It was an apocalypse that spread across the entire universe.
Countless worlds shattered because of it, and countless stars lost their light. It was like a drop of ink that had fallen into this universe, staining every living being it encountered.
The Holy World collapsed, and countless angels fell.
The Cyber Civilization's homeworld collapsed, and the Cyber Ascender fell. Colossus had fought with everything he had, only to meet the same end: death and destruction.
There were also the Titan God Tribe, the Natural Divine Realm, and countless powerful beings they knew nothing about.
They had all fallen.
Even Rules Gods like the Feather Pen had failed to escape that fate...
Sir Awen stared blankly, as though his soul had left him in that instant.
"I don't know what I really am, and I don't know why that calamity targeted me. But now I'm suddenly beginning to understand why I fell into Hell a few years ago. Perhaps, back then, it was already about to find me."
Lynn closed his eyes, once again recalling the things his teacher had told him.
He had said Lynn hadn't fallen on his own.
He had found Lynn outside the Potion Shop.
And at that time...
The sky had been blood-red, an enormous eyeball had cast its gaze down, and the Pighead Butcher had appeared.
Lynn raised his head. "Yes, I finally understand now. Perhaps I'm not a prisoner at all, because the Jailer brought me down personally. This Hell dragged me down here to keep that calamity from finding me... Only now can I say I've finally made sense of myself..."
He turned to look at the silent Sir Awen.
His gaze remained resolute.
"But that doesn't change anything, Big Brother Awen. Whatever I am, whatever kind of scheme I've fallen into, there