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The spit stopped an inch in front of him. "I'm a God of Space." Aden's clothes shifted to those of a God Tiered Rogue of Space. Power glowed in his hands and from his eyes. His voice echoed. "It would be best for you to sit down, and shut the fuck up before I simply wipe you from existance by stopping your embryo from being concieved in the womb!" The hovering artifacts gave off an aura that said "we ain't dealing with this!" and shot back to their shelves. Aden then conjured a Thread of Life. "You see this? This is the bond between you, and the warehouse."