Two seconds earlier, behind the emergency-shut Origin Essence Shield, the Chief Engineer knelt on one knee upon the deck.
As the muzzle rose, the blessings of the Twelve Titans descended.
Ancestor of Man Iapetus granted him eyes that could gaze into the abyss. In an instant, he locked onto the enemy's location and glimpsed the essence of that deep, shadowed void.
Next, Mnemosyne, goddess of memory and the past, revealed the history of bygone days to him, causing the world before his eyes to collapse into countless scattered fragments of time.
Within the observation of those eyes, countless extended scenes unfolded, and an amount of information enough to burn out the brain erupted every moment.
At last, Phoebe, Goddess of Radiance, bestowed a precious revelation.
It was an eternal, unchanging truth of the world: no matter what happened, no matter who it was, no matter where they were—everything would eventually return to death!
Thus, all history and the past vanished, leaving behind only the certain future.
Within the darkness, Foster had gradually caught sight of the end that lay beyond the future and distant time—the death of the Dominator.
But before that, endless shadows of terror emerged from behind the Dominator, spilling forth frenzied radiance.
—The Ranch Owner!
That excessively enormous outline had long since eclipsed the Dominator's existence. Long ago, it had fused with the Ranch Owner's food chain, inseparable from it.
It was the Predator Angel. The Ranch Owner was its favored fork, its fine white teeth, its soft tongue, and also its sour, fetid gastric fluid and bile...
Crack!
Before the revelation could unveil itself, it was annihilated within chaos. As the phantom light dispersed, a series of faint cracking sounds came from Foster's right eye.
Everything went dark.
Thick threads of blood slid from the corner