In his swirling storm of thoughts, processing the weight of cessation, Noah turned his gaze to Khor with a question that cut through layers of mystery.
"At your highest, as The First Hunger... were you at the same stage as THE Living Existences? Did you exceed Pre-Civilizational Scale of Existence?"
The question landed with weight that made even the collapsed space around them seem to lean in for the answer.
Khor smiled at it…not her usual predatory grin but something more complex, tinged with irony and loss.
She looked around at the collapse above them, at the space between Folds where normal reality had given up trying to exist, and her smile deepened.
"What do you think, Outsider?"
Noah considered this, his mind sorting through fragments of stories, myths that might be history, histories that might be myth.
