The sound that erupted from above transcended normal categories of auditory experience, carrying within it the compressed essence of impossibility being given voice and direction.
Waves of powerful Paradoxes pierced through the temporal fabric of the Folds themselves, their entrance defying every weaving of Existence!
They appeared by simply deciding that they had always been present, their arrival rewriting history to accommodate their sudden manifestation!
Their grand paradoxical entrance caused all beings…Dead and Living alike, to turn their attention skyward.
At the forefront of this impossible assembly flew a figure whose presence commanded attention through sheer magnitude of accumulated authority.
It was none other than…Diviticus.
Fucking Diviticus!
Diviticus, no longer merely Honored, but elevated to the rank of Duke!
