An average Primordial would not be able to feel or even detect this presence, because it was subtle, there was this lack in Existence that arose when this presence was around that few could be able to detect.
This was End, and it was not a being, or an entity, but the ultimate cessation incarnate.
Existence was expanding, but Limbo was shrinking, and that caused the essence of End to become incredibly concentrated. This process began a hundred million years ago with the creation of the Origin Realms, and now it had crossed a certain threshold, and End was finally able to truly manifest part of itself inside Existence.
It had no eyes to gaze, no mouth to speak, yet it communicated through the Beast's own essence, resonating in the hollows where souls once screamed.
"You gather scraps," End conveyed, its "voice" a vibration of absolute finality that made the Beast's stolen powers quiver.
