There was no time to breathe between endings and beginnings.
The void did not release him. Instead, it pulsed with a rhythm too vast to belong to any heart. A screen of pale light floated before him once again, letters unraveling like divine decree.
[Analyzing Race and Powers.]
[Translation into the Laws of Little Garden initiated.]
The air—if there was air—thickened. Something unseen weighed upon him, pressing until his thoughts felt brittle.
[Race: Great One.]
[Classification: Strongest Species – Divine Spirits.]
[Designation: Extracosmic Entity]
The words seared themselves into his mind. For an instant, he saw visions not his own: dreaming gods in alien skies, humanity cowering before shapes that should not exist. He understood—to be a Great One was to be outside the order of life itself.
The screen shifted.
[Power: The First Flame.]
[Translated Gift Name: Primordial Disparity.]
[Authority: Origin of Division. Governs dualities—light/dark, life/death, heat/cold. Seed of eras.]
Flame flickered in the void. Not warmth, but a memory of warmth, a light that had once birthed gods and worlds. It pressed into him, branding his essence with a crown of beginnings.
Before the echo of it faded, another decree struck.
[Power: The Frenzied Flame.]
[Translated Gift Name: Madness of Oneness.]
[Authority: End of Boundaries. Corrupts Gifts and erodes Spiritual Essences. Unifies through dissolution. Spreads madness as medium.]
Yellow fire tore through the black, violent and hungry. He saw oceans of flesh boiling into one mass, identities drowned, minds shattered in silent screams. Unlike the First Flame, this fire was not memory but hunger.
Both Gifts burned within him. They did not blend. They clashed. Division and Wholeness. Creation and Dissolution. Yet the system accepted both as if contradiction itself had been sanctified.
[Dual Authority recognized.]
[Unique Divinity manifested: Lord of Division and Wholeness.]
[Warning: Presence may destabilize local Gifts, Spiritual Essences.]
[Spiritual Essence assessed.]
[Rank: tier 3.]
[Integration complete.]
[Candidate now acknowledged by the Laws of Little Garden.]
[Transfer commencing.]
The void screamed without sound. His being unraveled, then rewove itself through layers of existence.