The End

A die spun rapidly in front of Aaron...

"The world..."

He rose to his feet, gazed at the scenery beyond the villa, and let out a soft sigh.

Outside the window.

Day and night had reversed, the sky was dim and the earth dark, and a crimson-red baleful star was slowly rising...

Beneath the light of that baleful star, strange changes were taking place across the entire planet.

One pitch-black wormhole after another formed, and all manner of indescribable things flew out of them, forcibly merging with the world.

The aberrations... were running rampant!

Golden City.

Folk Customs Enthusiasts Association.

"Fight, fight! Even with our last breath, we must fight... Behind us lies our city. There is nowhere for us to retreat to."

A member of the association cried out loudly.

Behind him, players sat cross-legged within bizarre ritual arrays, ceaselessly generating spirituality and summoning all kinds of summoned beasts to battle the aberrations invading the city.

Their expressions were twisted, the muscles in their cheeks contorting into masks of pain.

Before long, several players howled madly and were carried away by the medical staff beside them. This was what happened when their Sanity Points ran dry!

These players had lost their minds forever. They might have to spend the rest of their lives in psychiatric hospitals.

Yet the other players merely watched the scene in silence, and several stepped forward to fill their vacant places.

Within the city.

Awoo!

A monster covered from head to toe in writhing black fur threw back its head and roared. The glass windows of the convenience stores around it instantly shattered and exploded, scattering over the surrounding pedestrians and leaving cut after cut.

It stuck out its scarlet tongue, slick with mucus, and was about to lick a mother and daughter lying