~ A written passage found in the Archives of Shagurah, the Witness of Lies ~

  Shagurah remembers opening their eyes to the cold, pitch black blindness of space. Shagurah was born perfect, innocent, pure. Time moved on, floors rising and falling, but Shagurah stayed ever still.

  Shagurah was witness to the end of the Ahkalis, who in their folly, tried to chain fate.

  Shagurah has glanced upon the birth of The Star Kissed Bird, who in its beauty left behind embers of a lost beginning..

  Shagurah has seen worlds come and go with no care whatsoever, as all were but a fleeting moment to Shagurah.

  Shagurah has no need for anything, as Shagurah was beyond such mortal needs. No need for longing or passion or anger or even curiosity. Shagurah did not seek peace or even pain.

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  Shagurah has no need for life. At least not until Shagurah met that human.

  Through the void of what is empty, that is where Shagurah met this man. Walking through the echoes as if every single step mattered. Maybe it mattered to this human, Shagurah does not know.

  The man gazed upon Shagurah, but not with eyes covered in streaming blood, nor a look of incomprehension or even one of insanity. No… this man looked at Shagurah with….

  pity.

  “Is the view better this far out?”

  And with that, the mortal stepped and blinked away,

  The same way he came in, by simply walking.

  ~ Words hastily added onto the underside of the page~

  $/@2!fhw2-z.Our.o..I wish I never met him…