Sunbursts [Святая святых и новый мир]

The sky broke down, tearing from the horizon the shapes of those monuments erected in vain.

And once again, the only inhabitant of this desolate wasteland had to withstand the punishment:

-"Lonely! Empty! Void!" 

Those where the words that came out of his throat, grinding with hate and corroding the barren surface that the monster, coming closer each step to the end of his reincarnations, was used now to call Home.

Then, from the ashes of the last star that remained, a ray of hope came out, different to every light that had insidiously shone close to the creature's opaque skin.

From it an angelic being, like the ones YHVE kept as his personal guard, descended before the monster. 

"What do you want, light being? Have you been sent put an end on me at last?" said the masked abomination, while he fellon his knees, unsure of why the holy one appeared.

-"No, damned one. I have come to save you from the true enemy. The one that sleeps inside. Forget the goddesses you idioticly worship. The treacherous Blue one, the destructive Black one and the corruptible White one. Forget as well the fake Agent, the throneless Princess, the mind bending Rider and the venomous Master of Black Seas."

"Being higher and vastly superior to them, I have come here with to bring stability and joy that this wasteland once enjoyed as your kingdom, with the first and one true goddess."

This was the introduction of the Holy One, Saåt, vicar of Order and infinite light.

 "How are you going to achieve such a stupid goal, outsider?! Are you going restart cycle of misery by taking it all back to the origin? Or willyou send me to a new horizonless frontier, where the only truth I'll find will be the end to the power conceived to me by the Mother Divine, she who parted to never return?!" He uttered, unconvinced that such a high entity had came to save him.

-"Silence! I've been sent here from the throne of this multiverse, where no being has jurisdiction but Order and Chaos. And its their will, for them and by them that me, the vicar of Order, become from this moment onwards she for who you have brought anguish and disease to all the dimensions you have vilified with your touch. I am Her, for whom you should now build a palace of marble and stone, flesh and bone, an upside down tower, for we have been conceived to and for such reason, vicar of Chaos."

 "I should not be named vicar. I am low, a mere pawn to the wills of the universe, and I only search endlessly for my Goddess, the one that vanished. I cannot be a channeler of an essence of the Multiverse, but a mere particle of dust in it." 

-"The choice of who and what you are is not yours, creature. You have been bestowed with such title and you must bear it forever. Now, let the construction begin! For we have been both chosen to keep balance in between the Multiverse. Such is the will of Order and Chaos, and such are the new words of Mother Divine, who resides inside the same paradox."