in some long forgotten place two great seals sit, the first of the seals is immaculate, A large obtuse round plate of flat polished to a shine blood red stone, behind which the faintest sound of chittering and mad rambling would be heard if one were to strain their ears, The second is run down and crumbling, large claw marks are ingrained into it, and cracks spiderweb across the surface as some force behind it pushes ever harder to break loose, A Bestial growl booms, as a large section of the seal falls away revealing a large feline green eye.
As if in response the chittering behind the first seal increases to such a degree that it begins to vibrate, until the smallest of cracks form, finally marring a surface that has been flawless sense its creation, despite it not even being a tenth of the age of the being it contains, it has withstood attacks that could’ve shattered mountains, and rent planets in twain, but, as the cracks spiderweb, as the chittering gets louder, as the cracks get bigger, and deeper, until finally a two meter long chitinous blood red spear of a leg blasts through the focal point of the cracks, before retracting and allowing the being within to Peer out, its dull dark blue eyes searching the room beyond, before one word rasps from the mess of Mandibles it calls a mouth.
”frreee”