Tsv grasped my ethereal arm, pulling me away from the dark thought-form. "We must depart," Tsv urged. "Chaos' shadows can consume all thoughts that existed in this realm."
I understood. As a consciousness, that is—a 'thought', I was naturally vulnerable to these thought-eating shadows.
We traversed the realms, leaving Chaos behind. Our destination: the Realm of Shattered Divinity. "This realm holds the fragments of gods," Tsv said, "those who cannot become divine." The landscape shattered, like broken glass. Shards of divine essence scattered everywhere.
"These fragments seek completion," Tsv explained. "They hunger to devour the Creator's creations to become whole."
I witnessed a shard of a forgotten deity, ravaging worlds for sustenance. A splinter of a fallen god, corrupting realities to feed its power. "These fragments are the Devouring Lost," Tsv said. "They would consume all to regain divinity."
Then a massive fragment, resembling a shattered statue, loomed before us. "This is Khaos'echo," Tsv whispered, "a remnant of the Primordial Void."
Khaos'echo's gaze fixed on me. and suddenly lunged towards us, however, the Feather of Eternity, gifted by Aevum, burst into radiant light. The feather's glow enveloped us and swept us away, leaving the Realm of Shattered Divinity behind.
We emerged in a new realm, bathed in soft, luminescent mist. "Welcome to the Realm of Reflection," Tsv said, "where the cosmos contemplates its own existence."