And just as the nine Agents were about to move forward to execute their predetermined targets, just as despair was settling over all the defenders...
HUUM!
Existence itself vibrated violently throughout this entire region of collapse.
Directly in front of The Infiniverse, a blue-gold tear opened in the fabric of reality itself.
And from it emerged a figure of unfathomable and glorious presence.
An entity adorned in an imperious blue-gold robe that seemed woven from compressed potential itself.
A spinning blue-gold crown materialized above his head, rotating slowly and radiating linguistic authority.
His entire existence appeared ethereal and untouchable, as if he existed slightly out of phase with normal reality.
His aura felt pure and true, carrying the weight of Infinite Potential waiting to be actualized.
And yet his eyes at this moment shone with terrifying concentration of defiance and glory that burned like compressed stars.
