The Grand Creator stood emotionless and mysteriously listening to all that X had on his mind and the questions that he wish to be answered. “It is not by mistake that Ner'zhul, god over death and fear, was able to intrude upon the Heaven realm.” The Grand Creator spoke again, but not with anger. “It is with this that all things have begun to end. There are secrets of this existence that are to never be known to the others or you, Apocrypha , but in your guesses you are correct. This and all other realms will and must end, as it is with all things. When I had created you, the gods over creation, time began to tick, but is was not a clock that was meant only to keep time; it has always been, from the start, counting back to this moment.” The Grand Creator looked to his servant of secrecy. “The Fallen One will mark the final decent of this time as does the fading light signal the night. He will bring upon your world a darkness like has never been seen, and will even supplant the alliances of light and dark.”

“Events are now set in motion that cannot be undone, and the use of this tomb against Darko is one such event. The timine of these events are the only things of them that are not set in law.” This was a point that the Grand Creator paused on giving it time to ring out and for X to internalize. This is why there is no book for them, and you have not known it. While It must happen there is no time they are assigned to. I can see it.” He said gazing into the prism before him to a side not visible to X. “I can see the end, what it was, what it is and what it will be. This is how it has been since…” The Grand Creator stopped. This meeting was going in a direction that it shouldn’t so He shifted focus, waving his had to resume the prism as it was.

“I assure you that, as I had created you, Immortal is what you are, death has no hourglass for gods.” The Grand Creator explained. “This however, does not mean that you cannot be slain by forces greater. If I had not wanted this, and instead created you to be without the ability to know death from another as well as time, then there would be no way for right and wrong to have meaning amongst you. What lessons, for the gods, would there be for your outbursts of anger, jealousy and… desire.” 

The Grand Creator was somewhat irked by the mentioning of the possibilities of his powers having limits, and his tone reflected this as he explained. “’Limits’ is not the right view on this.” He began. “Because I cannot stop this calamity from coming does not mark my abilities’ limit. It is, rather, designed to be this way. Set as like the words in your books; none can be erased or rewritten.” The Grand Creator had come back to his normal tone now that he had gotten this part out, and continued. “You should also be careful in wanting to be as I for your powers and knowledge comes from that which you are powerless to changes at any time without my aid. You say that my powers may have limits when yours are not but walled in words with no way out.”

“This is how it is to progress to the end.” The Grand Creator said. “That is all for now, the end will come in its time, and you will know fully the events before they transpire I assure you.” Reaching out the Grand Creator grabbed the prism in one hand and with the other he touched one of the faces. This action prompted a doorway to appear near X, it was normal to his size. “A new book is in your library with the events we talked about, not before known, recorded. My children, your brothers and sisters, will need you in the coming times” The Grand Creator tucked the Prism within his bosom and simply watched X. “The Fallen One moves and he will be cunning to divide the bonds you all have… even yours.”