I stood looking at the five first-generation individuals in front of me: three boys and two girls who looked at me and around us curiously, as if seeing the world for the first time. Oh, sweet summer children! (Is it even summer? I need to check ter.)

  I programmed a temporary life cycle where they change from kids to teens in one year and from teens to adults in two years, staying in that form for as long as they want to exist, occasionally looking older depending on choice, a lot like Minecraft vilges. For these five, I needed them to be kids first because I didn't want to be looking up at my own creations straight away, but I also didn't want to hinder their growth, even if it was just programs. I will change it for other generations, as my goal is to create a very human-like social order with ter generations. I was very inspired by the Asurans from Stargate in this.

  OK, keep calm; these are your kids and followers. Make a good impression. I was freaking out in my heart, but I kept a poker face and did my best impression of THE EMPEROR OF MANKIND and an OVERLORD OF THE GREAT TOMB OF NAZARICK. I was not helped by my kid body, but those guys were just born yesterday, so I think I'm fine.

  "I welcome you to the world, my creations. You have been made to build a people and govern them in your respective fields. Step forward, and I will give you names and knowledge." Internally, I was sweating bullets. I had made all of them very smart in specific fields, with university-level knowledge in all subjects, and more specific information depending on their talents that would be transferred when I gave them a name, so this was the true moment of stress.

  I was going for the primarchs of Warhammer 40K, but less crazy, hopefully without rebellions and enough family drama to fill a sitcom. I needed them to take care of actual kingdom building, as I was vastly inadequate, so I would pull a Momonga and pretend to pn everything.

  The first one stepped up nervously, looking at me. "I shall name you Roboute; you shall be my right hand to build order for your kind and our nation." He bowed and then stood to the side. His blond hair, blue eyes, and tall, thin body were the perfect look for a statesman I was going for when programming.

  I gave him knowledge of how to govern and nation-build that I had gotten from my memories and what I could piece together from my technological information.

  Next to step up was a bold little girl with red hair and big red eyes. I transferred knowledge of Starcraft's power armor and sci-fi swords, along with other tools and weapons from my technological information. Nothing too overpowered for me, but absolutely crushing for this world.

  "I shall name you Vulcan; you shall craft masterworks, build industry, and mechanics for our nation." Performing the same as her brother, she stood to the side.

  Next came a rge boy with bck hair and white eyes. He looked confident and proud. I gave him knowledge of culture, religions, and the histories of every fictional world I knew of, including my past life. "I name you Lorgar; may you make my dreams a reality and build the spirit of our nation." Bowing respectfully, he went to his siblings. The st girl, who had bck hair and eyes, was given my knowledge about magic from this world and the basics of what other worlds had to offer. Her job was to advance this field and defend against it. "I name you Morgana; may you know all mysteries and protect our nation from threats from the esoteric."

  The st kid to come was short but built like a brick. He had gold eyes and ptinum blond hair; his expression was ft as he looked at the replicator houses with disappointment. But it was to be expected, as he was given full knowledge of imperial architecture from 40K, Starcraft human architecture, and Britain/Rome from my past life. I wanted a cool sci-fi kingdom, not bnd white walls and copy-paste skyscrapers everywhere, but a gothic church on the back of a gargantuan walking murder machine.

  "I name you Rogal; you shall y the foundations of vast cities and marvels of architecture for our nation that all others will look to with envy and wonder." I turned to look at them, putting as much majesty in my short voice as I could. "The world we are on has several species; the most prominent are humans, who are technologically locked in the medieval era. I have no interest in ruling rge areas of uncivilized people; that is why I created you, the first generation of Asurans, and this set of isnds to build my personal domain. To this end, you will do what you were created for, but after that, you are free to pursue what you want. Just don't interfere with the barbarian nds; I have pns for them. Other than that, I will give you free access to the replicators and the body forging table to make more Asurans, but limit the numbers to around 100 million, as you won't die naturally (fun fact: this is less than the popution of Japan). Good luck with the endeavors I have given you; if you need anything, I will be inspecting your work when I can, so we will speak then. With that, I stepped away.