Across the Megalos Beyond.
Regions of unfathomable distance and power waded across.
Myriads of tentacles seethed with ever confounding brilliance.
In yet another region of such a place, a mass of obsidian tentacles by the millions seethed as they were very familiar.
They were the tentacles of none other than the banished Outerversal Morphon Ginnungagap who had one of his most prized Delegatus lost due to a sudden unraveling of his existence that caused his power to leak out as he sought to use the opportunity to do something bold.
Something only possible with a few of his Delegatus that he had raised to a high level of power!
But it was all for naught.
His Delegatus was wasted while his entry was stopped before making significant gains.
At times like these, it wanted significant gains.
It-
|The Sign!|
…!
Its countless mass of tentacles wriggled and arose.
