Inside the enormous temple, the thirteen children of Fate were kneeling before a throne.
Although the throne rightfully belonged to Beingore, the Goddess of Creation, its current occupant was someone far more important: their father, the All-Father himself.
Fate sat quietly upon the throne in his humanoid form, his entire body wrapped in countless colourful threads.
He possessed no conventional facial features, neither eyes, ears, nor a nose, and his body appeared to be nothing more than a humanoid figure formed from the countless threads that surrounded him.
They weren't stationary either. Countless strands extended from his body, stretching in different directions as though being pulled towards distant destinations, before eventually disappearing from sight and becoming invisible.
Despite the absence of a recognizable face, his presence alone was enough to make the thirteen gods lower their heads in reverence.
