the benevolent hand of the creator slips through the cumulous, lightly clenched. as it gently comes to rest before me i can feel the heat of might and the cool breeze of grace.
a sigh from above, its glowing form and delicate fingers unfurl and i am nearly blinded by the sight. i wrench my eyes open against the light and it is upon me, clear as the height of day and glorious to behold...
"The wait is over! You're activated on cohost!"