The ten gods sat in their high seats, silent and still, like statues. In this heavy silence, an inexplicable tension hung in the air, elusive and unidentifiable.
It felt as though this strained stillness had endured for a decade when, suddenly, a brilliant light illuminated the center of the room, engulfing everything in its radiance.
The light resembled a sun—dazzling and white—radiating an intense heat so oppressive it seemed capable of melting everything within moments. But just as the gods began to feel its fiery wrath, the heat vanished, replaced by an unnatural cold that seeped into the marrow of existence.
The air crystallized, the surroundings began to freeze, and the frost spread swiftly, painting the world in icy stillness. Then, in another instant, the phenomenon shifted again. A crushing gravitational force emanated from the light, pulling everything and everyone toward its core.
