"Woah!" I exclaimed.
With just a point of my hand, I was able to make a tree walk with its roots. As it walked away, the ground beneath it crumbled, and then get immediately filled up with fresh dirt. It was such a bizarre scene.
When I was satisfied, I made the tree plant itself on the ground again.
Continuing to test my powers, I made a flower bloom next. It did. I plucked it and smelled its scent. Finally, I made the water on the pond rise and form shapes. Soon, I was making fishes entirely made up of water dance into the air.
"Aren't I amazing?" I can't help but think so.
After a while, I find out that my powers don't only extend to what I can see.
"It's sweet," I said, eating the apple I produced with magic.
I only know the appearance and taste of apples, and yet I'm able to perfectly recreate it with magic.
I realized, what I can do is beyond amazing. I can certainly survive in this world on my own. Unless I get killed, I won't die of starvation or disease.
My mission in this world is to provide help and reproduce with the many races in it, but by doing that, I would certainly put myself at risk. Should my powers be exposed, I might get hunted or be forced to become a slave. I want to survive.
That's why, I decided I would limit my interaction with the outside world. I'll only help the ones I trust. And I definitely won't be chummy with anyone and get pregnant.
I don't even understand what that person was thinking, giving me such an absurd mission...
Now that I understand my powers a bit more, I decided to make better clothes by making frabric from the vines that were growing on my main tree. It turned out better than I expected, and soon, I was wearing clothes that are suitable for a fantasy world.
"Fufu! Not bad," I said as I happily twirl around.
I also thought of making a small shelter, but again, I felt that the shelter of my main tree should be enough for a Dryad like me.
Instead, I created golems.
A moment later, a pair of two-meter tall earth golems stood in front of me. I've given them life, and they're now capable of following orders. They'll serve as my protection.
"You two, I want you to protect me from perverts," I gave them my orders. "Only allow beautiful women in my oasis!" I added.
Vagrants would be attracted by my oasis, and they would certainly come. Most of them would be harmless, but some might also harbor a dangerous intent. That dangerous intent might be to breed me, so I can't allow that.
"I need to put my guard up. I know that goddess would send me perverts. She wants to repopulate this world through me after all," I frowned, biting the nail of my thumb.