Suddenly, the doors to the hall swung inward, and in walked a woman clad in a long black gown, her messy black hair shimmering with countless sparkling dots, like stars scattered across the night sky.
As a side note, every one of those shining specks in her hair was an actual star.
Anyway, like all existences who had reached a sufficiently high Existence Realm, she possessed a stunning appearance, flawlessly sculpted features, and wore an expression of sheer exhaustion.
Just like her twin already seated at the table, she, Julio, the Eternal of Death and Darkness, had special eyes, a visual effect of her Conceptual Authority.
Her pupils were shaped like stars.
The moment she entered, Akasha lifted his head from the book he'd been reading and narrowed his eyes.
"You're late, Julio."
"Dude, relax. What's the big deal about being a little late? These meetings are just a formality anyway, and we're all very busy."
