“My brother.”
Silence.
The words spread through existence like a ripple across an endless sea.
The Child of Balance looked at the oldest father.
“You have a brother?”
The ancient man nodded slowly.
His face had lost all color.
The warmth that had returned to his eyes moments earlier disappeared.
Only dread remained.
The First Mother stepped beside him and quietly took his hand.
He squeezed hers tightly.
For the first time in countless ages, the oldest father looked… relieved that he wasn’t facing his fear alone.
The crack above reality widened.
CRAAAAACK!
Golden lightning flashed through the endless void.
The universes shook violently.
The White Silence began to crumble again.
The Outer Realm tilted as though caught in an invisible storm.
The Devourer spread his wings aro
