I don't see how. I mean, you're the god of building things. If I were you, I would be building thing. Tons of things. Tons of awesome things. Marvelous erections and wondrous artifacts. Constantly, like it's nothing. Because you're Crav, and it literally is nothing to you to create items that could bring the greatest architects and engineers on the planet to tears to their abject beauty and functionality.
All other project, even those created by other gods, are like children popsicle stick houses next to you. Spectropolis? Oh, it cute, I wasn't under the impression
amateur hour had started.
Hey son, wanna' learn how ta' make witch balls?