"Argh." The old, hooded woman struggled to stand up. The visions the divination pearl showed her made her weak and fragile. She crawled towards the divination pearl and looked at it.
The smooth and round pearl showed a moving image of a mist somewhere in the cosmos. Behind that mist, a black throne stood out like a sore thumb. Sitting on that throne was a figure with amethyst-colored eyes and star-shaped pupils. It was as if the entire universe was inside his eyes.
His face was covered in a similar mist that covered the surrounding environment. It was impossible to see his features. The strangest thing about 'Him' was the hair. The hair changed colors between black, blue, and purple. The color changed every second. He sported a black robe that was filled with strange, mysterious engravings.