Rowan stood in a void, surrounded by heavenly bodies made from gold, with his perception he could see vast galaxies without number, roving worlds, and whispering stars, and in the void, he could hear the whispers of the first part of his True name uttered from the mouths of countless beings whose creator had returned…
Trrshikrhl Velhyez Ywnmryr…
Desolator of Universes…
Rowan paused, peering at the immensity of his consciousness and knowing this was a fifth of his entire power, and it was dormant, yet the power contained in every speck of light could crush a thousand worlds.
This fragile mortal body he inhabited began to shiver, every cell in its body nearly rebelling against the might it was witnessing, and Rowan had to shatter all his nerve endings, leaving him paralyzed for him to just stand in place. His consciousness took over puppeteering the mortal body.
