The light that had once illuminated everything went out.
For centuries, that brilliant color, hated and envied by countless rulers, had endured to this day—shamelessly enduring, burning as though no one else existed, arrogantly carrying on its own existence against the entire abyss...
Now, it had finally vanished forever into the darkness.
Yet no one could feel even the slightest joy or excitement.
They did not even dare to mock it.
Within this darkness that had endured since time immemorial, only a shadow more terrifying than the abyss itself revealed its trace!
Beyond the shattered Present Realm, a pitch-black sun rose.
Like a colossal whale, the blazing sun plunged toward the abyss, stirring ripples of destruction. Everything in its path was reduced to insignificant dust.
Yet not even dust could escape the gravity born of calamity.
All matter and Source Matter, calamities and miracles alike, were utterly ignited beneath the blazing sun's radiance, returning to the solar wheel—to that eternal silence and void.
The abyss wailed.
Amid the thunderous crashes of countless hells breaking apart and collapsing.
As the Present Realm underwent its final transformation amid destruction and solidification, an irresistible gravitational force burst forth from within it, drawing everything toward itself!
From top to bottom, devouring all...
At the instant of His birth, Depth 1 was utterly destroyed, and every hell vanished without a trace.
Then, amid the raging flames, everything in Depth 2 was ignited as well... Fire spread like a plague, destruction like a tidal sea. Once it began to spread, it could not be stopped.
When Depth 3 silently turned to nothingness as well, endless black fire poured down like a torrential rain toward even deeper depths.
One after another, fires of destruction wreathed in magnificent halos became stars and fell into the abyss. Wherever they