Its Name: Burning of Human Order!

Egypt, Radiant Composite Temple.

Cyrus the Great Persian Emperor emerged from the waterfall of light, no longer bearing his former fair appearance. Every inch of his skin was covered in interwoven golden-blue and red-black patterns, like an ancient star map.

"The journey of the old gods has already ended. The stars shall be reborn. All life shall become the past. Descend, my great work, my will. Reforge this planet, ascend the steps, and become above the gods!"

Cyrus looked up at the blazing comet hanging like the sun in the sky and grinned madly. As though ascending a jade throne from which he could overlook the world, he walked step by step toward the center of the Great Altar beneath the waterfall of light. The long fingers of his right hand lowered onto the altar inscribed with dense incantations, his palm connecting with the ancient stone tablet embedded within it.

As they came into contact, the ancient star map on the back of the tablet gradually lit up. The covenant carved in cuneiform upon its front activated in succession, and a blazing white halo rapidly engulfed the entire Radiant Composite Temple.

At the same time, the survivors hiding within the pyramid began to melt away inch by inch like snow beneath the scorching sun the moment they touched the white light invading the Radiant Composite Great Temple.

Regardless of gender or age, poverty or wealth, beauty or ugliness, beneath this judgment of the apocalypse, all life was broken down into pure spirit particles and drawn into the bands of light.

"Ah! My body! No! No!"

"Ra above, save me! Save—"

"Nephthys, guardian of the dead, look upon this world and grant us your mercy..."

For a time, cries and wails shook the heavens. The human survivors hiding within the Great