Feng Chen's mind whirled with disbelief, his thoughts colliding in confusion...
The Supreme Creator stood before him, not just a being of immeasurable power but someone who looked at him as though he knew him intimately... as though their paths had been intertwined since the beginning.
His presence was like a mountain looming over the heavens, its weight pressing down on every corner of the space, distorting the air, bending the very fabric of reality.
Feng Chen's instincts screamed at him to kneel, to show reverence to this overwhelming force that radiated with authority. But he resisted.
His soul wouldn't allow it. No matter how powerful the being before him was, something inside him rebelled, something deeper than mere survival or respect.
But it wasn't just the power of the Supreme Creator that unsettled Feng Chen... it was the look in his eyes. A look that wasn't distant or indifferent, but one filled with recognition, with knowledge. The Supreme Creator knew him.
