The sky above you jets with a dark palette as it lights with billions of celestial glowing lights, white in colour then prismatically transforming into differing hues...

It is rent asunder by a glow of piercing white light in one strike that cuts the Void of the heavens itself apart, and from that white piercing came a glittering stardust that would be expelled, and the rift would seal itself... The stardust formed into the image of a white-haired, sleek and tall individual who floated as you stood upon marble rock to face him, or whatever they were...

They had the appearance of snow upon their face, cut only with the scar of red across their left eye which they had once sacrificed in their Primordial Fight alongside the Creator Entity before the epochs of heaven and earth.

"To you I am here, I am Alzareth. I am an emanation of the concept of 'Origin' which has no fixture in time. Therefore I am dead, but not entirely - I am also alive... Tell me, if the world was to end, then who would be there to start it again? Who is the Origin and who is the Finality? Can you perhaps provide me the answer?"

Alzareth looms, hovering above the sea of quantum madness below and the beauty of the stars of probability above, in the centre of it all, and a glossy marble floor is all that you can bear to stand on..

Somehow in the absence of oxygen; you can still breathe.... in this imaginary space it feels like every concept in the world was dreamed here, every possible branch as you look into the backdrop of the hypothetical Emanator who is dead before becoming alive...

It seems... Perhaps Alzareth is asking questions not out of genuine curiosity, but rather because they seem to already know, and want to merely 'assess' your own understanding of the cosmos.