In The Infiniverse.
The deepest recesses of The Infiniverse looked like the engine room of utter wonders.
Incandescent Wheels of Existence, massive beyond comprehension, rotated in slow, mesmerizing circular formation around the periphery of this space.
The atmosphere here was liquid authority.
Extremely high concentrations of Primus Mana flowed in endless, twisting rivers.
They twisted and turned, folding over one another to form perfect, glowing lemniscate symbols...infinity loops of blue-gold power that stretched into the distance.
At the very center of this sanctum, where the Primus Mana was so dense it felt like solid crystal, two figures stood.
One was a construct of light and logic, a being of blue-gold illusory brilliance. RUIN/EDEN. She floated with the grace of a system processing a trillion calculations per nanosecond, her form flickering with streams of data that defined the reality around them.
The other was solid and gloriously real!
The Infiniverse.
