The world shattered in silence.
There were no songs.There were no promises.Only the dry sound of walls crumbling and lives being crushed beneath their own faith.
At the center of the destruction, he walked.
Lucas.
Not a hero.No longer a man.
Something the gods had simply forgotten to destroy when they still had the chance.
The Abyss slithered beneath his feet, splitting the earth open, poisoning the air.
In the distance, the throne of men — cracked, empty — collapsed under the weight of its own lie.
Lucas stopped before what remained of the king.No words.No mercy.
The Abyss whispered around him.
And Lucas — without looking back, without remembering what he once was — reached out his hand.
The world, unable to resist, simply... broke apart.