[color=a187be][center][h1]Gammaton[/h1][/center][/color][hr]
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Gammaton awoke in front of the golden gates. Here his form was less disorganized, ivory, sleeker, representative of the infallible law he desired to embody. Yet he knew not why he was here. He had been in the Administrative Hive, pondering the state of the world and writing up the laws that Lord Ferron had requested of him when the horrible ringing occurred. Each ring had sapped his strength, and he surmised that the higher powers had caught on to his schemes against them and had come to punish him for his insolence. Perhaps this was their prison for him, to seal him away for all eternity. He wondered if the others who had agreed to his Assembly were here too or if he was to suffer incarceration alone. Still, he would get no answers just standing here, staring at these gates, so he pushed forward. Hearing voices, Gammaton quickened his steps, at first happy to see Hayim, but then saddened to know that Hayim's association with Gammaton had trapped the innocent god in this realm too. But upon noticing Oao and Ral, Gammaton knew that their being here likely had nothing to do with his own schemes, as he had not yet gotten around to contacting the God of Treasures and the Goddess of Darkness.

[color=a187be]"Siblings! Though it is a great pleasure to see you all again, this is, unfortunately, no time to rejoice. I have surmised for a period of time, that greater powers exist that seek to enslave or destroy us, and I fear that this may be their doing. I am at a loss for I did not expect them to act this quickly, and I do not know what we can do to escape, unless one of you can shed light on this matter?"[/color] He looked around at the other gods, wondering if they had a solution, but the sight of the clock gate caught his eye. Though he did not understand what a clock is, he found the image, the very concept of it...beautiful.