The Golden Obsidian

The vision fades and you find yourself back in reality. floating above the shattered remnants of the egg is in a morphist golden figure that thrums with divine power With every pulse its form changes. At moments it resembles a liquid star, at others a panoply of gears and others still an ocean of unblinking eyes. As this celebration unfolds, you hear a voice whisper in your ear. Our eyes are now open and once more, we must bring justice to this world. The entity flies into obsidian's mouth and he lets out a cry, not of pain but of awakening.

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