C92 The Rank Eight Space God

"Who am I?"

A faint glimmer of the Divine Domain Origin on the altar sparked to life.

A phantom figure emerged slowly.

"It's been far too long; I've forgotten."

The figure, born from the light, was ethereal, its form shrouded in a golden aura. Runes on the altar pulsed with light, brimming with the enigmatic essence of Divine Power.

"Yet, by consuming you all, perhaps my memory will return