A Woman Who Holds Grudges

The birth of the planes took a long time, but it eventually came to an end. Submerged within, Richard who felt like a fish swimming in the sea of laws suddenly snapped out of his daze and looked all around him. The Lighthouse of Time was on a solitary piece of earth that was only a few hundred kilometres around, and while the building itself was undamaged the timeflames had been extinguished.

All around was the void, but even the stars were nowhere to be seen. This enormous sector was too far from the rest of the domain of order, such that even the closest plane’s radiance couldn’t make it here. However, he felt the laws that were familiar to him all around, making it clear that he was back home. Walking out of the Lighthouse of Time, he outlined a portal towards the calling...