Realm Ego's gift.

In a brightly lit room the size of a hall, a man stood alone by the window. 

Light particles danced around his long golden hair which lazily rested behind his back.

The room had a strange kind of silence permeating throughout. The bookshelves by the walls didn't contain a speck of dust. Strangely, there was no smell of any kind either.

A normal man would find it unnerving just standing there.

The man stood unmoving as he gazed outside with his calculating golden eyes. He indifferently watched people go on about their lives.

Some lived happily, while others starved to death. Some schemed through their whole life while others had no clue about the ruthless nature of living beings when faced with survival. He could see it all. Everything was laid bare before his godly eyes, be it inside the room or thousands of miles away from his castle.

"Is everything done?"