Rumble-
The boundless Black Rain fell, just like the torrential downpour that had greeted him when he first arrived at the End of Time, so many, many years ago.
Vast calamity and chaos had already shrouded the storm clouds filling the sky.
And soon, this place, too, would dissolve into nothingness.
He raised his head and gazed at the distant city shrouded in countless nightmares. Amid this convergence and displacement of time, these remnants of two entirely different eras had become the final echo and mark of the End of Time.
Crack-
Lightning illuminated his face, reflected in his eyes.
He cast aside all that lay before and behind him.
And this had become the last flowering of the age of laws. With the collapse of this isolated island, that long-forgotten history would also be erased from this era completely.
This was the final battle.
After so much pain, after so much uncertainty, let this final battle bring everything to its conclusion.
He drew his blade, his gaze calm, and walked step by step toward the black city where countless nightmares lurked.
He knew he was there.
He also knew.
He would be waiting for him, waiting to settle things between them one last time.
Within the vast curtain of the River of Time.
Lynn's departure had plunged this place back into a long silence.
That figure sat cross-legged there, anchoring the distant past and future. His head was bowed, yet neither his broken body nor the encroachment of finality seemed able to bring him down.
Zuo Zuo could only follow his wishes and hide far away in a corner of time.
She would be the final witness.
Whether they succeeded or not, whether they could weather this destined apocalypse or not, they had done everything they could.
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