He appeared in a pitch-black void. Beings of cosmic scale fought before his eyes. They fought and fought. Fought against the unending swarm. An endless multitude of amorphous flesh. Morphed into tentacles, morphed into worms, morphed into bubbles, morphed into flesh, flesh and flesh. These beings came from the deep, from the depths of the cosmos, from the chambers of the chaos. They plucked out planets, They plucked out stars, They plucked out galaxies. They were...

The Nine Monarchs Beyond The Veil

“As you command, Master!” Shyreiana said, and the flesh underneath her clothes rippled. Gilded scales drilled out from within, replacing her succulent skin. Her humanoid frame elongated, hiding her ever shrinking limbs further inside as her two angelic feathery wings stretched to the horizon. Finally, two silver horns stabbed through the winds and stood tall against the heavens hanging up in the ethers. 


“She does have a name, you know,” Vincent said. 


“Shynoona?” Vincent repeated after her. 


“Not you too, Master!” Shyreiana protested inside their minds. 


“I…yes!” Shyreiana shook her colossal head and flew down towards the congregating mass of the curious adventurers bustling below. 


Just An Oversized Snake.