A lightless void where my eyes could not see, a void where my body existed but did not, where my soul lay bare, witnessed only by a single being.
The source of the void, and its only inhabitant. A being I could see, albeit only from below... somehow. Veiled in obscurity unlike any other, I could not perceive his features at all. All I knew, was that he existed, and the only thing I could process was a small golden light, barely escaping his clenched fist.
An urge to kneel overtook me, but I thought.
'How must I kneel?'
For I had nobody here... I was but... I was but... a shadow, looking up at the Lord of Shadows, The Warden of the Forgotten, The Shade king, and the most elusive supreme being to exist.
Kulak, the Supreme Dragon of Shadows, the Guide after the end, and the second son of death herself.
I could see him, through my shadow, and I realized that... I could see myself. My own being, standing still over me, like a statue as the Lord merely sat on his throne.
