Existence was a terrifying, unfathomable expanse!
To forge one's own Provenance was to declare a singular truth against an existence of competing realities as one stood completely alone in the crushing dark.
A sovereign lifeform could stand alone. They could generate their own immensity and hold back the heavy, rigid laws of existence with their own two hands. This was the nature of an apex predator as it was the path of absolute, unyielding authority!
But a singular pillar had to bear the entire weight of a collapsing sky!
When Those Who Remain looked down from their pristine thrones, they searched for the solitary anomalies. They isolated them and they crushed them because a lone truth was always easier to overwrite than a woven grandeur of sovereign wills. A single light in the dark merely invited the shadows to converge upon it.
There was a profound, glorious strength in shared existence!
