Provoking A Dragon

"So, there's someone out there strong enough to trigger a 'Quadraflux Ascension,'" a man mused as he hovered in the open air of the Divine Plane, unseen by its inhabitants.

His mere presence in this realm caused the space around him to crack and splinter, as if reality itself was struggling to hold together. The Divine Plane's will tirelessly worked to repair the rifts that formed, mending the fabric of space over and over. However, the strain was becoming evident, as if the very plane was growing weary from the effort.

The man watched with a calm, almost indifferent expression, aware of the chaos his existence was causing, yet completely unaffected by it. He was a being of immense power, far beyond what the Divine Plane was accustomed to, and his presence alone was enough to destabilize this sacred realm. But he remained still, as if deep in thought, pondering the significance of the powerful event he had sensed from afar.