The sea of Paradox had never been more resplendent.
It stretched across dimensions that defied conventional measurement. Its depths contained contradictions so profound that reality itself folded in on itself when attempting to observe them.
This was the heart of THE Loom's paradoxical domain, and it had grown stronger than ever before.
The concentrated authority here would have unmade any entity below THE Fundamental Depth of Absolute Sovereignty in an instant. Not through violence or destruction, but through the simple impossibility of existing in a space where existence itself was contradicted at every possible angle.
Toward the very depths of this impossible sea, a figure floated with absolute sovereignty.
THE Living Paradox.
His humanoid form could barely be observed through the countless flames of paradox that surrounded him.
What could be glimpsed hinted at immensity beyond comprehension.
He was currently overseeing many things.
