-- Seven Witness Ragnarok --
Seven strangers gathered wasn't enough to capture the behemoth's attention, their size in no comparison to the towers he saw as foliage. Nothing above or below stopped the rampage he took through the streets, the doubts or the religious put to test as well as their faiths. The lone faith one could pursue was that in humanity, and that it would prevail this onslaught.
Twas a creature of enormous stature, rising to scrape the sky and pierce the heavens with blades of ivory. It had no view of justice or sin, only apathy and all that it could ever view as a source of life... survival. It was that which drove the beast forward, propelling it through the many built bastions for the human bugs that seemed to swat endlessly at him with pestilence. They were nothing to him, a reckoning for an age.
So he would stroll to continue through the city before, each step causing quakes that shook the crust into different angular directions. It was nothing to deem safe in this instant, the whip of the monstrosity flailing to keep its balance clear. He was here only to find a source of power, the power which tried to deter him... He must break the will of his opponents at bay.
