An enemy filled with power and waves of confidence appeared before him!
Someone that after wading through so many dredges of beings who didn't have a sufficiently complex system of Existence, he appeared like a shining beacon of light.
Zimo.
Just what were the intricacies behind his System of Existence?
He had stated that he was a Follower of the Tao of Ginnungagap- or something termed the Primordial Chaos!
"You space out at such a time, Osmont. A product of your upbringing and messy constitution of Existence. Let me give you an example of the purity of Existence in comparison to the messy products of Existence you and your people followed the path of."
HUUM!
His voice was light as around half of the Arena, dazzling white singularities had filled all space like drops of suspended rain.
At such a time, this being raised his sword above his head…and then swung down in a slow motion.
