[b]Suddenly, the air became heavy like tons of bricks, the energy of a newcomer invading Lance's space almost immediately.[/b] [i]"I see... Art is interpretive. I must apologize... I figured I would have killed you by now. I do not wish to make you suffer."[/i] [b]This voice... The power it gave off... It was like a god talking to an ant... A chorus of screams and violent howls that emanated suffering and fear. This... This was Seth's greatest fear...[/b] [i]"Introductions aside... I can assure you I am not usually this weak. I am... Trapped you see... Split between over a dozen beings created by a small woman. At first we were separate... But I loved her... But others feared me... In time I learned acceptance wouldn't come and only she would still love me... But she too, changed... Now... I'm encased. What you are witnessing now is an eighteenth of my power..."[/i] [b]From the fog, a tall figure takes shape... Ten feet in height... Giving off the aura of something beyond comprehension.[/b] [i]"I can smell fear, hear anger, and feel despair... But alas... There is nothing for me to see... But you... You shall bare witness to my infinite being."[/i]