Peel back the layers, and see what exists beneath.

"Territory games, how idiotic."

It was irksome, but some things needed to be done. The zombie horde would claim North America, the Inventor would claim Asia, and so on if the trends continued as they had. If this was the case, then Ellona would simply claim the underlying structure. If they would assume direct control, she would assume indirect.

A system on a planetary scale couldn't be applied yet, not with her current power, so she'd have to make do with creating several smaller ones to knit together. A thousand points of light scattered across the planet, pale strings of ephemeral gold tying them to one another as they sunk beneath the surface.

"All ordained by the natural order, all ordained by my natural order."