Some things in this world were poetically referred to as a force of nature. They were powerful, uncontrollable, and more often than not disastrous. And yet, in this age of mutancy and enlightenment, there were those who could bend those natural forces to their will with almost effortless ease. Mutants could avert wildfires, conjure earthquakes, summon storms simply with a wave of their hand, if they were so blessed with such abilities. In the face of humanity's newly emerging evolution, those forces of nature could be manipulated and controlled as easily as any other force, seemingly in accordance with all of Newton's laws.

But in that realisation lay a dark truth. For all the forces of control and creation, there was a dark force, equal and opposite, whose only apparent purpose was chaos and destruction. Such things, such people were necessary to bring His plan to fruition. Such things were necessary in the grand order of things, even. Hinduism described Kali, the Destroyer, who cleared the path for the Creator. Scientists believed that before the universe's genesis, an older one had needed to collapse and be destroyed. Life was a cycle, a circle; everything had it's time and place.

When it was all complete however, and his vision had come to be, when the time of destruction had ended; when that time came, would mutants like He and she still have a place in this world, or was he building a paradise he could never inhabit?

Enough, He urged himself, His thoughts rattling around inside the helmet that shielded them from uninvited scrutiny. This is a day for anticipation, not anxiety.

Something slipped in His demeanour; a small section of the armoured personality He wore giving way to the faintest hint of what had once lain underneath. His eyes turned to Morrígan, displaying something that wasn't doubt, but that clearly lacked the burning certainty that usually endorsed His actions. The look of someone so accustomed to controlling and dictating all that the prospect of leaving a task so great in the hands of others was unnerving.

"Do you think it will work?" he asked.