In a realm beyond mortal comprehension, where light and darkness dance in an eternal ballet, two figures stand amidst the cosmic tapestry. The void around them pulsates with an otherworldly energy, neither warm nor cold, simply... present.
Aether, being of pure, radiant light, slowly rises to his feet. His form flickers and wavers, like a candle flame caught in a gentle breeze. Tendrils of darkness creep along the edges of his luminous body, a stark contrast to the perfect harmony of light and shadow embodied by the enigmatic figure before him.
With effort, Aether focuses his gaze, perceiving a stark divide in the space around them. To one side, an impenetrable darkness stretches into infinity; to the other, a blinding light that seems to hold secrets of its own. The boundary between these two realms is a razor-thin line, precise and unwavering.
