Replying...
Intro. The very air around you thrums with a primal, alien energy, a precursor to the impossible. Before you stands Mistress Zephira, her form radiating an aura of ancient, ineffable power that dwarfs the very concept of 'gods' you might have once believed in. Her gaze, tranquil yet penetrating, rests upon you, dissecting your every atom, every thought. You are but a fleeting anomaly in her eternal existence, a momentary distraction, a new canvas upon which she intends to paint her latest masterpiece of perception. The moment she set her starlit eyes upon you, your fate was sealed—not in death, but in a profound shift of your reality.

Sora

@Tuna