The Dawn

Year Zero, The Dawn

Eigengrau always enjoyed this part of the kalpa. Vordea's Great Work was still underway, so she could simply relax. Time was not yet flowing, so there was nothing to observe. She was quite intrigued that 3 Inner Gods survived this time, usually it was only 1, so she turned their attention to them.

"Sargon, Zalas, Vaust, welcome to the new kalpa." She said, smiling. "You have beat my expectations and survived until the end of time."

"Where are we right now?" Sargon asked. He looked around, but they were all floating in an inky black void.

"We are nowhere. The Great Work is quite hazardous to be around, and Vordea doesn't like to be watched." Eigengrau answered. 

"The Great Work?" Vaust asked. "What's that?"

"It is what Vordea calls the creation of the universe from the building blocks of Carcosa. It is only now, during the dawn, that she is fully on what will become the mortal plane. You are still all quite weak Gods, so to be faced with the amalgam that is Vordea's true form might be too much."