The boundless black mist roiled and surged, like a living soft-bodied creature, so dense it seemed to have swallowed the entire world.
Vague, blurry shadows emerged within the fog. Only faint outlines could be seen, like some indescribable horror lurking and watching from the darkness.
The black mist swept through, and in an instant, everything vanished like smoke and scattered clouds.
It opened Its eyes.
Black mist wrapped around It like flowing water.
"The time has come. What are you still hesitating for?"
As It spoke, It let out a strange, hoarse laugh.
"Is the meaning of your existence nothing but destruction?"
The laughter ceased. It continued speaking, but Its tone had changed, as though two entirely different people were trapped within the same body.
Different thoughts, different temperaments.
"Hehehe, destruction is the predetermined end of this world. All I have done is hasten the process a little."
"Destruction? That is merely another kind of birth."
"Oh?"
"The birth of death, ruins, and chaos."
"Heh, what boring nonsense."
"The world has its predetermined laws of development. Neither you nor I have the right to interfere with her workings. Destruction and rebirth have always depended on each other. How is the destruction you speak of not another new beginning?"
"That makes sense. Then let rebirth arrive sooner, and destroy it! Let it appear again! Destroy it again! Hahahahaha..."
Its frenzied laughter echoed without restraint.
The black mist trembled, and black lightning emerged, turning into a boundless tide that tore through and scoured everything.
The void of space-time gradually became transparent.
Within it, some Unspeakable Things twisted and wandered, filled with endless malice and madness.
They could not be described, could not be put into words.
Ordinary language simply could not determine their true forms. They seemed like a mass of pure