The endless hunger. A silence that unravels creation—the abyss given will.
Infinite and radiant. Each motion is a constellation’s song, each gaze a new world.
A surge of fury. Each strike is purpose, a memory of what balance once defied.
Still and ancient. The unmoving root beneath all change, the silence beneath storms.
Sovereign of decay. Life bends to his corruption, yet within lies dark creation.
Mortal defiance. Fragile yet unbroken, humanity’s will burns brighter than chains.
