You are not god, thus your a kid living in his imaginary world, which is nothing. I walk up on you slap you up side your head, say "Stop being delussional" I walk away in front of you, I then point at you, focuses my mana into my finger then I realease it.
The blast from my finger forms to the shape of a butterfly, it swirls gracefully though the wind. then it lands on your nose. It then dissolves into your nose, I vanish from the scene. You then explode, splattering blood everywhere.