I finally met my brother. He was as amazing as he was the first time I saw him in the Empty. For billions of years I watched, many times I tried to call out to him but I was weak. I was spread throughout the Empty in small fragments.

He might not be able to see me but I was there with him. I was happy that I could see him each and every day that I was with him. I tried my best to collect my power which was spread throughout the Empty so that I can speak with him and tell him that he is not alone that I am here with him. Before I could do anything, something happened. My brother with a loud noise was gone from the Empty. I could still sense his presence but he was not in the Empty. I was alone and despite finding my brother where he had gone. For billions of years I sensed his presence spreading and growing powerful but it was impossible for me to see him.

After waiting a billion years something happened: a rift opened through space from an unknown place, though after so many eyons I finally saw my brother magnificent as ever sitting on a dark black throne made out of my power. I was happy to finally see that my brother was using my power with his. It was time for me to meet him to see him after so much time. With all my collected power I sent a part of my consciousness through the door before it closed.

I was there with my brother, seeing him.

For watching him for thousands of years I was very disappointed he was happy without me. He created his own childrens and loved them.

I wanted the things to return to normal how they were supposed to be, me and him together after billions of years. I will take him back with me to the Empty.

I started collecting my power on the very edge of his universe. I was finally able to raise my power to his level. I made myself a body. After which it was finally time to meet him.