The Primordial Source was an ocean of absolute law. Here, before time and space even existed, lay a realm both utterly empty and undeniably real—the cradle of all matter and the genesis of all souls.
Countless laws drifted through the void like glowing spiderwebs, scattering nebula-like brilliance through the Ethereal Conduits.
Suddenly, the depths of this ocean erupted, tearing open a swirling vortex in the Source. A shadowy fish slipped from the violent currents. To this creature, the surrounding waters felt both intensely familiar and entirely alien.
This fish was Orion.
This piscine form was a spatial technique Orion had devised himself after watching the feeding frenzies of blade-fish. In this state, he could treat any dimension as his home waters, adapting to hostile environments almost instantly.
Incredible. Orion shifted. The shadowy fish rapidly expanded, flesh and bone reforming until he stood as a towering Stoneheart titan, possessing four heads and eight arms.
