The moment the Weaver descended from the heavens, all conflicts came to a halt, the very concept of existence pausing in awe of the Creator's splendor.
For indeed, if the Highest Wisdom belongs to the Lord, and the Right of Annihilation to the Beast, it is the Weaver who wields supreme authority over Fate and Creation.
The Creator had appeared, his presence alone making all resistance futile. Yet as they raised their eyes to the sky, Mithras and Hadubrangr both ignored the Weaver, their attention stolen by his First Devotee, the Red God...Heruka!
"Heruka...Heruka...HE...RUKA!" Hadubrangr howled the name. But for some reason, the louder he screamed, the emptier he felt. As if the rage and hatred that should have been associated with this name...no longer existed!
And for good reasons. Hadubrangr's humanity and love for his mortal family were the foundations of his feud with the Red God.
