431 SCALE (1/2)

Leaving the dungeon, Yunan took a look at the heart of the Hosana universe, Fate was slowly shifting, flow upon flow interweaving and winding about.

Inside his sea of consciousness, the fragment of Fate squirmed a little, linking Yunan to Fate, he looked inside it, only fog and clouds existed inside, it made Yunan smile, Fate was no longer written, in this universe, Destiny had no grasp on anyone.

Yunan beat his wings to arrive a few moments later at the new heaven, he chose to say very few words as goodbye, giving hugs and saying comforting words, before standing with Tasha and Death away from the family he had made along the way, he waved one last time and left a few words as Death brought the two of them along.

”Come find me, don't make me wait for too long”

Leaving those words behind was him letting his sentiments loosen a little bit, he would be so happy if his family came to find him, he would prove that things were not so lonely at the summit of power.

When he opened his eyes, a tear dropped from the corner, and before him, was a sight that he deemed to be the land he must conquer next.

Death didn't say anything before he too left to meet his Primordial, Yunan and Tasha looked for the first time at the void, universes were scattered like stars, some were clustered, some were loose and some were alone, the clustered ones were undergoing a culling, the loose ones were still maturing, the lonely ones must have been failures.

From this scale, the void looked to be endless, but Yunan knew otherwise, there was no such thing as infinity, everything must have a limit.

”So, where do we go from here, I find it a bit hard to believe, the scale of everything is just...wrong!” Tasha was looking everywhere, fair as a butterfly, a butterfly with no wind to support her or flowers to perch on.

”Find the nearest universe and feed on it, start from there, I suppose. scale is subjective to how you view it, to us the universes are enormous, to the Primordials, they are probably no bigger than dust motes, look over there, that is why they get to look down on us, because they are so fat, a universe is not enough to fill between their teeth”.

Tasha looked at where Yunan pointed, she took a moment to understand what she was looking at, and then she looked more, her breathing shorter each time, not that she was actually breathing, but the heaving chest made the undulating action nonetheless.

What Yunan pointed at could only be described as a behemoth, it was too big for any other words, scale no longer applied to it, among the sea of stars, it existed as if to ridicule creation.