With more spinning curls of flame spitting out across the floor, the ceiling folded in on itself and became a gigantic annulus having glowing spokes of flame, which radiated out and rushed passed me. Spidery explosions of lightning cartwheeled overhead as brilliant convolutions of color washed up and over my walls. Screws of blue fire spun by as jagged bands of pearly feathers chased after the pygmy legs that disappeared into a gaseous fog. I sensed some kind of invasion had been plunged into my present as if it were an omen.
As the icy bird things wielded scythes of fire and beat their luminous plumage feverishly within the smoky air, I steadied myself against this surge. Silhouetted against currents of throbbing light, a horde of gray ankles twisted and fled only to be consumed within a grand explosion. Finally, I witnessed the shavings of a blinding radiance, which filled my eyes as if the result of white, hot rinds being peeled from the core of God.
Then, darkness. What was this insanity? The answer came from something within me.
"This is an isolated vision of heaven gone berserk. Take it as a warning signal exposing a war between beings who hail from a displaced dimension called Abaddon and an Ultra-race labeled as the Khrng. Locked in mortal combat for millennia, these two prime spheres known as the White and the Gray fight over the whys and wherefores of man genetic dynasty. Will humans ever be able to maintain control over their own future? Or will one of these guardian forces gain the upper hand instead and dominate the universe? No one knows for sure."
The moment that eye-opening epiphany descended from on high into my life, a deep knowing burst open within me. As if breaking out of a trance, the inner knowledge menus of the Khrng awoke from their subliminal burial deep within the recesses of my mind. This reawakening inspired me to tell their story and reveal to the world all of their secret workings as well as their ongoing battle with the Angels of Abaddon.