Across Observable Existence.
In a region filled with multicolored flames, the visage of Anaximander was sitting in an incandescent sea of a massive Embodiment.
The sheer magnitude and concentration of Existence itself was unfathomable!
Waves of multicolored radiance lapped against his ancient form like tides of pure being. The authority of Existence pressed down from all directions, not oppressively, but with the overwhelming presence of something that simply WAS in ways that defied comprehension.
And then came a terrifying contrast.
Anaximander was not sitting alone.
His back was actually facing the back of another entity also seated down.
But the size difference alone was nearly a million times!
Anaximander appeared as nothing more than a speck against the vastness of the figure behind him. A single grain of sand resting against a mountain that stretched beyond the horizon in all directions.
It was not because the other side wanted to show off how much grander they were.
