Realms of Superiority

Khel's words resonated through the cosmic expanse, their weight heavy with an arrogance that eclipsed mortal comprehension. "Creatures other than myself are fictions, very, very inferior to me, like dust to God," his voice reverberated, each syllable echoing with a resonance that bore the weight of cosmic arrogance.

Aerin, caught between awe and apprehension, felt the weight of Khel's declaration—an assertion of superiority that shattered the very foundation of mortal existence. "How can you perceive us as insignificant? We are beings with lives, emotions, and destinies," she implored, her voice a mere whisper against the cosmic force that stood before her.

Khel's response carried an air of detached certainty, an assertion born from a realm beyond mortal understanding. "Existence is a perception, mortal. Your lives, emotions, and destinies are mere shadows in the grand expanse of cosmic reality. Your limitations are palpable, bound by the constraints of your finite understanding."

The conversation teetered on the precipice of cosmic disparity—a divide between mortal insignificance and an entity that transcended the very essence of existence itself. Aerin struggled to reconcile the vast gulf between their perspectives, grappling with the notion that her reality, and that of all living beings, might be perceived as inconsequential by a force of such overwhelming magnitude.

As Khel's words lingered in the cosmic silence, Aerin found herself grappling with the existential weight of their discourse. The revelation that her existence might be but a speck in the cosmic tapestry stirred an unsettling realization—one that hinted at the vastness of the Multiverse and her infinitesimal place within its boundless expanse.