The All's Price
The All's loneliness was a weight I could feel in my bones. I stood before it in the vast emptiness beyond everything, its ancient energy pulsing with a sadness that had existed for eternity. It had created the One. It had created the Primordial. It had created everything. And it had been alone the entire time. "I'll connect with you," I had said. "I'll be your connection." The All's smile had been warm, but there was something else in its energy. Something I hadn't noticed at first. A hunger. A need that went beyond simple loneliness. "James," the All said, its voice echoing through the emptiness. "I've waited so long for someone to find me. To understand me. To accept me." I moved closer, my energy reaching out to touch its presence. "I'm here now. You're not alone anymore." The Al
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