A divine, fifth dimensional existence channels a small amount of its overwhelming power, capable of reshaping vast universes anew, into your insignificant, mortal hand. With a single sway of your finger, reality bends to your will. A mere motion of your hand renders mere mortals defenseless and trembling at the sight of the godly light that emanates from your fragile hand; hope leaving their sorry souls. The Gods themselves are not on your side. With a single imperfect movement, that very divine, otherworldly power can turn against you, causing your limbs to turn to dust, your breath to nothing, your beating heart to a stop, your life to ceasing to exist and the world forgetting your very existence.
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