A glowing, ethereal humanoid figure with large, translucent, iridescent wings and a halo floats in a starry cosmic background.

The Light does not possess a body in any mortal sense. When it chooses to reveal itself, it does so as a silhouette—an outline shaped by brilliance rather than flesh. Its form is often tall and vaguely humanoid, but utterly featureless, composed entirely of radiant energy. There are no eyes, no face, no flesh—only a burning contour, defined by the intensity and purity of the light it emits. This silhouette may shift in color or intensity, cycling through the full spectrum of visible and invisible light—sometimes pulsing with cool blues and violets, sometimes blazing with deep reds or ultraviolet brilliance. It bends perception itself: lines blur, edges fracture, and the space around it seems to tremble with the force of its presence. At its brightest, it becomes difficult to tell where its form ends and where the surrounding world begins. Around its head or shoulders, radiant shapes sometimes form—crowns of shifting light, floating rings, or slowly turning patterns of celestial geometry—each representing a concept rather than an ornament. Wings may bloom from its back as extensions of light itself, not feathered appendages but flares of energy shaped by symmetry and divine intent. When the Light moves, it leaves no footprints—only lingering illumination, as if reality remembers it even after it's gone. In its presence, shadow ceases, color desaturates, and silence deepens. It is not a being to be seen, but one to be endured—an overwhelming force that takes on shape only to See more