Alex stood still, his eyes locked on the five [Creators] seated before him.
Now that the veil of darkness had been lifted, their full forms were visible for the first time.
No more shadows, no hidden glimpses.
This time, he could truly see them.
And so, he did.
From left to right, he began to observe them all carefully, taking in their appearance, presence, and the strange weight each one carried.
The first figure was familiar, seated atop a throne of cracked black obsidian, surrounded by floating, expressionless masks and a single lifeless statue of a [GBlaster] looming above like a forgotten god.
[Vexum, The Shattered One]
It was the same figure Alex had met back in the [Palace of Destiny].
Tall, hollow, and haunting, Vexum looked like something caught between life and death.
His head was shaped like a smooth white skull, a single black crack running jagged over one eye like a scar that never healed.