The ancient dragon's massive head turned to regard the tiny void dragon, and when it spoke, its voice resonated through space itself, carrying weight that made reality tremble.
"So you finally made it here."
The words carried layers of meaning Aether couldn't quite grasp, as if each syllable contained compressed information his consciousness couldn't fully unpack.
"Finally made it where? Who are you, mister big dragon?" Aether asked with innocent curiosity, tilting his small head. "And how come you came out of Aether's tummy? Did Aether eat you by accident? Aether is really sorry if that happened!"
The ancient dragon's expression remained unreadable, its stellar eyes betraying no emotion. It spoke again, but this time the words were even more cryptic.
"The cycle approaches completion. What was fragmented seeks unity. The origin remembers itself through you."
