Emma stepped through the grand, ethereal door.
The moment she crossed the threshold, the world around her dissolved into an ever-shifting tapestry of events and time.
And even for her, a True God, it was overwhelming.
Timelines stretched out in every direction like infinite threads of glowing silver and gold, overlapping, branching, and intertwining in a chaotic yet beautiful symphony.
Battles raged across ancient battlefields, civilizations rose and fell in the blink of an eye, lovers met and parted, heroes were born and died, entire realities flickered into existence and faded into legend.
The sheer volume of information assaulted her senses.
The sights blurred together in a dizzying kaleidoscope — the flash of swords, the roar of crowds, the quiet hush of lovers' breaths.
"This.... it's too much for even me?" She muttered as she still tried to take it all in at once.
