Hecate of the Multiverse

Among the angels and demons there are very special beings, which are very difficult to attribute both to one and the other. And even among these, the great Hecate stands apart.

The division of gods into angels and demons is very conventional and primitive, but it is advantageous and convenient in that it allows us to correlate the being with the type of impact on the World/Creation. Angels, as a rule, perform a creative function; demons - destructive. Ideally, they are a closed cycle of birth and death of everything that exists in any conceivable of worlds.

But none of them can compare with Hecate in the field of the most terrible of all destruction and the most complete destruction. Her power is so great, and the destruction that she brings, so unconditional, that it would be possible to identify her with total and absolute demonicity, but, unlike all existing demons, she was not in any way associated with the Fall - she was born among the Original Lords of Creation, and is a pristine principle, avoiding distortion and deformation.

For some reason, however, she always stood apart from the Creation, barely participating in it at all. Only when it became too vast and reached her gloomy abode did Hecate show her face and power - and they were as beautiful as they were nightmarish.

She is, in fact, the Empress of the Angels of Death, but she brings great destruction not to living beings, but to entire worlds and gods - and therefore terrifies anyone with the wisdom to realize her true nature and majesty. The Reapers are her servants, raining down death upon the worlds and preparing them for her arrival.

Her lightest touch destroys the world, she squeezes it between her fingers and sews it to her patchwork of countless billions of dead worlds. This cloth flows like silk through the fathomless cosmos, increasing in size every moment.

Hecate hangs in the Shining Abyss. She is the Unity of three incomprehensible Entities, which our primitive and limited eye can recognize only as a single Whole (in this world Hecate is for some reason painted as a woman with three heads, or even three women... but this image has nothing to do with Wholeness, and emphasizes more the separation in the image). This Wholeness is at the opposite pole of the world from the Being whom men know as the three Spinners of Fates; and where Hecate is, all fates, mortal and Gods alike, are cut short. One day she will bring calm and oblivion to her sister Spinner herself.

She has four Hands - two of flesh, and two ghostly:

With one hand she announces the beginning of her Speech. Listen and hear her Words that shrieking Silence resound in all the Universes and deafen our ignorant consciousnesses!

Her other hand is empty - and this Void will one day take all worlds.

The third hand is ghostly, reaching for the Sword of Doom. According to one legend, she will draw it only once - and in that instant all the stars in all the worlds will explode, gravity will increase to infinity, and Creation will be complete; and thus Hecate will set a singular Point at the end of all this History. There are many Great Swords in the world - Michael's Sword of Fire, for example, which always brings him Victory; or Lucifer's Sword, which can cut through literally everything that exists in Creation... Hecate's Sword will bring only Doom to all things - and it is likely the strongest of all Swords.

Her fourth hand is just as ghostly, and holds the Sphere of the Abyss, so massive that it distorts space and time around it, and despite being the exact opposite of the Void, eventually manifests itself as exactly the same ever-hungry black maw - and on the Day of Perdition, this Sphere will become the seed of infinite gravity that will suck Creation into itself.

Hecate's head is crowned with a huge crown of pure gold flame. Above the forehead in the crown is the symbol of her trinity, braided with a black and white serpent with horns stretching upward.

On her forehead vertically placed three discs and rhombus, symbolizing the power over the higher worlds inhabited by demons, angels and gods, the middle - created for people, the lowest - created as prisons of the spirit and traps, and the Void, indescribable and inexpressible - all of them will die in the hands of Hecate.

The Symbol of the Three Moons glistens in her jugular, which is her personal sigil and a symbol of the world's destruction.

Hecate's hair is black and flutters around; it opens a passageway into the immeasurably deep cosmos that lies on the periphery of Creation and is inhabited by nameless predatory monsters that hover among the stars and seek prey. Some of them were once described in horror by the brilliant Lovecraft, but that was only a drop in the endless ocean of Nightmare - they are the true Hecate's Hounds that come to the worlds that she shuns to take in hand - and the fate of these worlds is even more nightmarish than the inevitable death in the hands of the Blackest Goddess.

Her eyes are full of fathomless Darkness, she looks at Creation languidly and with a passion unknown to gods or men... her passion will burn everything without foundation, and the last sensible coal in this raging flame will be the fierce demon Surt, who with rapture surrenders all things to the fire - and even his frenzied ineptitude will bow respectfully before the Lady of Perdition.