Hades stood before the endless white void, the kaleidoscopic crystal pulsing softly in the emptiness.
It floated a few meters from him, radiating light that refracted into infinite colors, like the distilled essence of creation itself.
"This is it..."
He raised his hand, fingers outstretched, touching the edge of the crystal.
But the crystal resisted, vibrating violently, as if the universe itself refused to be touched.
Waves of distortion rippled across the void, and Hades felt like the resistance itself wasn't physical, but it was the will of reality fighting against his intrusion.
Hades frowned. "A mere crystal dare to resist me? Know your place."
Power surged from his form, black and purple flames spiraling from his body, causing the pressure to bend the light around him.
The crystal trembled, its defiance crumbling under the weight of his divine authority.
Then, with an annoyed scoff, he closed his hand, and the crystal stopped resisting.
