#void scientist

Who… what?

Nils figures out right away that he is not dealing with a mere mortal… nor is this a creature he should trifle lightly with. Fae? Demon? Devas? Anito? Nils lowers his rifle, prompted by a hundred different fears… among them humility and reverence in addition to terror.

….Until his soul scolds him, that is.

“Stand up straight. You look like a coward. Show no fear. You speak before a being beyond your power. Dissuade his prodding, lest I do it for you. And you know what that entails…”

“Y-Yes, Odi Parush…” Nils responds to his soul and his soul only. He faces the other presence, relaxing himself to at least give a facade of nonchalance. This is, after all, unbecoming of the Vessel of the First Man.

“I have no idea what you are talking about? Who did what? Make me who I am?” He glances at the shortened match cord… sullage.

Like so long ago.

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There was a pause from the Darkner at the sound. His whole body going stiff save for a few twitches from his claws dangling by his sides.

The ringing...... The ringing...... The dammed Ringing!

He should ignore it. It never brought him anything good.....

But what if he could get more? He has the NEO suit yes but...... Could he finally get the SOUL he needs to break free of the strings? Finally be able to fly free and see HEAVEN?

For once in his life,his hands were dead still as he held the phone up to his ear. His jaw making soft cracking noises with each small shift as the voice on the other end spoke.

A twitch of a wing at the question. His chest heaving as his breathing started to increase. The grip he had on the phone was deathly tight he was shocked the object didn't break already.

He didn't know what the other had asked him to do,there was too much static on the line for the Darkner to even make it out, and yet.......

Already dead trees explode into chunks. Mountains split. Rivers spray off course and into the sky. And the sky rolls up and tears like paper as the seas fold like a book.

All while a small child witnesses the existence of a grey door. And something precious stolen away.

It screams a piercing scream that hits notes beyond mortals’ ears… and yet all can hear Its distress all at once.

“KAPAN’GIHAN!!”

From between the Rifts of reality and the deepest corners of time, space, and existence, emerges a being no mortal in the Broken World dares to speak of. A name all fear, for doing so may invoke Its presence and Undo everyone and everything around them.

But It heard Its little Sibling’s cry. And It won’t ignore It nor Its distress. Especially during a time when an entire planet’s existence is in jeopardy.

“I see what just happened, my little Bu’hay. I shall observe behind the veils of the void on your behalf. But remember that I, Primordial Chaos, am not beholden to the Laws of Man—and thus will not interfere.”

“But Nils is your child too…”