Zen and Ren stare into the forming void, its edges writhing with grotesque tentacles and glitching pixels. Reality bends around it as the void curls into a vast, circular maw an open wound carved into the fabric of the universe. From within, something is sleeping. An entity emerges, a presence so transcendent that even stage 10 beings like Zen and Ren cannot comprehend its nature. It is a concept more than a creature, a truth that existence itself was never meant to perceive.
The Venerable Mother Goddess of Depravity and Desire gazes silently at the void. The colossal being inside flickers between clarity and distortion, as if the universe is attempting and failing to render it. Grotesque winged creatures spiral around it, shrieking their unbearable, reality-scraping music as they orbit the eldritch titan.
"HAHA!"
Ren's laughter shatters the suffocating tension, even as the monstrous music claws at his sanity. He turns back toward Earth and snaps his fingers. Instantly, all living beings fall into a deep, dreamless sleep. At this point… there's no other way. If they're destined to die, let them slip away gently, unaware.
Zen glances at him. Then, with a single clap, he ends their lives every head on Earth bursting in unison like fragile stars collapsing. He knows this is the true end. Even if they defeat the Venerable Mother Goddess of Depravity and Desire, the forming void is unstoppable. The universe has already begun its final descent.
As they prepare for battle, an unfathomable mass of dark matter emerges from within the void. It turns its gaze toward the universe, cold, distant, dispassionate studying it as one might observe insects crawling across a dying leaf. Then it shifts its attention back to the sleeping tentacled abomination. Neither Zen, Ren, nor the Venerable Mother Goddess of Depravity and Desire reacts. At this scale, terror becomes meaningless.
In that suspended moment, Ren moves. Taking advantage of the Venerable Mother Goddess of Depravity and Desire's divided attention, he approaches Zen. Dark mist coils around them, thick with corruption and faint constellations flickering like dying memories. Their forms twist, converge, fuse completed in an instant that feels like an eternity.
A new existence stands where two once stood.
The Lord of the Miseries.
Born beneath the gaze of the void and the Venerable Mother Goddess of Depravity and Desire.
"Let's go."
"Yeah."
Ren no longer fully Ren charges forward, his body warped and reshaped by corruption, radiating despair like a star radiates heat. Zen's consciousness inside him unleashes all his Gu across the universe in a final, all-consuming act. This is their last battle. Their last defiance. And neither intends to bring weaklings into the end.