Nothing right now

It seems your recent tide of luck has ebbed. It was good while it lasted, but at the same time it only renewed the depression you had developed over the centuries. For just a brief moment you had a reminder of what it was like to be a GOD, not some worn shadow lurking in the corners of the aether.
You curl up in one of those corners and toy absently with the power gained from the halflings prayer. You really weren’t sure what to do with it. There were a lot of things you could think of, but you didn’t think any of them would be useful. A swarm of anything would just lead to a purge that would ultimately weaken you further. No, you needed something more focused. Something more…
You become aware of an increasing pull, shaking you out of your thoughts. It seems your turn of good luck wasn’t at an end yet.