On the world below, there is a continent far away from all the rest, tucked down in the southern corner almost out of sight. While its shape is unique, with two horns at the top and a dent at the bottom, it somehow lacks a certain dignity. Something about it just gives the impression that it would make a good biscuit shape.

It's a bit of a hellhole, even today. The western side is extremely flat, which means the oceanic winds blow in huge amounts of sea salt that scatters all over the plains. This contributes to a vast, barren salt flat that dominates the vast majority of the continent until you finally, *finally* get to a sad and dinky little mountain range all the way on the east side where some greenery finally jams itself. 

It is isolated, unique, and barren. The Goddess of Death decides to ruin it first.

She draws a ring around it in yellow and begins to work the strings of a curse. Razorwire grasses spread across the desolate continent, turning it a terrible green, then it is burned black with fires and buried white by vast migrating herds of rabbits. Tidal waves of desolation pass over the landscape, east to west, west to east; the rabbits are replaced by snakes, the snakes by foxes, the foxes by wild dogs, the wild dogs by barely rehabilitated dinosaurs, the emus by actual dinosaurs. It hadn't exactly been a hospitable continent beforehand but now it is a weapons lab, generating greater and more terrible animal life with each pass of the Goddess' hands. 

None of these are satisfying to her; they give too much to the environment and so recreate the designs of terrestrial evolutions past. This divinity is not from this world; she is an outside context problem, a technological terraforming goddess, seeking to build a world more pleasing to the species that created her. Her curse becomes more elaborate; engineered extinction events that themselves alter environmental conditions, just as the first great bloom of algae created a vast amount of toxic oxygen that wiped out the species that had created it. When she has the balance right, when she has created conditions that will satisfy the Burrowers who launched her to terraform their home to better fit what they had become, she will turn her attention from unfortunate Australia to the rest of the world.