The endless skies of the Early Veiled Shore were painted with auroras of green, gold, and blue stretching infinitely.
They were celestial lights dancing in patterns that suggested existence itself was celebrating what was about to unfold!
Noah and Khor stood at the junction between golden sands and the obsidian-blue crystalline continent that now bore millions of singularities blooming with concentrated potential.
Each singularity pulsed with rhythmic intensity, preparing to birth entities that could potentially be the first of the many signs of a Civilization that would reshape the balance of power across Observable Existence!
In the distant skies above, Ozymandias could be seen floating grandly...his massive humanoid form shining with countless blue-gold Primus Mana Glyphs that orbited him like loyal subjects attending their sovereign.
He looked utterly dominating, an avatar of accumulated Hunger refined through systematic cultivation.
At such a time.
