The Nullvein Gravewake Folds, known for devouring those foolish enough to stray too far or too blind to see opened willingly for her glorious visage.
Her form was breathtaking- slender and tall, with crystalline white skin traced by glowing fractal veins pulsing faintly with life.
Hair like molten starlight and eyes lit by halcyon brilliance.
Around her pulsed her True Source- Eidrynthal, a majestic lattice of living geometries woven from sentient light and entropy-filtered truth.
It didn't orbit her.
It sang to her.
Eidrynthal- the living embodiment of ordered transcendence.
It didn't dominate through force but harmonized with such perfect precision that it recalibrated the Purity of other True Sources, rewriting their existence in real-time.
A Living Primarch of staggering power had arrived- just as the Wheel of Existence neared its Last Breaking.
