And shortly, the scenery shifted again.
All humans saw a beautiful heaven of nature.
And the archaic voice rang.
[ Before land had weight. Before the sea had depth. Before the will itself. There was heaven alone. ]
[ At the highest, unseen layer of this heaven, a presence quietly manifested. ]
[ Ame-No-Minakanushi, the Lord of the Center of Heaven. Formless. Silent. Unmoving. Existence aligned itself around him.]
[ Law without enforcement. Order without words. ]
[ And thus, motion began and birthed the first pair of creation. ]
Two figures stepped out together from a crack.
The first was a tall, dignified man, long dark hair tied back, wearing flowing white and blue robes edged with ceremonial patterns. A divine spear rested lightly in his hand, its blade dripping luminous droplets that vanished before touching the air.
His presence felt clean.
Authoritative.
Foundational.
