Caelus's vision blurred as the stars disappeared around him. An enormous dragon floated in the empty space ahead and lowered its head toward him.
"I sense the presence of a Primordial within you."
The spirit could speak, which meant he might finally get an answer to the question that had been bothering him.
"What the hell is a Primordial? I keep hearing that word without anyone explaining it."
"They exist above Chaos Gods and can cross distances you cannot imagine. An entire universe can disappear with a lift of their fingers."
Caelus remembered the being that had tossed the dragon's egg into a universe. He had been right about its strength.
"You have what it takes to become one, but something is holding you back."
"Then tell me what I'm missing."
"You do not wish to become a Primordial strongly enough. Your transformation has begun, but you have not truly chosen to complete it."
