Misery spends the day as archangel, in that body of stone that sees all and does all, practicing jumping into the space between the stars. Some call it the great unknown, but that’s mortal-speak, with their limited vision and limited bodies that fear things greater than they are. There is no unknowability in the great cosmos, only boundless potential, and the archangel Misery stands before the banquet of stars like one looking to dine. Zie likes hirself better like this, all arms and feet and a core of power that hums the melody and bassline of the universe’s song, unafraid of anything and ready for action. All her life the mortal Misery resisted being told what to do, resisted the hand of her brother and the wisdom of the Larex Forge, thinking that she would lose the greater part of herself trying to obey. Resenting the idea that she would have to cut herself down to size. But how wrong she was! How misguided. Her brother, he was misguided too. There is no smallness in service of the Demiurge. Now that zie has accepted hir duty, now that zie has accepted hir role, Misery discovers hirself more vast than zie has ever been. Having found obedience, zie has been rewarded with the infinite. Zie sails from star to star, free as zie wishes. In fearing the nullvoid, humans learned to fear the vastness of space, leading lives suffused with paranoia, afraid of every small thing that might disturb their minds and let in corruption. But there is no fear when one is cradled in the arms of the Larex Forge.