What Leonel didn't know was that this Infinity Beast was more than just tired, it was old and worn. For a creature to be so beautiful, and yet so close to the end of its lifespan, was probably something a human like Leonel who was destined to grow old and wrinkled could never truly understand.
It was tired of life, tired of existence, maybe it was fully aware of what was happening and simply couldn't be bothered to care anymore. That was all it had done in its life… care… and it cared too much.
It wasn't like the Void Beast that destroyed all things, because it was, in fact, all things. It was all Forces, all beings, and as such it understood all Forces… all beings. Its sympathy was boundless, but this was like a curse, one that ate away at its very being and suffocated it for all that it was worth.
Marred by this beauty, no one had ever seen its true self, that hidden interior awashed with darkness and suppressed by its own care and concern.
