Raising his front legs and bringing them down harshly, the clone of the Ant God crawled his way through the narrow tunnel of the Great Gap.
He pulled himself through the jagged in-betweens of the universe, ignoring the way his sprawling mass of exoskeleton armor kept striking the ethereal and very dangerous void.
The six eyes were focused on one thing and one thing only, getting those impudent puny immortals who actually dared to challenge the gods with their actions.
The Gap was so unclear, it was hard to tell what was what here.
Was the Ant God climbing upward? Was he climbing downward? Or was he crawling horizontally?
It was not possible to know because gravity was both non-existent and present at the same time here.
The four star-sized mandibles of the Ant God kept on clashing with the spinning environment, cutting seamlessly through the void.
Nothing could stand in the way of the Ant God, absolutely nothing.
