With Vaeloria and Nia continuing their conquest, each and every member of the Pantheon were doing things of similar nature.
At this point, they all knew it was only a matter of time now before they ascended once again, but before that they all would enjoy all these Realities had to offer.
While… destroying them.
In Reality 18 — a Mana-Eclipse Reality where beings grew stronger by eclipsing and consuming stronger natures — two Ancestors met at the highest point of their domain.
They stood atop a floating obsidian spire that pierced the perpetual twilight sky, where multiple moons hung in a slow, overlapping eclipse.
The air here was thick with the scent of something... ancient.
The First Ancestor, a tall woman with silver skin and eyes like collapsing stars, was the first to speak.
"Why is there a disturbance from the lower frameworks?" she asked, her voice carrying a calm authority.
