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In space, in the deep, dark, soothing silence of vast reaches of space, the eternal void sat.  It drifted along aimlessly in the vacuum, mulling over its previous encounter with humanity.  How amusing they had turned out to be, what interesting and strange ways had they developed.  Through whatever fate may have it, these ‘metahumans’ truly had surpassed the limitations of their race.  They had potential, the future of their puny civilization extended far beyond the reaches of its technological inferiority.  Truly, there was something about them that continued to gather the intrigue of the endless shadow.

And yet, in one moment, its train of thought was broken, something had disrupted the soundless vacuum, a ripple in reality caused the endless shadow to shift and fluctuate, its obsidian from flowing through the nothingness to turn its attention to the source.

An asteroid perhaps?  A comet drifting aimlessly through space?

No, nothing of the sort.  In fact it was something else entirely.  The threads of time and space moved with it, flowed through it, and it was bringing something with it.  This new entity, this visitor to its realm, it had not felt something like that in what felt like eternity.

And yet, the everlasting blackness considered this nothing more than a spec, an unusual one, but nothing more than an insect flying towards its doom.

Still, Umbraxis would be hard pressed not to give it a welcome for coming this far.  After all, who would have thought any denizen of Earth could even survive the vacuum of space?

It spoke to the intruder in its true void, its thoughts seeping into the mind, wrapping around their very soul and hearkening into the deepest depths of their consciousness.  To most mortals, it would be unbearable and incomprehensible, a tearing of the soul that would result in their very body being torn apart by the entity’s very voice.    

To the traveler, it was merely a message;  Who are you, and why do you come to me?

The message grew more clear with each passing second, the reverberations enhancing in intensity, to the point where its very words would tear a mortal body apart.  As it spoke, its form shifted and groaned, swelling and expanding to cover the stars around them. 

Who are you, and what do you bring to me?

The uttering shifted as it repeated, the sound of millions of voices combined together in one unyielding bass tone, ripping into the space all around the visitor to convey its messages.  The darkness grasped and snared, blotting out the light of the sun as it encapsulated the intruder.  The creeping shadow etched ever closer, and its words boomed through what should not even carry any sound.

Who are you, and why do you court your own annihilation?