The two starred at each other, both on opposite sides of a great chasm so deep that not even the sounds of crumbling boulders could be heard hitting the bottom of its vacuous void, this chasm was known by two names for most of its existence depending on which side the observer stood, one side called: the start of the new world and the other simply know as: the end.

  Neither of the names really encapsulated the full unknowable scale of this grand split in the earth, they were mealy meant to name the impossible power that caused its sudden appearance, power that likely belonged to one or both of the two women who were now glaring at each other with stares that could even sunder the very air between them, a threatening aura radiating between them scarier than any blade, poison or spell.

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  Who are these two beings locked in a silent war above the ravine that swallows even secrets?

  What drew them here for their conflict?

  Was it the abyss itself that planned this fated battle?