The council room of the gods was as impressive as usual. I couldn't help but feel nothing but absolute awe at the sight of it.
This was my second visit. And it was still as striking as my first.
The Weaver, the Seeker, The Pale Queen, and the Protector were in attendance.
They were listening to me.
"The Rending can take physical form." I told them. "It can speak, it can reason, it can scream, it can burn."
"Are you certain, little brother?" The Pale Queen asked.
I nodded. "Yes, ma'am. Examine my mind if you wish to find proof."
I felt three very different powers brush against the border of my mind. I showed them the battle.
"Magic doesn't work on this creature, which means it's not a thing of magic." The Protector said.
"It also appears to be the thing that ended the world in the other timeline." The Seeker said. "The very same."
