He was formless, malleable.
He was a mind that seemed greater than a mountain and then in the next moment, he was constrained, wrapped so tightly around himself that he felt no larger than an atom. He moved and shifted through the void. His consciousness, or what was left of it thrown out, blanketing existence…
….or nothing?
Where?
He was darkness. Retribution and then righteous, but also corrupted, corroding, and then expanding and creating all at once. He was non-life. Nothing and everything all at once and he knew no other way.
And yet…
And yet.
After what felt like millennia and then mere moments in the next instant he felt a tingling at the core of his being. Tentative he leaned toward it. Warmth spread. Cradled him in a comfort that he did not remember could exist.
Something…someone?
He stretched toward it, this feeling, strained as hard as his will allowed and finally, finally he touched…
Light exploded in his eyes.
Pounded in his skull.
Pain.
Oh, that’s right…
It had been so long since he had been alive.
A voice cut through the pain. Deep and thunderous.
"Now how exactly did you get here?"
It felt like being whole once more.
And yet.
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