The Ten Thousand Origin Realms hung suspended in the center of Limbo like fragile lanterns in an endless night.
With the changes sweeping Existence, the power of Limbo had begun to contract, and at the center of it was the Origin Realms. Except for Primordials at the fourth layer of their Origin, who could barely sense this force, no others could.
And this was because Eos had been deliberately hiding the heavens from even the Primordials, because the power of End was so total and corrupting that if they came in contact with it, they would be corrupted, and chaos and destruction would spread all across his realms.
There would be no need for armies or Primordials to attack the Origin Realms, the knowledge that a sentient force of Extinction was enough to destroy all of his children, because Eos knew that End offered more than the end of all things; it gave power, but that power had a great price that could not be understood until it was too late.
