Give a Damn

Primus appeared high in the skies, facing off against a Fate Star that dwarfed him in size. To say that he was a speck of dust before it wouldn't be an exaggeration at all. The density of silvery light was so blinding that it was difficult even for him to look at it directly, and that was even after it dimmed considerably. 

Even so, he reached forward and grabbed a chain link as thick as a world. Almost the instant he did, he felt something assault his very Dao Heart. 

"Cute." He sneered to himself. "I suggest you come personally, or else I'll shatter your little contraption with a single squeeze."

"Do you think that's possible?"

A voice echoed from nowhere, and yet everywhere at once. If one didn't know better, one would think that it was the star itself that had spoken. But this was quite far from the truth. Rather, it was the owner of the chains.