THE GRAND VOID
The invitation was open, and Eos was not a person who ran away from a challenge, no matter the size of it, and he turned toward the Eternal Tower.
He had taken exactly one step when he stopped.
Eos did not stop because he was suddenly afraid of what was to come, but a small internal shift had just happened inside of him, the kind of shift a mother feels in the moment a child decides to be born. Somewhere beneath the threshold of what he would have called his core, his evolution had finished its work.
The fusion was complete.
He stood for a long moment with his foot still slightly raised, the Origin Tree rising behind him and the Tower in the distance watching, and he considered the two options before him.
