I'd thought Father God had summoned me all the way from another world to his home—well, "all the way" was probably just an expression; Shadow City to the God Realm could hardly be measured in miles—to discuss something major. But I never expected it to be this major. Clearly, what he had told me could no longer be described as merely horrifying—I insisted to myself that his main purpose had been to watch the various expressions scroll across my face. That helped me calm down a little.
Relatively speaking, anyway.
"Void Cataclysm..." I smacked my lips, turning over the term Father God had just mentioned again and again, then broke out in a cold sweat. "All worlds are doomed?"
You couldn't blame me for making that connection. The words "great cataclysm" were simply too impactful, and this time they were even preceded by "Void." I didn't dare imagine what a cataclysm of something like the Void would look like. The absolute Void was theoretically eternal, indestructible, without beginning or end, and impossible to alter—yet even it could undergo periodic cataclysms? No matter how one thought about it, it was something impossible to discuss.
At that moment, I really wished Father God would tell me, "Happy April Fools' Day."
Father God pondered for a moment and shook his head slightly. "No, that is something else. A reset of the Void... is different from the disasters we understand. Perhaps it will destroy nothing. Perhaps the worlds will continue operating normally along their own courses. Or perhaps every Abyss will vanish instantly and then begin evolving anew. Any outcome is possible. The words 'Void Cataclysm' do not actually have any direct relation to the events it may cause. At present, Huron and I can only confirm one thing: what links two cycles of