A ripple in providence spread across the human race, as the bestowal of a new attribute settled, this might not be a binding trait, but it was an attribute nonetheless.
A new force of power now accessible to the human race, born from devouring the fey race's providence.
Back on the isolated island, lost far out in the ocean, at the core of the now abyssal zone spanning the entire island and digging its claws into the ocean, as the dark tendrils of abyssal essence spread into the cold blue depths.
Right at the core of the zone, one would find an empty, grey, dead field, surrounded by a vibrant, dark cluster of green, cold wind howling down the skies as it flowed.
The air at the core was stiff, cold and dark as it washed through the frames of the only four creatures within sight.
