Did he want this?
Noah's firm gaze and unchanging eyes told Khor all she needed as she smiled and nodded!
Khor circled Ozymandias with the particular interest of an artist examining a canvas.
Her tiny form somehow commanded the space, making everyone else seem like observers at a ceremony they didn't fully understand.
"Creating an Inevitability," she said, her voice carrying the weight of ancient knowledge, "isn't about adding something. It's about taking everything away except the one thing that matters."
Noah watched with calm intensity, feeling through his connection to Ozymandias what was about to occur. "And what matters?"
"Hunger." The word emerged from Khor like a fundamental truth. "Everything hungers. Atoms hunger for stability. Stars hunger for fuel. Even void hungers for substance. I simply... help that hunger realize itself."
She waved her tiny hands, and Ozymandias rose into the air, his obsidian form suspended by forces that predated gravity.
