We are accustomed to viewing existence as a reality where living beings enter from different doorways, distinct and separate from the stage beneath their feet.
Yet this... is the primary illusion. An ocean does not construct waves the way a mason builds a wall; the ocean simply waves, and in doing so, it expresses its own nature.
So it was with Those Who Remain. They were not merely builders standing outside the halls of reality, but the very impulse that caused the dark to tremble and take shape.
Among Those Who Remain, only a few distinct identities survived the erosion of ages to be remembered by name. Among these few, THE Sleepless Fiend was noted as a particularly eccentric existence.
