Kafka's eyes widened, his stomach dropping at the name alone. It was as if just hearing it sent a chill down his spine.
"Life...and death?" He repeated, his throat dry.
"Yes." Seraphina's tone was solemn, almost reverent. "Just as the title implies, the being who attains it would wield dominion over the cycle of all things, birth, death, rebirth."
"Not just the lives of mortals, not just the fates of stars or worlds, but the existence of the universe itself."
"If they willed it, they could erase every grain of existence with a thought...and in the same breath, create a new universe altogether."
Kafka staggered a step back, clutching his head. His breath caught, short and harsh, as if the weight of her words alone pressed down on him.
"You're...kidding. That's...that's impossible. That's crazy to even think about."
"It is real." She replied firmly. "And terrifying. Even we True Gods, who can craft suns, sculpt seas, and spin galaxies into being...we cannot do that."
