The process looked slow, but nothing could stop it.
The giant golden face vanished from the edges inward, inch by inch, like a pencil sketch rubbed away by an eraser.
The pressure of Order that had filled heaven and earth rapidly faded with it.
Gradually, the sky returned to its natural appearance.
Taiyi's Dream, which had shrouded the entire Asdana Galaxy, evaporated like dew beneath the sun.
In its place, countless enormous, intricately constructed Constraint Gears appeared across the horizon, turning slowly.
Divine Grace Barrier—Magic Ban!
"What's going on..."
In the center of the hotel lobby, Sunday, who had risen to godhood moments ago, had fallen back to the ground.
The halo behind him, symbolizing Order and Harmony, had gone completely dark. His splendid formalwear was slightly disheveled.
Frowning, he spread his hands and tried to sense something, but all he felt was a stillness unlike anything he had known.
"It's not just Order... I can't even sense Harmony..."
Bewilderment edged his voice. He looked up at the slowly turning Constraint Gears in the sky. "What have you done?"
"Brother..." Robin hurried over from a nearby corridor. Dust marked her once-pristine performance outfit, and urgency had brought a faint flush to her cheeks.
Seeing Sunday defeated left her with mixed feelings: worry, but also a measure of relief.
"Robin." Sunday glanced at her. A helpless, rueful smile crossed his handsome face, and he sighed softly.
"...Perhaps all Path powers have disappeared." Black Swan drew her gaze from the sky and turned to Acheron, who had remained silent beside her.
The woman, who had radiated the oppressive presence of an Emanator, now stood with her head slightly lowered, as though sensing the changes in herself.
"I'm an ordinary person now, too." Acheron's eyes were calm as she gave her answer.
"I'm