The structure of the universe seemed to be coming apart. There was no violent explosion or sudden collapse. Instead, the process was eerily silent, as though the very concept of existence was being erased at its source.
Chu Hang stood quietly by the window, watching the stars outside go dark one by one.
It looked as though someone were holding an eraser and rubbing points of light from a painting.
The process made no perceptible sound. There was not even a violent explosion to mark a release of energy.
Stars that had burned for hundreds of millions of years simply vanished in absolute silence.
They disappeared so completely that they left no physical remains.
Tony's fingers flew across the console. Flashing red alerts filled the screen while vast streams of data scrolled downward.
He shouted in a voice made hoarse by fear:
"The fundamental physical constants are collapsing across the board! The gravitational parameter is approaching zero, and our measured speed of light has gone negative!"
This was no natural end to the universe's evolution. It felt more like deliberate interference from outside—as if someone had issued a command to delete reality itself.
Reed kept his eyes locked on another screen.
The veins in his forehead stood out from the strain.
The engine was seventy-three percent charged. Four seconds remained until completion.
He clenched his teeth.
We only have three seconds left.
Clark's fists tightened. His Super Vision let him see far into the universe: vast galaxies were unraveling from their edges, stripped layer by layer of matter, energy, and concept until nothing remained.
He had witnessed countless horrors, but never the erasure of existence itself.
A chill rose from deep within him and spread through his body, leaving him cold all over.
Thor raised Stormbreaker high. The Six Infinity