To Feel Power
From the endless abyssal void that abides without the boundaries of our universe, the mad, dead and dying deities of old reside, as they slowly lose themselves to the infinite darkness. From this space, a single whisper sounded. It was in a voice that could once have boomed with such strength that it could shake the will of even the strongest of spirit, and yet now it sounded soft, frail, yet still demanding. "For good or for ill, let my final breath convey the power remaining within me to one...
Fantasy