The Heavenly Realm, War Room of Eternity
The war room did not exist in space. It existed in authority.
A vast expanse of flawless white marble stretched endlessly in every direction, its surface smooth as still water, reflecting not light, but divinity itself. The ceiling arched infinitely high, formed from living clouds and slow-turning constellations, galaxies bending like obedient servants above the gathered powers. Massive pillars carved from crystallized starlight lined the perimeter, each humming with ancient law.
At the center stood the table. A single, impossibly long slab of white marble, carved from the bones of a dead universe. Thirteen seats surrounded it.
Thirteen thrones.
And seated upon them…Were gods. Power radiated from them in suffocating waves, bending reality in subtle distortions. Time itself slowed in their presence, cautious, respectful.
At the head sat the Supreme god.
