The two Primeval Ones looked at each other, the terror of their defeat still fresh in their glowing eyes. The larger of the two bowed its head respectfully.
"This is THE Vhelgaros," the General spoke, its voice carrying the heavy rumble of shifting tectonic plates. "It is a vast and ancient domain, filled with Primevals and True Lifeforms scattered across dozens of Observable Existences. But none of us rule it."
The second General continued, shivering slightly. "A terrifyingly powerful Primeval One stands atop this Dimension. And worse, he is married to a Descendant of THE Immense Ones. Together, they hold an absolute monopoly."
THE Creature listened. A Primeval One claiming rulership simply by holding a Descendant's hand, hoarding authority while demanding tribute from the lesser existences scattered below.
It was exactly the kind of unearned peace he despised.
"It seems... like the rulers of this Dimension need to change," THE Creature said absentmindedly.
BOOM!
