Siverra stood upon a mountain of corpses with an indifferent expression on his face.
A monster that looked like a goblin walked up to Siverra. It bowed and presented a throne made of bones that was being carried up the mountain by other creatures like him.
Siverra nodded and acknowledged the throne which was placed next to him. He sat down and began to think to himself.
During this time with the help of time magic, he had established many different routes of getting stronger.
Worlds, Solar systems, Galaxies, Universes. They were all under his control at this point.
Every death, every gained experience, every prayer, every offering, every birth, every shift in energy, pollution, these things were all now sending some of their energy or soul to Siverra.
It wasn't just the people and planets that he had taken advantage of, but the sun's, stars, black holes, and worm holes. They were all sending a feedback of energy to Siverra during their lifespans.
