~DREX~
I had been summoned. I knew it was inevitable; the Untethered would not tolerate such defiance. Standing in the great hall, I awaited their arrival. It had been a millennium since I last stood in this place. Though the surroundings remained unchanged, there was an unmistakable shift in the air, a sense of foreboding.
"Drexidus, how good of you to join us," The Eye hissed, her voice like the rustle of dead leaves.
Her pale figure emerged from the shadows, hair cascading over her face and matching her ghostly complexion. Her emerald eyes shimmered, stark against her alabaster skin. Following closely behind was The Voice, his tall, well-built frame and coal-colored skin a striking contrast to The Eye's pallor. Together, they were the mother and father of this universe, creators and destroyers in tandem, beings older than the gods of man, often mistaken for such.
"Creators," I acknowledged, bowing deeply as custom dictated.