The Dark Phoenix of death was tasked with lighting the way to the dimension the departing soul would be bound to for their next life. For a human soul there were infinite paths. She had never yet lost a charge to the emptiness, the vast pool of the other entities that vied to be a God, for she was an ambassador of the only true God - one who can Create and Love. The Dark Phoenix was His channel, His connection to the earthlings, for all Dark Phoenix came from the human race in a time far into the future. All times were nothing but a vast puzzle to the only living deity, all of them important but not sequential in the way we experience them.
She appeared as human for she once was, ethereal yet almost tangible enough to feel. She radiated love, smiled and beckoned. She was quite simply the
