The sky above me began to churn like a living thing, massive storm clouds gathering with unnatural speed, their edges crackling with divine lightning that made the air itself scream.
Darkness spread outward from my position like spilled ink, consuming sunlight for tens of miles in every direction as Heaven's Will focused its attention on the anomaly I'd become.
Thunder rumbled with the voice of cosmic judgment, and I could feel the weight of ancient eyes pressing down from dimensions beyond mortal comprehension.
The very fabric of reality groaned under the pressure of forces that could erase continents with a thought.
A slow smirk spread across my face as I looked up at the gathering maelstrom of divine wrath.
"Now," I said softly, my voice carrying across the dimensional barriers, "should we use it?"
