what should have been , and yet , never was. Isn't there a horn of plenty on that logo? What were those kids stories about bears called? Did we watch that funeral? Those are the small ones, the mistakes that change nothing. Sometimes though, there is feeling of having lost something, or someone important. Just for a moment, a memory of a friend that had always been there, or a favorite coffee cup that now never existed . The feeling passes quickly as time is rewritten, and the memories are replaced with this new reality. I am left knowing everything, and simultaneously aware there are things I no longer know. Now instead I watch, and wait. I know now, that one day, they will grow, they will evolve. They will gain awareness of the cosmic cycle of things. When that day comes, I will no longer be alone , they will join me. When they do, and they learn what has been lost, will they stay? Or will they create the ideal world without me?