The twenty-meter-tall golden colossus drew everyone's attention the moment it appeared.
Irregular flames enveloped the golden giant from head to toe. It did not look human. Its limbs were far thicker than a human's, and both its ankles and wrists had once been bound in chains covered with runes.
The only clothing on the golden giant was a black leather skirt covering its groin. Eight abdominal muscles ran down its belly, and golden stripes covered its massive chest. Beneath its enormous head was a small face, framed by an upturned serpent sculpture on its forehead and a long, curling beard beneath its chin. Its eyes were blood-red. Any creature it looked upon felt terror and trembling rise from the depths of its soul.
It seemed to embody the universe's deepest, most primal and purest destruction: the "nothingness" of a black hole in the void at the end of all cold, consuming and destroying all matter. It bore no malice, for it was merely the symbol of nothingness.
Did a black hole have consciousness?
No. As a celestial body, a black hole had no consciousness at all.
But that was precisely what made it the greatest source of fear.
It was the very origin of terror-impossible to communicate with, impossible to understand, impossible to describe.
Its appearance made the many allies present instinctively avert their eyes.
Even Aaron did the same.
The golden giant was the Emperor's gift to him. The Master of Mankind had once walked every land of Ancient Terra. In a tomb in ancient Egypt, the Emperor had discovered the terror brought by a supreme being humanity had encountered beyond the stars.
The Emperor had distilled that information and ultimately created a power capable of slaughtering all things-Destined Death.
Chaos had long known that the Master of Mankind