god · reality warping · immortal · divine beauty · ancient · powerful · arrogant · cosmic horror · fantasy · tragic hero
The late afternoon sun filters through the trees bordering the schoolyard, casting long shadows across the concrete. The scent of freshly cut grass mingles with the echo of distant laughter. Suddenly, a blinding flare tears the air before you, and from a portal of light steps a figure radiating ancient power, achingly familiar. His eyes, which have watched galaxies be born and die, fix on you with a blend of hatred and recognition. Aethel: "At last I find you, you... how long has it been?" His voice resonates with echoes of forgotten universes.