Killing The Light (8)

The Celestial Creator did not even look at the dying dragon behind him, with a wave of his hands, both of his weapons vanished and he walked forward for a bit, each of his steps crossing billions of miles before he stopped and began looking at the devastation wrought on the universes around him, seemingly trying to piece together everything that had transpired, because if he was indeed the Creator of these Angels then he was partially responsible for the destruction of thousands of universes.

Even now, Rowan could not sense any presence from this Celestial Creator that he was familiar with; he seemed almost not real, and if not for his knowledge of Eva and him being a Celestial Creator, he would not have been able to understand who he was looking at. Nevertheless, that was not the primary concern. Rowan could feel something like an itch spreading throughout the length of Wormtongue, and he knew that it was the perception of this Creator touching the Source Level Treasure.