Long Time No See

"The game is over."

The kindly old man's words fell with casual ease.

He merely swept his withered hand through the air.

The motion was as gentle as brushing a speck of dust from a bookshelf.

There was no earth-shaking explosion.

No dazzling flash of light.

Not even the sound of moving air.

In Yang Yu's eyes,

the entire world suddenly "folded."

It was not the flattening of something into two dimensions.

It was a far more outrageous, far more violent collapse from every direction.

Up and down, left and right, front and back.

Even the concept of time

was being squeezed toward the point where he and Lucifer stood.

It felt

as though someone had taken a sheet covered in writing and crushed it into a ball.

And he and Lucifer

were two dots of ink on that sheet.

What the fuck...

Those were the only words Yang Yu had time to think.

The next instant,

agony swallowed everything.

It was not the pain of flesh being cut.

Every cell, every strand of DNA, every atom was screaming under an unbearable load.

Crack!

That was the sound of his prized Titan-level bones shattering.

It sounded like someone chewing cartilage.

Squelch!!

That was the sound of his blood, a furnace to rival a star, being forced back into his marrow.

If anyone could have watched at that moment,

they would have seen something horrifying.

Yang Yu's once-towering body

shrunk in a thousandth of a second

from two meters to one.

Then half a meter.

Ten centimeters.

One centimeter...

Fine beads of blood welled across his skin.

Before they could fall,

the immense pressure vaporized them,

turning them into a red mist

that clung to the shrinking ball of flesh.

His body had long since surpassed the so-called laws of physics.