Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27049835-20180128165703/@comment-26120744-20180128170006

Considering that universes are white-hot at the beginning of their existence and filled with matter, TNK makes a beline out of there before his ship gets incinerated.

The scepter seethes with ruinous and untapped power. The power to warp reality, the power to sunder the veil between worlds, summon armies, dominate minds.... the power to be a king, perhaps even a god.

And yet Yharim could sense that this scepter was as much a slaves collar as it was a gift, for whoever was that.... entity sitting on the distant, final throne, had given it to him for a reason. With it, he would be a tyrant, a destroyer of worlds.

But even tyrants can be pawns.