Aleph Null
Oho, a fae sings in the jungle! Interesting. Very interesting, yes.
Do they like the jungle? Or would they maybe like not-jungle? Other-jungle? Semi-jungle, perhaps?
Oh, what about arctic jungle! That'd be fun!
And so, grabbing together some land from the Web and some drifting-off chunks of the Floating Jungle, Aleph Null starts masterfully crafting a sweeping terrain across H6, holding beautiful vistas, great canyons, trees tall and thick enough to seem like mountains unto themselves, expertly woven together into a wonderful domain - and then they get bored with the whole affair, dump about a mile of snow on the place, and waltz off, assuming that it'll work out for the best. Chaos always does after all, right? Winter Jungleland! Like all the songs say, probably! (Somehow it manages to be pleasantly warm anyway.)
Anyway! Hello kitties and allies! You are all adorable and deserve something or other. How about a meeting place? This cannot possibly go wrong.
And so at E6, Aleph Null creates a bridge. Actually, they create a bunch of bridges, just kind of floating in midair. Stone bridges, wooden bridges, water bridges, giraffe bridges - actually no that one's not a bridge, it seems a giraffe just wandered here from the Savanna somehow. Oh well, he can be a bridge if he wants to be!
Anyways yes! Bunch of bridges, all kind of mashed together. They mostly connect, sort of. And you can find stuff on them! Trees can grow on bridges, right? Aleph Null thinks they told themselves that at some point, so it must be true. The Grand Bridge shall be an excellent bridge of great bridginess.
Yes. Definitely.
And then they go to sleep, even though gods probably don't sleep.