Reinhard found himself drifting and falling into an abyss once more.
This felt so similar, but he couldn't seem to recall.
Then light began to shine around, coming in all colors at an incredibly fast pace. Before growing righter and brighter. Until it consumed everything, and Reinhard could only make out white.
Before he then blinked and saw a familiar icy world with familiar figures.
Reinhard saw the towering giant settle into a new routine. It would create its ice structures, maintaining and expanding the frozen kingdom it was building. When weariness overtook it, it would sleep, and from its sleeping form would come the sweating that birthed new beings.
But now it was careful to ensure these births happened only here, in the safety of the cold, where the small ice-beings could survive and thrive.
