The First Creation
The world held its breath.
Not because of the darkness.
Not because of the creator.
But because something older had awakened.
Something that even the creator feared.
Isabella stood frozen, watching the shadow emerge behind the woman who had shaped the balance of the world.
For centuries, everyone had searched for the beginning.
The first king.
The first queen.
The first Gate.
The first darkness.
But they had never asked the most important question.
What came before the beginning?
The shadow continued to form.
It did not have a face.
Not yet.
It was simply a presence.
A force.
Something that made the air feel heavier.
The creator stepped backward.
"You should not exist."
The voice from the shadow answered.
"Neither should you."
The palace shook.
