Somewhere Outside The Main Universe
Floating through the void of space was an entity whose very form would confuse any mortal.
He had masculine features and clear white skin—taller than most stars —and wore pristine white robes. Ten pure white feathered wings sprouted out of his back, furled to his sides.
An Archon.
Not just anyone, either.
He was the one who Orion had seen when the boy accidentally slipped into the cracks separating every reality in existence.
Before him, a black hole gradually consumed a white star. The roaring energies being released from the center bathed his skin but had zero effect.
His expression was plain.
One that belonged to a being who's seen stars die and be born so many times that seeing it again was… normal.
'... Adonais.'
The Archon paused, his face shifting with the first sign of interest since he crossed these parts of the cosmos.
