The incarnation was complete and the universe burned away in an instant like flash paper. A trillion trillion souls quailed in anguish and confusion and then ceased to exist as the fabric of that reality dissolved into nothing and Norton took his first steps into the new universe that lay beneath, in a new body, a woman’s body. That was unexpected, but of little concern. She had the power to consume universes after all, what was the reshaping of one body?
She willed herself into her own form, and nothing happened. She closed her eyes, focused and tried to channel her power, it would not answer. She reached deep and found her well empty. The power Norton had tapped was innate to the universe itself, and was consumed when it burned away! She was now mortal, powerless, and trapped in this body in this strange world!
“Shanara!” Called a voice from behind her.
Norton looked to see a large man holding a crop.
“Shanara!” he said. “The master demands your service! He is hosting a party of outlanders and you are to be their bedslave while they stay! He may even gift you to these strange men when they leave in a fortnight! Come, or I will give you to the city guard for sport!”
Shanara, once Norton the omnipotent, spent the rest of her life as a pleasure slave, shared among many men and forgotten the next day.