Finally we are here... at the focal point of all. We ascended the stairs suspended in air and found the plateau above filled with bones. Ancient dead littered the floor. The bones of gods, custodians of realities mingled with torch bearers that have, over countless aeons, passed the flame from one to the next. We came here by our own design? We weren’t summoned? Wading through the ivory detritus, we stood in the center and took control.

We saw it all. Every soul in all existence, every dying breath, a baby’s first cry, a plea, a prayer, a laugh. We were helpless to react... as he shattered them all.

In the symphony of insanity, infinite numbers wiped from life and death. One after other, a trillion realities consumed in a holocaust, ripped apart till there was nothing but living calm.

Silence fell upon the face of the structure. In the middle of the room, amongst the bones of dead gods, the Fright Lord knelt, embracing his child.