"..." The Primordial Moth was silent.
The sea of stars continued to rotate peacefully, proving that their collective existence and majesty were independent of these two entities.
"You have decided to wipe everything out?" The Primordial Moth asked. Her wings paused their flaps as she just drifted through the vacuum.
"I thought you wanted to wait until the chaos reached a certain point?" She asked. Based on how she talked with this entity, it was clear that she knew a lot of things.
"I did," The Highest Will responded in her mind, his voice sharp and slow.
"What changed?" The Primordial Moth asked.
"The universe is already as chaotic as it can get.
Currently, war rages in the Draconic Heaven and it is bound to draw more powerful creatures to it.
It will spread.
And it will be long..."
"Or is that just an excuse?" The Primordial Moth cut him off. The Highest Will didn't say anything about that.
