Somewhere in the cosmos. The gap of time, the speckle of enclosed realm where everything was conjoined with the universal line of different ad infinitum. Because of its creation origin, it was slightly different from the one that was attached to a divine spirit akin to a deity.
Just like a divine domain, time worked differently and its owner did prefer to use it more personally than anyone could imagine. Space was merely got tangled by any kind of mass there due to the unfathomable gravitation from all directions. This harsh environment wasn't meant for a mortal or immortal, it was meant for Gods.
Two times bigger than a solar system, the titanic humanoid entity felt a huge frustration, anger, and sadness in every fiber of its being. It then began to compress itself thousands or millions times smaller than its normal size and eventually into a being at the size of five times bigger than an average human. Immediately wrapping itself with a short cloth.
