It is the beginning and the end.
Vast yet minuscule.
The curious one comes seeking the devoured, losing one of the three souls.
The loud one chases the foul mist, losing two of the three souls.
The reckless one desires to enter the vortex, the expansion, and the endless depths, losing all three souls.
In the realm of chaos, speak not. If it awakens, the world and souls will perish, and this moment will be the end.