The Shattered Sky

A World Reborn, A Sky Broken

The sky was wrong.

Ethan stood alone at the edge of his newly created universe, golden-shadow flames flickering around him, his presence the only true constant in an existence that was still settling into place.

Above him, the heavens stretched vast and endless, but they were not the same heavens he remembered.

Where there should have been familiar constellations, there was only shifting light, colors that bled into one another like oil on water. The stars flickered uncertainly, as if they did not yet know if they should exist.

Farther in the distance, Ethan could see planets forming and unforming, caught between existence and oblivion. Some pulsed with golden energy, their surfaces rippling as though they were being rewritten over and over again. Others simply… vanished. Erased before they could ever become real.

Something was fractured.

The realization sent a cold pulse through Ethan's chest.